The Moonspell

"Do you want to know the mysteries of Panacea?" whispered an eerie mysterious voice. 

"If you want to know then, you must pay a heavy price!"

"A... heavy... price..!"  said the voice in a whisper, slowly fading.

Zyda jolted from her slumber, her forehead sweating profusely. She looked at the window, it was still night with the moon slowly hiding behind the thick cotton-like clouds. 

A red screen popped in front of her, Zyda sleepily rubbed her eyes. She perused the notification. Zyda thought it was a dream and pulled the bedsheet to cover her head. Just when her head landed on the pillow a voice came into her mind. 

Zyda briskly opened her eyes, and sleepily muttered, "Accept!" 

Zyda quickly sat up on her bed and thought out loud, "Rolam's in trouble!"