Butler Leon

"I hate when people say that you don't need alcohol to have fun. Well, you don't need running shoes to run but it helps."

~ Anonymous

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-chapter Seventy Seven-

Stella opens her eyes and looks around in confusion. She tried to remember what had happened before she fell unconscious.

She noticed she was alone in the room.

'Where are the others?' she asked herself. But it was a question she had no answer to.

She clearly remembered the woman and her daughter doing something, something only witches or magic people do in movies.

'What did the witch and her mother do to my friends? ' yet another unanswered question.

She tries to stand up but her legs had turned jelly.

She had to look for her friends.

She pushes herself up, holding firmly to the nightstand besides her, she stands up and walks unsteadily to the door.

She opens the door and walks towards the living room.