Chapter 157: A Dance In Motion

Tara’s POV

I gasped as I came out from the vision-like memory.

The witch was standing in front of me, and in some way, we had all managed to get inside of the house. There were things around me that I knew would stay with me for a long time: the look of the house, the scent it gave off, the feel of the wood beneath my feet even through my shoes. There were things in this house that seemed to crawl over my skin.

And in some ways, it seemed even more jarring to be in here than it did just beneath the water’s surface a few moments ago. My head was foggy as it tried to make sense of everything that was happening, and in front of me, the witch still stood. There was a look of questioning on her face, as though she was imploring me for something—trying to figure out what it was that I saw.