The revelation that the witch we sought was, in fact, a schoolgirl returning home with her father left me stunned and perplexed. My mind raced with questions, trying to reconcile the image of a seemingly normal girl with the terrifying reputation she held among the Crow agents.
As Sarah and Doctor Will shared their thoughts, Sarah proposed that perhaps the Crow's perception of the girl as a witch stemmed from their fear of her powers. It was a theory that resonated with me, offering a possible explanation for the stark contrast between the girl we had observed and the sinister reputation she had garnered.
But as we deliberated our next course of action, it became clear that confronting the girl directly would be a risky endeavor. The Crow agents harbored a deep-seated fear of her, one that made any direct confrontation fraught with danger.
Instead, we settled on a plan to gather more information about the girl, starting with her school. It was a risky proposition, but one that offered the potential for valuable insights into her true nature.
Sarah volunteered to gather information from the Crow agent and other available sources, while I prepared to visit the girl's school in search of answers. It was a daunting task, but one that felt necessary if we were to uncover the truth behind the girl's enigmatic facade.
As Sarah left to carry out her part of the plan, Doctor Will and I remained behind in our room, the weight of our mission hanging heavy in the air. Doctor Will, his expression unreadable, retreated to his bed, his silence speaking volumes about the gravity of our situation.
Alone with my thoughts, I found it difficult to shake the sense of unease that lingered within me. The prospect of facing the girl, of delving into the mysteries that surrounded her, filled me with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.
But as exhaustion washed over me, I knew that sleep would elude me until I had uncovered the truth behind the girl's identity. And so, with a heavy heart and a mind full of uncertainty, I drifted off into an uneasy slumber, my dreams haunted by visions of the girl and the secrets she held within her gaze.