𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 ── chilling adventures of sabrina

xix | limbo

ACT I — CHAPTER XIX
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After arriving home from the Kinkle's, the twins immediately headed up to Ambrose's room. Sabrina hit Ambrose's books while Lydia fell onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

An hour later, Lydia could hear footsteps approaching, probably Ambrose's.

"Lydia, Ambrose, I figured it out," Sabrina said, "It's something called soul separation. We brought back Tommy's body, but not his soul. It's trapped in —"

Lydia sat up the moment Sabrina stopped talking. Her eyes widened when she saw Hilda standing in the doorway instead of Ambrose.

"Ambrose is in the basement, tending to the corpses, which have started to smell rather ripely," Hilda said, walking closer to them.

"Auntie Hilda, I can explain everything —"

"Oh, no. Your cousin already did that, in great detail," Hilda said, cutting Sabrina off, "You lied to me. You both lied to me. You did the one thing I told you not to do. Incorrectly to boot."

"I didn't do anything! I told her not to do it," Lydia argued, putting her hands up in exasperation. Sabrina glared at her, and it was then that Lydia noticed that Sabrina was crying.

"I couldn't bear to see Harvey suffer like that, and I think I can fix this entire situation. I just have to put Tommy's soul back in his body," Sabrina explained, turning back to Hilda.

"It's too late!" Hilda yelled.

"No, it's not! Roz said she had a vision of Tommy lost in foggy woods, and that she heard a baby crying. That's Limbo! Tommy's in Limbo!" Sabrina told her, holding the book she had in front of Hilda's face, "It's where the souls of unbaptized babies go when they perish, or the souls of people who died before their time. I just need to get there and retrieve Tommy's soul."

"You know, that is the second stupidest plan I've ever heard, second only to your plan to bring Tommy back, of course," Lydia said. If Sabrina was looking at her, Lydia knew she would be glaring.

"Will you help me?" Sabrina asked, ignoring her sister.

Lydia saw her aunt look between her and Sabrina. Hilda was crying, too, or at least trying not to.

"First of all, may I say, there are two limbos, Sabrina. One for witches, one for mortals. Tommy Kinkle is in Mortal Limbo. And it is simply impossible for witches to cross over into Mortal Limbo," Hilda explained.

"But I'm not a witch, I'm a half-witch, which means I can cross over."

"You're assuming? Because meanwhile, the witch that you killed and brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker. That's the Grim Reaper doing it to her. He expects a body. Her suffering won't end until there's one in the ground, until balance is restored. There's no fixing it, Sabrina. You've opened Pandora's Box."

"Satan, Sabrina," Lydia mumbled, putting her head in her hands.

"What? Are you just going to sit over there and judge me and act all high and mighty?" Sabrina asked. Lydia rubbed a hand over her face.

"I'm not acting all high and mighty. I'm just pissed and I'm tired. I'm pissed because I told you not to do it and you did it anyway. I'm tired because I know I'm going to have to help your dumbass get out of this situation, just like always!" Lydia spat.

"Just like always? Is this about the Feast of Feasts? If I remember correctly, you were pretty on board with the idea!"

"This isn't about the Feast of Feasts! It's about —"