Chapter 37

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I wake up into this random room. I'm not sure how I got here, but I sure know that this isn't good. I can see and feel that I am restrained. Not only am I restricted from any movement, but I felt really weak and had witch shackles on. A bag of something with wolfsbane was connected into my arm.

Great.

I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't really pinpoint what it was. I also stopped listening to my feelings since it has gotten me killed and almost everyone I love. I take a brief look around to see if I could recognize anything. I, then, realized my neck was healed. He's stupid to think that would have killed me. And that's why I don't tell everyone my powers unless they witnessed it.

A sudden ache comes from the side of my head. I don't know how long I have been here or how long I've been out, but for what seems like forever random flashes and whispers wondering. They were going to die. They were going to die as I lay in this room.

"Hello, Izzy." An unknown voice calls out creepily. A few seconds later I hear a faint sounds of Lydia's screaming. She's in the same building as me. The room has been spinning rapidly. I feel sick. "Do you know why you're here?"

"Let her go. Do whatever to me, just let her go." I begged.

"Why would I do that, if I could have two Banshees?"

"Lydia doesn't know how to use her abilities. I do more than her. I'm of more value."

"Mmm. I want both of you. I'm going to have to keep both of you." The man spoke. "Well, I better go and check on Lydia now. She talks more about her predictions than you do."

I stop talking. Of course. She was telling him all of her predictions. He leaves the room as I have no where to go.
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At this point, I don't know how long it has been. I don't think I've mentioned it, but I am in a room with no windows. There's only a single lightbulb which is above me. Scary looking objects surround me.

I haven't had sleep in days. I was scared to close my eyes from the screaming of my dying friends. I don't know how long I haven't slept for either.

I can feel the wolfsbane in my veins.

I hear a roar in the distance, only this time it wasn't a wolf roar. I hear something going on upstairs. I hear the banging and the lights flickering. I just can't move. Then I hear it. I hear Liam's scream. It can't be, can it? I then hear Scott's roar. I can hear the yelling and screaming upstairs. I can't do anything yet, I'm waiting for the time to be right.

I can see faint memories of Lydia and Meredith. Except for they aren't memories. It can't be. I might have a connection to them.

A few moments the door opens and closes. I can't see clearly but the man and someone else is brought in. They had reddish hair.

"Lydia?" I called out. No response. I knew it was her, I can feel it. "Don't touch her, please!" I screamed.

Lydia starts to scream. I can hear that he was tying her down. The slight pain I was feeling started to get more violent. My head felt terrible as if someone was bashing my skull with a metal bat. I'm guessing Lydia felt the same from her screaming. I have a some what pain tolerance now, kind of.

"Just hold on a little longer, girls. You can make it." The man spoke. How did I not realize this would result in my death once again. I can feel him trying to clean up what I am guessing is my blood on the side of my head. I didn't even realize that I was bleeding. What did he do to me?

"I want you both to focus on this. And what other sounds you hear now, push them aside. Focus on this sound." He demands. It was a static noise with low beeping. "That's it. Focus on this sound and my voice. All right?"

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