The Cravers

44. The Record House

"I saw it." I told them. "It's true."

Kingsley frowned in frustration. "It can't be. She's not that savage."

I fumed. "But look at him! Look at this memories! You can't deny the truth!"

Ben budged uncomfortably. He stirred to his side, in his unconscious state. "You saw it." I said to him.

Ben, who was a human donor for Stella was there at the night of Jenifer's murder. And he saw Stella go to Jenifer's death scene. He witnessed her with a bloody knife.

"She's conjured the dagger from Emerus. The gold dagger. He's working with her."

"So you're saying she's dead." Bat said.

"Yes."

"There is only way to solve this. We have to go and see if Jenifer is completely dead. If she is, Stella's exile is confirmed. If not, the trial will give her a chance."

"Then let's go." I said.

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We drove a long way out the city, as the buildings grew distant, and the people almost diminished, I couldn't help but fall asleep. Dreams...More like nightmares returned in episodes.

There was no particular pattern, every nightmare was located somewhere else, few times I remembered the roads of hunting down our enemies in the alleys and corners of Greece...there was some about the horrors of Henry's death, his blood running down my fingertips...And some...well, I'd rather leave those behind, already my blood has run cold from thinking.

A dome-shaped building emerged from the distance, as we approached closer, we knew that it was the address we had been searching for. Kingsley parked the car, killed the engine. We filed out.

"Ready?" Bat said with smolder. "Today, it will be revolutionary."

It was breath-taking. The whole entire inch of the area of the dome has been covered in reflective glass, which sparkled like diamonds when sunlight hit the perfect spots. A master piece. The semi-circle house almost covered all the deserted landscape. My head hurt from how tall the structure was, I tried to peak if anything showed from the outside but the reflection was pitch black. Which indicated that the place was surrounded by wards and spells to keep off invaders. In fact, only the eyes of a Craver would ever penetrate through the disguise. A human would not even come to notice that there was a giant structure standing in front of them.

We emerged in, standing in front of the door. There was a fingerprinting machine and we each pressed our forefinger,as it drew blood, and clearing us in. Ella had sent out the invitation then.

The automatic door slid open, a man stood in the middle, a grin on his face. "Welcome to the headquarters, comrades."

We were ushered in quickly, first settling in the lobby as refreshments has been served. The man who got us in, Roy Richards, was the head president of the Record House who's sole responsibility was to protect the area and the information from outside forces. He explained how important it was for us to be careful when searching up a person. And only, only when permission is given to if the decision is proclaimed by the members of the Coven. So the only person we can investigate was Jenifer. And her book has been already unshelved and ready for us to see.

Roy led us to another room. The lobby had been dressed in a very modern, technical-like center with futuristic tables and white pearly couches. The lights were glowing baby blue from the walls of the curved dome. Roy said that the real "thing" was actually underground and this was just a cover up if a slip-and-trip occurred with unintended visitors. And the trend continued through out the whole entire structure.