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CHAPTER 8: NEW COUNCIL

We went to the house to have breakfast with the other elves. Darwin made wicked eggs etc. I thought the food would be different here. Maybe they are eating what I'm used to and hiding their real food but the sounds bizarre. As we were finishing up, there was a knock on the front door. Oliver answered.

"Katie? Hello," he said, letting her in. She slightly nodded and then looked at me. I got up and joined her in the hallway.

"I need to tell you something alone," she nervously said. I nodded in confusion. We walked further down the hall. Elves had heightened hearing but Katie was a witch and could speak to me within my mind without saying a word out loud.

"Okay?" I glanced down the hallway because of peering eyes and ears. We entered an unoccupied bedroom and close the door. She went off the rails.

"He's going to die. I got a vision after you told the camp about the council. That isn't the worst part. I saw who kills him, Genevieve!" she uneasily said. I tried to keep myself calm because this was the third time someone had seen this vision or something similar.

"Slow down Katie," I calmly said while she was paranoid. "You are talking about..." I didn't need to finish because she knew what I meant. "Okay, so who is going to kill him?" I asked calmed but deep down inside I wanted to snap. She turned to the window, sighed, and then turned back.

"Loren, but he's in the dungeons, so he won't be killing anyone," she mentioned.

"Locked up yes. A 'wild' escape from someone on his side is possible as well," I pointed out. "I'm going to make a call, so the camp can place their votes and get them in before lunch. New Members will be appointed and we will celebrate in memory of our former CMs with lunch and a small funeral following."

"That's great, can't wait. I'll tell my house and a few others. By then the word will be around," she replied.

"Also, after lunch and the funeral, the new council and maybe myself will have to send word to other camps and/or the closest camp of this event," I added. Katie nodded and smiled. I knew she was happy to have some order going on because this place would fall to ruins and be abandoned without it.

"Last time I was told, the closest camp to us is in the USA. Specifically. Bridgeport, Connecticut. The camp's name is Kroy. Travelling in the Earth realm would be faster than travelling across the wild here in Acealman. It is slightly bigger than here. Houses some of the same SPNs and a few others, not sure what they are. But I will see you later," she explained and left. The word did get around and the SPNs were heading to the Hall. I needed to find a way to send a message to this camp.

I had left the house not long after Katie to prepare for the voting polls and funeral arrangements with Terence's help. Watching out the window from the third floor in the map room the SPNs gathered. The map room was large. An electronic world map of Acealman hung parallel to the set of windows. Headquarters were marked with stars and other camps were highlighted. A simple control panel for the map was in front. Several smaller computers were nearby. Honestly, I didn't know how to work with any of this technology. What I did know is the force field I went through when I went out beyond the wall with Terence. Since the Time Travellers go to different times, they also travel to other camps so Ben could be a good option. I ran my fingers along the panel just to be accompanied by Terence leaning in the doorway. I raised an eyebrow and walked over.

"Getting ready early I see," he said as we left the room and continued down the hallway. I smirked.

"That's of the new council wants my help in sending messages to the other camps about the murders and complete new council," I quickly responded.

"I would let you help if I was on the council or the ruling side," he stopped at the large windowpanes on the second opposite side of the Hall, facing the battlefield. He looked worried. That was the least of his problems. I grabbed his arm and linked it with mine as we walk down the last hallway and the staircase to the main floor. We watched each SPNs walk down to the meeting hall in the basement. "Shall we," he said whispering in my ear. I nodded.