"Grams?" I asked my grandmother.
"It's not real. I'm not real, this is just Your warning, you're about to die and Slip off into the other side.
"No. I'm not dying, I can't be dying." I said.
"Not yet, my dear, you are in The middle of death, where yo Can either fight back, or slip off, When you slip off there will be a Dream, of an alternate life, the One you want to have, you can either Stay or leave. Not Staying means you Will fight back and try not to die, if You stay however, you will slip off Peacefully, if you try to not stay and Fight it, there's No guarantee you'll Be back." Realization hit me like a Rock, I'm dying. because of the spell.
"Also, you are linked to a witch, You might know her. Her name is Kamilla." Grams said.
"Wait, Kamilla Mikaelson?" I asked
"She's not a Mikaelson, but Ester was her mother." Grams said.
"Okay, enough of this, I need to get back...." I said.
"You love him. Don't you?" she asked
"Who?" I asked.
Yes I knew who she was talking about I just had to make sure. "The youngest Mikaelson boy." she said, giving me a look which I couldn't tell her emotions.
"Yeah, I think I do." I said.
"Run back to were you were last were. Where your body is, and when you get back in, you'll either wake up to the other side or wake up to life." She said.
"Okay, I'll try." I said. I have to get back for all of my friends and everyone I love. I just have to. I won't die this easily.
