The black woman moved her hands from her face and stared at me. "Are you... Ophelia?" 'we must kill her' came the voice, breaking the silence in my head. "Why." I said aloud 'she knows Matthias, she might try and kill us. We have the knife just use it.' her words echoed loudly 'kill kill kill' I felt my hand fasten around the knife handle.Todos os Direitos Reservados