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Something falls against the witch's shoulder, she tries to shrug it off but it sticks like a spider to its web. Whatever the object is it doesn't seem to want to move, Bonnie looks at it in shock. A bloody hand sat on her shoulder, black skin covered in crimson, the lone wedding band around their ring finger untouched by any of the blood. That's when Bonnie comes to the realization, it wasn't bags or luggage that sits on top of her, She moves a jacket that fell atop the deceased person's head, eyes wide open staring right into her eyes. Bonnie stares at her father's lifeless corpse, the weight of his body started to become too much. Her eyes traveled over to his other hand, one dark hand wrapped in another one of a lighter complexion, she doesn't need to uncover the other body to know who it is she feels it in her gut.

Why is she seeing these things?

Where is she?

Is this hell?

Questions racking her mind Bonnie can't keep it in anymore and blows, she screams. A scream filled with so much pain and suffering that it is felt by one young banshee hundreds of miles away.

"Lydia?" Malia shakes her friend's shoulders confusingly. They were walking through a shop when the girl randomly stopped and looked off into the distance. "What, what happened?" Lydia asks Malia before shaking her head. "I don't know you tell me, was it a banshee thing?" Malia's eyebrows furrow waiting for an answer, "no, I just thought I heard someone. It was nothing." Lydia sighs and continues her trot throughout the store. Malia shrugs it off and follows after her friend.