How could the witches be so cruel? They took the lives of the people who were helping Michael with his plans, including the two people he cared about most. You, his girlfriend, and Miriam Mead, his mother figure, were all he had. Now it was gone.

Heartbroken, Michael had traveled deep into the woods, hoping his father would give him some kind of sign of what to do. Though that was four days ago.

Michael hadn’t left the pentagram he drew in the dirt for four days. He thought all hope was lost until he saw you walk up to him. He wasn’t sure if you were a hallucination or not, but you were real and alive.