Chapter sixty eight:

68.

Chloe's POV:

I stared at Marcus's retrieving form, until he vanished into the trees. My eyes watered and I blinked continuously, forcing back the tears. This was something I had wanted to do on my own, but why did I suddenly feel so scared?

You have to be strong, Chloe...do this for your parents.

I nodded to myself, letting my inner voice of reason take charge of the situation. My eyes lowered to the flute like object in my palm and I lifted it up to my face, observing it. I looked around me, before closing my eye.

Dracula, I want you to come to me...