The woman that answers the door and speaks.

"I know, dear, you can't place my scent. No, I am not human. I am a sorcerous, as were my parents before me, we date all the way back thousands of years ago, from when Zeus had an affair with a grandmother. Thus, we took on Zeus' magic throughout the generations. Now I have answered your unspoken questions. Let's talk, have a seat at the dining room table while I make us tea."

Clair –

It seems strange to me. Can this woman read my mind? Will I be better off running? As she guides me to the table, I take my...