"Amelia. Wake up." She tapped her and tried collecting the glass ball from her, but it didn't work.

"You did not kill him. You know nothing about it. Please." She kept begging and crying in her sleep.

Patricia knew she had seen somebody bad, and she needed to bring her back, but the spell to reverse it wasn't working on her. It seemed like she was seeing another memory.

***

"Elijah." She called out from the living room, but she didn't hear any sound. She looked at the baby in the cot and smiled. "I'll be back, dear." She stood up and left to go look for her second child....