Olivia
The sound of approaching sirens grew louder, and soon, the room was cast in the color of flashing red and blue lights. It was strange, seeing Nathan holding his demented sister in that cacophony of sound and color, but it was also strangely beautiful.
But then the officers burst into the room, guns drawn.
“Get down on the ground!” they shouted, not at us, but at Jenifer. Surprisingly, she complied with little hesitation. Either the magic that she had stolen from the witch had finally run its course, or perhaps she gave up.
Either way, she went down with no fuss, laying on the ground with her hands behind her back.
Nathan stood, and the two of us stepped aside, creating a path for the officers to approach her. I took a deep breath, still shaken by the terrifying events that had
