It's been a week since Quinn left and Nesta had been frequenting the village peacefully without any disturbance. A small piece of her heart missed him seeing him but she had to strengthen her resolve and keep in her mind what he had done to her. She came back home from one of her trips and met the camp eerily quiet, she knew she was late and decided not to think too much about it. Maybe everybody retired early today, she thought as she made her way towards her quarters to prepare for the night as well.
In the stillness of the night, a sinister presence crept through the shadows. The air seemed to shiver with an ominous energy that emerged from the depths of darkness. They were a force unlike any the supernatural world had seen before – a force that wanted to take everything the world has, starting from the supernaturals to the humans.
