He peeked at the darkness outside the small window inside this small room with dim light, a small table, and a single chair. It was nothing much to look at, but it would serve its purpose as his new headquarters.
"What do you think of what the witches told us?" Connor turned to his friend, who had just walked into the room.
After meeting with Marcia and the other witches, he knew he had to plan for what to do next. He should not just sit and wait for things to happen. He had to be proactive and be on top of things.
"I think she might be telling us the truth. There is no reason for her to lie since she would need our help." Spencer told his friend, knowing that they would want the witches as an ally rather than an enemy for now.
