I fell asleep that night on the floor, I gave the rustic bed to Alan, I didn't need him to be uncomfortable... What am I supposed to do? "Alan, I need your help..." I would whisper to him from time to time as if he knew he would magically wake up, I waited and waited but nothing, nothing at all. I sat up in the morning and looked at Alan, he was awake, well... sort of, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked unrecognizable, his hair was a mess, his skin was paler than usual,
"W-where are we?" he asked weakly
"Kidnapped," I said rolling my eyes
"Kid- what? No!" He said sitting up, he grunted in pain as he sat up, "Who?"
"What do you mean 'who'?" I asked
"Who, locked us up down here?" he asked,
I gave him that look "Adam and Denis... The hunters?" I said
"right... Who else? He said standing up
When Alan stood up he lost balance and fell back down, I turned around after hearing the creaking of the bed, I was going to ask if he was ok when his pale face showed me my answer, he was weak and sick,
"What happened at the house when I was asleep?" I asked finally
"Um... It was a blur but I think I know what's wrong with me..." Alan replied
"What?" I asked sitting next to him,
"Adam had Denis kick the door in they ran upstairs after I jumped up and I tried fighting them off but I think they injected me with... Nevermind, don't worry about it right now, it'll wear off, I promise" Alan said
"No, tell me..." I pushed
"Sanguis potator!" Alan said looking down
"The- the thing made by witches and werewolves or special bites?"
"Yes, they must've injected enough so that it was more than the knockout but not too much that it'll kill me, they must have found the perfect dosage to knock me out and keep me weak... They also must have a witch on their side, they can't just buy sanguis potator, it has to be made and given to you by the witches" Alan pointed out
"Damn, this just got so much more complicated... Wait if a witch creates this, can't I undo it if I knew the spell?" I ask
"I don't know, I've never been a witch before..." Alan said sarcastically
I walked to the cell door and closed my eyes, I hummed a song Kimberly secretly taught me, she said "Use this song if you ever need to contact another witch if you are in danger or need help" I didn't even think about it till now, I dug deep into my subconscious and reached out specifically to Kimberly, she answered I could feel it... I stopped humming and opened my eyes,
"Kimberly, I need help." I said, I looked around and saw Alan looking worried, "Alan and I have been kidnapped by the hunters, we are trapped in the basement and can't get out, I don't know magic and really need your help, please," I said looking away from Alan, no response came verbally but something inside me told me "I'm on my way Shea!"