CHAPTER 85: TAKE IT AWAY

Shirley stumbled and fell in the vision when the raven suddenly became a wolf and bled out. When it happened, all the other ravens screeched in agony and took to the air, painting it black. They were many—so many that they almost blotted out the sky! The transforming raven broke down like a pile of wax exposed to heat. After its complete decomposition, a woman in black robes appeared. Her eyes were pitch black, and she had black veins running along her marble-like skin. Her nails—both those on the fingers and toes—were longer than usual, and all had a stain of blood at the tips. Another striking thing about the woman was how the little green grasses around the area died when she walked over them. Things were different here, but Shirley would recognize Axton anywhere and in costume. "Axton!" she said, gasping for breath. She smiled, but her face was more twisted in an evil manner, and the dark veins on her face stretched and popped out some more. "How do you like it here?" Shirley