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Bayla touched her nose and looked at the dark red fingertip. Then, just like that, she fell over.

My head started to hurt, and I threw myself onto the floor with her.

“Bayla!” I shouted. “Bloody witch, what's the matter with you?!”

I slapped lightly against her cheeks, but it didn't bring her back. Instead, it only made my own headache worse.

I listened to her heartbeat, whichthankfullywas still there.

“What have you done?!”

I looked up to see Vivienna standing on the stairs, Julie behind her. Larissa pushed past them.

“Bay!” she shouted, but her friend didn't answer.

She had lost consciousness. And my senses were heightened to the extreme, even more than usual.

Then my cell phone rang. I answered it.

“Emely. Are you with her?” Julian seemed shocked and out of breath. “Wait, I'll be right there.” Then he hung up again.

“What happened?Emely!” Larissa shook her friend, but at that very moment everything went black in front of my eyes.

Chapter 57

Julie

Bayla Adams was unconscious again, and I had the feeling that Grace's herbal mixtures wouldn't help this time either.

Only, to make matters worse, Emely Copeland had also passed out, as if some sort of plague was going around.

Julian had suddenly appeared and after bringing Bayla up to the room, which had caused a huge riot among the other Quatura girls, he had put Emely on the couch and sat opposite her, burying his nose in his hands as if he were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

At some point he had caught me staring, and it had seemed as if he had wanted to get up and walk toward me,for whatever reason, which was why I had left early for my next seminar.

I shook my head in bewilderment and broke out of my stupor to enter the molecular biology seminar room.

It seemed that there was no such thing as beingtoo earlybecause, as always, there were female students clustered around the young professor's table.

Mr. Suspicious himself, however, looked up this time, directly in my direction.

And when our eyes met, I wanted to freeze, because,as always, I was overwhelmed by the strange peridot green that seemed to sparkle even from this distance.

I remembered my triumph from the last seminar, removed my gaze from his and strutted more confidently than I felt, let alone wouldeverfeel, to the table where David, as usual, was already sitting busy with his cell phone.

I couldn't let that man up ahead see through me, let him find out that I had started reading his insane, if frighteningly accurate, books.

This professor was a danger to the existence of supernatural beings, andknowing thatunsettled me immensely.

How was someone as weak as me supposed to stop him? He was human, but that was what made him so unpredictable.

I hadn't told Graceanythingbecause she never let me finish, and I also could never discuss this crazy fanatic with Erik.

The thought of Erik made me open my laptop absent-mindedly.

We would meet. Here in Blairville.I would see him. He would see me…

My stomach began to tingle in a strange way, and I could feel my fingertips getting colder. I gritted my teeth and shoved my hands under the table.

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