~~
Talia
~~
The man named Abraham, who wanted us to call him Doc, had led us to the morgue. That was where I was going to see Andrea in person. This was where I was going to get to see what happened to her with my own two eyes. Not inside my head as a dream.
Dr. Long led us to the drawer that she was in and pulled it open. I had been focusing on this so much that I basically spaced out ninety percent of the conversation that my parents had had with Doc. It didn't matter to me anyway. I was here for Andrea and nothing else.
The body was covered in a sheet. That sheet was pooled next to her slight frame since she didn't take up much room on the metal table or under the sheet. She was thin, delicate, and feminine. She looked more like a Fae than a witch. I wasn't sure what she was yet, but just looking at her a little bit like this, that was the impression that I got from her. When I saw her in my dream, I knew that she had magic, but I didn't know what kind.
