Chapter 20 Agatha's Nightmare

• Nico woke up in the middle of the night with an unusual swirl of cold wind. This kind of wind does not usually come during summer. The breeze carried faint voices and whispers he couldn’t understand. He jumped from his wooden bed and grabbed a t-shirt to check on Agatha next door.
• As he suspected, the white witch’s room is the source of the unusual rustle of a cold breeze amid a hot summer night. Something suspicious was going on. He could sense something dark and dangerous as he crossed the doorway to Agatha’s room. Nico knows nothing about magic, but his heightened werewolf senses can detect danger, which is exactly what it is.
• Agatha lay on her back, her hands lifted in the air, her elbows slightly bent, and her palms facing upward as if she were trying to avoid a questionable force approaching. Her legs were stiffly stretched in a straight, parallel position.