"John. I'm so sorry. I've always loved you, bro. Please don't hate me. Don't hate me for what I must do now" Hayley says.
"Hate you? Why would I?" you say, confussed.
"John. I don't know who's book it is, except it isn't mine. Don't you see? I'm a witch. If you hadn't found that book, you would have learnt it on your birthday, and everything would be okay" she says tearing up. You don't know whether to be angry that she is making no sense, or to be concerned since she is clearly losing it. "Hayley. Please tell me what is really wrong."
Sobbing so hard you barely can make out her words, Hayley waves her hand and says, "What I must do to save you. You'll turn into the age of the last witch to touch that book. I just hope you can forgive me, sis"
"I'm getting Mom" you say, concerned, before you start feeling weird
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