Chapter 129

He tried to push aside the growing sense of dread, reminding himself that he was here to learn and enjoy.

As the group moved through the attic, Wesley noticed a peculiar old mirror covered with a draped cloth.

He found himself drawn to it, unable to look away. The mirror seemed to reflect something other than the dusty; it seemed to whisper promises of a different world.

With a deep breath, Wesley stepped away from the mirror, focussing on his surroundings and his friends.

He joined in their conversations, participating in the exploration with renewed.

The fear that had initially gripped him began to fade as he immersed himself in the day’s activities.

As the excursion came to a close, Wesley felt a sense of relief and accomplishment.

Wesley sat in his room with his back to the door, he was looking upwards to the ceiling of the room. Like it is clear enough, he had problems and the stillness of the house only exacerbated this; with every passing second the sound of the clock w