Helanie:
I was taken aback by the fact that Salem was still in the guest house when I thought everyone had left. Why was she still around?
Halfway through eating the croissant and packing my bags, I began to feel a strange sensation in my body. It was unlike anything I had experienced before—more like an overwhelming heat.
"Huh!" I muttered, staring at the remaining croissant in my hand. Looking around for a clean surface to set it down, my eyes landed on a piece of paper on the bedside table.
I walked over to put the croissant on the paper but stopped when I noticed something written on it.
"What is that?" I murmured to myself, the croissant still in my hand as I read the note.
"I told you, anyone could mistake the Flame of Lust for anything."
The words—and their meaning—were so ominous that my brain froze for a moment. I stared at the paper and then at the croissant, back and forth, over and over, for almost two minutes before it hit me.
