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Matthew came out of the vision with a confused expression on his face. Although it was very action-packed, it had absolutely nothing to do with his current situation. Moreover, the last thing Matthew needed right now was another problem to deal with, on top of the ones that still remained unchecked on his "to do" list. He fumbled with the newspaper, looking for anything related to his premonition. After skimming through the sports and business sections, he saw a small article with a headline that read: "WOMAN STILL HAS HOPE FOR LOST FAMILY." He looked more closely at the article. It outlined a very plausible trigger for his vision:

"A determined woman, Marcia Coleman, 58, has not yet given up searching for her family who mysteriously disappeared over 6 months ago. She spent all day yesterday and today at the local police station in Decatur, Georgia, pleading with the personnel to reopen the case that was officially closed two months ago with an 'unsolved' resolution. She asks anyone who may have any information pertaining to her family to please contact her ASAP. She is offering a large reward for any and all help…"

Matthew's mind quickly went into action as he began to piece the clues together. This woman, Marcia Coleman, wanted to find her family that had been mysteriously taken. Wesley had mysteriously disappeared. In both premonitions he saw people being taken against their wills in the same way; someone grabbed them and disappeared in a haze. The simplest mind could figure out that the same group of people responsible for Wesley's disappearance probably had something to do with Ms. Coleman's family's disappearance as well. The motive, however, remained unclear. As far as he knew, Marcia and her family appeared to be normal, without magical powers. Why else would she put an ad in the newspaper and go to police? Matthew scrunched his eyes in deliberation. There was only one way to find out.


A demon in human disguise, the same one as before, once again approached his master to give the latest activity report. His emotionless gray eyes held back a bit of excitement, as he knew that this time he would surely bring happiness to his master. If anything, he wanted more power, he needed more power, and the best way to attain that goal was satiating his superior. He slowly walked down the long corridor, keeping his cold gray eyes ahead of him, not letting them wander around to the other demon attendants standing around him. Only when he came within sight of his master did he avert his eyes, keeping in mind what happened the last time an inferior dared make eye contact with the pale-eyed superior. Even thinking about it sent uncomfortable chills down his spine. He waited patiently for the head demon to initiate the conversation.

"I have heard you have some good news," the master finally spoke after eyeing the gray-eyed demon for a few minutes as a test. "I will be the judge of that."

"Master," the lesser demon said, "we have acquired three more witches, including one of them."

"One of them?" the superior demon shouted as his colorless eyes opened wider. "You acquired one of them?"

"Yes, master," the demon said, not yet knowing if he had brought joy or anger to his master. "We were able to take the youngest, the time-stopper."

"You fool!" the master bellowed. The other guards in the chamber immediately disappeared upon hearing the unsettling tone in his voice. "Only taking one will cause the other two to come looking for him. Everything I have worked for, everything I have sacrificed, it will all be ruined! Why weren't you able to take all three?"

"I…" the demon stuttered, "w-we thought th-that it would b-be bet-better to take them o-one by o-one. W-We thought it w-would weaken the o-others."

"You th-thought that all by y-yourself?" the master mocked. "Well you were wrong. Listen to me, and listen carefully. Stop all other efforts to acquire more witches, and put everyone on the task of taking the remaining two. To have all three in my possession is necessary for me to implement my plan of raising my brother from Hell. Go!"

The demon, out of intimidation and fear, disappeared from his master's presence at once, not even taking the time to walk away. The master rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. A taller demon, dressed as a military officer, blinked into the chamber immediately, bowing respectfully low to his superior.

"I understand that one of the Complete is now in your possession," the head demon said. "Find him and keep a very close eye on him. His brothers will more than likely come to save him. Prevent that at all costs."

"Yes, sir," said the demon, briskly raising his left hand to his head in a salute before blinking out of the chamber.