Daughter of Ipswich

Falling Down the Rabbit Hole

Nightmares

I was having one of my typical dreams, where I was releasing all of my deep dark secrets to everyone, who had finally accepted me for me, and I had gotten Caleb, and some how figured out how to help Caleb's father, and make his mother's life so much better.

But compared to the usual ending of me and Caleb kissing, someone else came into the dream.

An invisible figure, which was beginning to make everyone else around me disappear. Leaving Caleb as the last one, who was trying to fight back and stay with me.

But I was all alone, and suddenly a surge of power washed over me, like someone was using a large amount of magic, and I heard a voice hauntingly whisper in my ear," I know your secret. Celeste. You are one of them. You are a daughter of Ipswich. You are one of them."

I snapped up, in a cold sweat, upon my bed, panting loudly.

I would still feel with overwhelming sense of someone using a large amount of power.

I glanced over at my alarm clock, seeing it was two in the morning.

But suddenly the thunder, made me jump, for I was unaware of the thunderstorm occurring right outside my window.

Suddenly I felt the surge of power leave completely, making me groan, as I grabbed my head in pain.

"You're just dreaming," I whispered, rubbing my temples. "It was just a nightmare."

"I know who you are."

I looked up again, in nervousness. But no one was in my room.

I closed my eyes, and hissed loudly," I'm just over tired." But then I looked over at the pile of magazines in the corner of my room.

The magazines began to float into the air, revealing, hidden behind the stalk, was another stalk of old decaying books. Books about my history. Reid's history. Taylor's history. Pogue's history. Caleb's history. And the sister book to the Book of Damnation, simply named The Book of Ipswich, the original version of the book of Damnation.

Instantly The Book of Ipswich came floating over to me, while the rest of my magazines went back to their old hiding places.

The book floated down onto my lap, and I tucked it underneath my pillow protectively.

If anyone was trying to get to me. I wasn't going to let them get to the book that had all the answers and ways to bring me and the boys down.

But I had to talk to someone about this. And there was only one person I had trusted with my secret. William Danvers. Caleb's father.