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Chapter 10

Puck's POV

To be honest, I don't know what caused the old lady to let Brad, Seth, Anna, Sabrina, and I to be in a group together. I know she trusts us to go out on our own, but this seems a bit too important to be left to a group of teenagers. Yes, I know the other two groups are looking for any clues too, but I feel like this is a task for someone with more experience. I also don't know what caused me to start thinking like this. Normally I wouldn't care about having someone with experience along, I would say that I had all the experience our group needed. If that failed I might say that Sabrina is a good detective. This time was different though. I can't say if my current thoughts sprung from maturity that was deep within me (and I mean really deep), or if it was what Henry and Jake had told me this morning before everyone else was ready.

The more likely of my two guesses was that it was what the brothers had told me. I was sitting on the couch, waiting for 10 o'clock to come, when they had walked into the living room, serious looks on their faces. They sat down on either side of me, and I knew they wanted to tell me something, something important.

"Puck, there's something we didn't tell you about what happened to Sabrina," Henry started, a tremor in his voice.

"We didn't want to put any more pressure on you than there already was, and Mom wasn't sure at first so she didn't say anything. Sabrina doesn't know about this, and neither does Daphne or Red. Please don't say anything about this to any of them. We don't want to scare them," added Jake.

It didn't sound like I wanted to hear this either, but I nodded to let them know I would keep the secret.

"I know that this probably isn't something that you want to hear, but we've decided that after what you've been through trying to help Sabrina you need to know the truth about her amnesia," Henry continued, not looking me in the eye.

"Mom did some research after we first found out about what had happened to Sabrina. She wasn't sure what happened exactly, but she told us it sounded familiar to her. That's how she guessed you were the only one who could get her to remember. Mom isn't one to let it go at just that though, so she went to the journals. They confirmed her suspicions. What happened was no accident, and it's a lot worse than what you were told. Sabrina was poisoned, we've no idea how or by whom, but we know by what. It's an old poison, known to few, that has been called lethe passing. Amnesia is only a side effect, Puck; the final result of this poison is death. Someone tried to kill Sabrina," Jake said solemnly.

I looked from one to the other, no doubt with a look of horror on my face, begging them to laugh, and say they were just kidding. There couldn't be a murderer running around Ferryport Landing, still looking to see Sabrina dead.

"He's telling the truth," Henry said, then continued, "She's safe for now thanks to you. The poison makes its victim forget about somebody that they are close to, somebody who has played a large role in the victim's life. The poison can also be modified to make the victim to forget a certain person; all it takes is a strand of that person's hair. The person they forget is the only one who can stop the poison. That makes it harder, because it's hard to trust someone who has memories of you, but you don't remember at all. If the victim can't be made to remember that person within three days, they die."

"Do you have any theories on how it was done?" I asked.

It was Jake who answered, "We think she might have been poisoned over a period of time, maybe a month. All it would take is a small bit each day; it builds up, and doesn't leave for a long time. We're guessing that she had some at the dance, and that that was the dose that gave her too much. Other than that we don't have many guesses. We just wanted you to know what you saved Sabrina from."

Those words had made me worry. What if they tried to hurt Sabrina again while we were out trying to find them? Sabrina should have more people to protect her. I can normally save her from any danger, but I don't know who did this. They might just crush me like a bug, and then kill Sabrina.

My eyes were darting back and forth by the time we reached Main Street, not willing to miss even a small detail. I was the only one in our small party aware of the would be murderer on the loose. Sabrina seemed to have something in mind. She walked with a purpose down the street, oblivious to the danger she could be in. It wasn't long before she was pushing through the door of Sacred Grounds, the coffee shop that used to be owned by Briar Rose. It was a good idea; if there was anyone who had seen someone different around town we would hear it here.

By the time I got through the door Sabrina was already sitting down at a table by Cindy and her husband Tom. I only heard part of the conversation, but I heard Cindy say that a man who must have been an everafter just left and headed in the direction of the barrier. She had never seen him.

"Thanks. It was great to see you again," called Sabrina as we rushed out of the coffee shop.

We were running now, I could see the excitement in their faces. All their faces except Sabrina's, in hers I saw anger and determination. Our feet pounded loudly on the street, and people turned to stare after us. It wasn't long before we reached the edge of the river where we knew the barrier stood, invisible but solid. A man stood by the edge of the river, staring in the direction of New York City, seeming to not have noticed us. I was wrong about that. Just as I thought it the man turned around and started towards me, his face obscured by his hood. When he stood before me he slowly pulled off his hood. I found myself standing face-to –face with the last person I had expected to see.

"Hello brother," he said wearily.

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