The Witches (Book #1)

ℑ ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔖𝔢𝔢 𝔜𝔬𝔲

"If I know where you are, and I focus on you in that space, I can see you. It is like having a window into your world, much like your television. If you know what channel to go to and what time to tune in, you can see your show."

Well, that explains how he knew I was in danger at the party. "And if you don't know where I am?"

"Then I must search for you. It can take quite a while."

"And what about physical things? If you carry my coffee cup, for instance, would other people be able to see it?"

"That is more complex. Small things I can make disappear from view. Large things I cannot. It is akin to physical strength. Some things I am strong enough to lift; while others I cannot move. And blinking, the act of appearing and disappearing . . . blinking physical items from one space to another is even more difficult. It takes a lot of practice and concentration."

"What about me? What if you lift me up?"

He looks amused. "You would appear to float. I do not have any ability to make the living disappear, only inanimate objects."

"I don't think I understand these rules."

"You will."

"Could you do me a favor?" I ask.

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to say that sentence. I have already retrieved the cape."

"Oh! Thanks." I'm embarrassed by how easy I am to read. "Actually, could you check on my dad? Yoomi said they're running tests on him today. I'm just not sure I believe her. And I had my heart set on visiting him."

"Yes, they are running tests today."

I slump down in a chair at the small breakfast table near the window. "How do you know? Did you focus on him or something?" If he knows where my dad is, does that mean he watched when I went to the hospital?

"No. I checked on him earlier."

He checks on my dad? "How was he?"

"The hospital is taking good care of him."

I relax a little. I desperately want to see him, but I'm glad he's okay. And the thought of going to the hospital with Yoomi is awful. I couldn't stand watching her pretend she cares.

If I can't go to the hospital . . . "We need to find out more about the curse and whatever that chaos was last night."

"Figuring out last night may take a while. Everyone is still recovering."

"Did all of the Lineages get the rash?"

"Yes, Seulgi worst of all."

"So I really was the only one who didn't get it?"

'"I am afraid so."

I was hanging on to the hope that maybe I wasn't. I sigh.

"I spent my night going through more of your grandmother's research. I have not finished, however."

"I'll help you." I get up and head for the kitchen door. I'm grateful he doesn't sleep and can work on this stuff at night. I already feel the intense pressure that I'm not figuring this out fast enough and that at any moment my world could fall apart.

He doesn't blink out, or whatever he calls it, this time. Instead, he walks by my side through the house and toward the library.

"Why am I the only one who sees you? Is it because you choose not to let other people know you're around?" I keep my voice hushed. I like that idea.

He closes the library door behind us. "I have nothing to do with your seeing me."

So much for that theory. "Then, why do I?"

"That is not something I know."

I pull the hook in the fireplace and we step into the narrow hallway. "But you're dead."

"I am aware."

"Shouldn't you know these things?"

He almost laughs. "I know little more than when I was living. I just move around faster."

The idea that death brings clarity is blown. "Have you met other people who could see you?"

"Yes, a few. They are rare."

As I reach the top of the stairs, I notice Joohyuk has arranged the piles of books into organized stacks. The dust's gone. Spirits clean?

I'm not sure I wanna ask this next question, but my curiosity is running the show. "If I see you, then do I see other spirits?"

"Yes."

Visiting graveyards just shot to the top of my never-again list. Was I walking around all this time seeing spirits and thinking they were living people? "So what's in these pile of books?" Let's just think about something more cheery, like curses, for instance.

"Most of this is research on the Trials and the Baes. I left Manyeo before the Trials concluded; I needed to educate myself."

"Why did you leave Manyeo?"

"No one kills themselves because they are happy where they were."

Well, that makes perfect sense. I can only imagine his surprise when he died and found himself back in Manyeo for some indefinite period of time. I'd leave, too. And now he's back here researching the Trials. I guess you can't avoid your life, even in death.