"Why didn't you stop?"

"Because you would've died. They couldn't do surgery for awhile because you were too weak. You've been here three days."

"Seriously? I had a dream about Brooke, and how come you changed your mind so quickly about getting out of here?"

"I don't know, I had a feeling. We need to move and fast. What was your dream?"

"I dreamt that Brooke was a ghost. She was so pale and she was totally white. She was even floating. She had a white dress on and she was talking to Mohammad in a forest."

"That doesn't sound good."

"It's not, I don't know if she's a ghost or not. How far away are the pyramids?"

"About half an hour. And my feeling was right then. If Brooke is a ghost, then this is more serious than before. She has more powers than we know of."

"Great. Now, can you do the healing spell on me?" I asked. I know it sounds like we were changing subjects really fast, but Nat and I did that a lot when we were in a hurry. "It's a lot to ask, but we need to go. If Brooke really is a ghost, then yes it's so serious!" 

"I was planning on doing it anyways don't worry. You're right, we need to get out and fast. We can't run into Brooke or Brent. 

Nat took a deep breath and cast the spell. "Wanbop." Heal, Nat plopped down on the chair and she didn't look to great. I felt much better and I fell asleep. 

I dreamt of Brooke and Brent again. I think someone was trying to help us by sending me the dreams. "Brent it's time to give up." Brooke said. 

"No Brooke! She's my sister. They're both my sisters." 

"I know, but we've been looking for a week and a half! We have to continue with the mission." 

"IF we did continue, who would we do? Where would we look? Candace and Natalie were the ones who figured out where to go. We have not idea." 

"The pyramids, around here, anywhere in Egypt." Brooke said. 

"And do what? The item we're looking for won't just pop up into thin air. We have to look for it. How do we look for it?" 

"Look around the pyramids. Once we get close we'll know. Magicians will be able to tell that." 

"You do that, I'm calling the police. They've been missing for a long time." 

"Brent, I'm sure I saw Natalie carrying Candace to the road three days ago. Don't get the police involved. They're already dealing with some murderer. Apparently some girl was stabbed with a knife by the man and barely survived. Brent, we probably just missed them. Let's look at the Sphinx, maybe they found the clue and are looking there for the next one." 

"Maybe, who was the girl?" 

"I don't know, she was eighteen or something, but that's beside the point. We'll find them soon. We have to look, I promise you'll find them." 

"I don't think we will, but fine." Brent said sadly. I felt bad for abandoning him, but whatever he would understand if he knew we were saving our lives. They walked over to the Sphinx and started looking, but of course didn't find us. 

"Brooke, I need to find them! What if they're dead. What if that murderer will try to get them next?" 

"He won't and they're not dead. Believe me, I would know." 

"How?" Brent asked suspiciously. I was hopeful for a couple of seconds. 

"I would just know. I can't tell you why, yet." 

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