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The sound of my magic yelling through my ear causes me to sit up automatically. "If you would wake me up again, why put me back to sleep in the first place?" I groan out, rubbing my eyes. When there is no response, I open them and expect to be met with the starry sky and my half-nakedness in a meadow. Instead, I see the room I have in the Mikaelson mansion. I look out the window to see moonlight coming through the closed curtains. I throw the thick blanket off me, slide out the bed, and walk towards the window. I pull the curtain aside to see the moon full in the dark sky, the light burning my eyes as I blink them close before opening them slowly again to see its daylight and the sun less bright.
What the fuck? I could have sworn I had just seen the moon. Something is definitely wrong, and to confirm my suspicions, my magic chills over my body, almost making me drop to my knees.
"Stop them!" My magic hisses. "Or you will die too!"
"Stop who?" I don't get an answer as I continue to shiver. My magic doesn't feel right. It's spiraling, and the last time it was this unnerved, my parents were-Oh my god, no! I race to the door, swing it open, and run down the stairs, and when I reach the foyer, my heart damn near stops at what I'm seeing. Tyler has one of Klaus's arms twisted behind his back while Damon holds the other, and Stefan digs his nails into Klaus's chest, gripping his heart.
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