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A bright pink orb appeared behind Priscilla causing her to turn around to see what it was and the princess immediately felt an irresistible urge to follow. The orb floated gracefully through the air, weaving through the school grounds. Priscilla, in a trance, trailed behind, her steps synchronized with the orb's gentle movements
Through moonlit paths, the princess ventured, guided solely by the captivating pink glow. Soft whispering winds carried the distant melody of a lullaby as it blew on Priscilla's hair softly
The journey brought them to the Museum of Cultural History which held many artifacts from the tales of villains and heroes. As they approached, the orb's radiance intensified, illuminating the entrance as it reached towards the spinning wheel that stood in the middle of the museum. Priscilla, still entranced, crossed the threshold, the ornate doors creaking open as if welcoming her
Jane, Doug, and Gil heard the museum doors open behind them. They turned around missing the pink orb and only saw Priscilla at the entry. "Priscilla!" Jane called after the hypnotized princess. Jane's voice was laced with confusion when she called for her friend. Doug was next to call out for her as well but he was also ignored by Priscilla just like Jane
The pink orb reached the spinning wheel and made its place on top of the pointed part of the spinning wheel, still glowing neon pink. The same spindle that had cast Aurora into an ageless slumber
Priscilla stood before the exhibit, the orb pulsating with an eerie energy. Transfixed, she went over the red rope that stopped people from reaching for the spinning wheel and stepped up the platform it was on, and reached out to touch the spinning wheel, unknowingly succumbing to the haunting echoes of her family's curse. Soon enough, Priscilla's vision turned black
And so, in the quiet embrace of the museum, the legacy of Sleeping Beauty unfolded once more as Priscilla succumbed to the hypnotic allure of the pink orb, sealing her destiny with the touch of the fateful spindle
Betrayal 2
The three looked at each other. Jane looked at Doug and said his name, getting his attention. "Check on her, please. Gil and I will stay with Mom" She said while nodding. Doug nodded his head and walked his way to the entrance of the museum
Once Doug peeked in through the open doors. His eyes immediately spotted Priscilla on the floor. Her head rested on her right arm and her brown hair covered her face. She got to a deep slumber
"Priscilla! Guys!" Doug yelled to the others. He rushed towards the sleeping girl on the floor. He got on his knees next to Procilla. Doug desperately shakes Priscilla although knowing it wouldn't work out but he wasn't thinking at the moment as he was worrying for his friend. Hearing his yell Gil appeared at the entrance, he was about to ask what was wrong but he gasped when he also saw Priscilla on the floor
Gil rushed next to Doug going on his knees as well. "What happened?" He asked, concerned for Priscilla. Doug shrugged his shoulders, he reached towards Priscilla and gently swept her hair away from her face. "I don't know" He answered Gil. Gil looks over Priscilla's body to see if he can find anything wrong, and he finally notices her finger, a prickle of blood falling out of her finger. He looks in between the Spinning Wheel and her finger
