𝟎𝟖 | i know the end

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chapter eight, act one
i know the end

chapter eight, act onei know the end

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Freya felt like an idiot sitting in that motel room bed in a small town in Missouri

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Freya felt like an idiot sitting in that motel room bed in a small town in Missouri. Ophelia had insisted on getting off the bus after hours of travel on claiming that the vehicle smelled terrible and was super uncomfortable. Now the demon was sitting on the couch, watching TV while Freya could only think and worry about her little brother.

"You should eat something, I don't want you to die of inanition." Ophelia spoke.

"Why do you care?" Freya asked with frustration. "You just want the book. I honestly don't know why you're keeping me alive."

"You're right, I don't care." Ophelia said, but the lack of answers to her last question left Freya wondering.

"Why are you keeping me alive anyway?" Freya frowned.

"It's none of your business."

"It's my life, I think it is."

Ophelia sighed in frustration. She didn't have much to lose by telling the truth, but that wasn't her style either. "Eat, or I'll tell my friend to start cutting off your friend's fingers." She smiled. "Deal?"

Seeing her serious expression on her face, Freya could only accept her situation and open the pizza box they had ordered, grabbing a slice of it to take a bite. Ophelia smiled victoriously.

"I think I'll go take a bath." Freya spoke after a few minutes. "You think I can do that?"

"Do whatever you want." She said without bothering to look at her. "But if you go out the window and try to escape, say goodbye to little Peter and sweet Maddie."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of leaving. And I can't call anyone either, you have my phone." She pointed, grabbing the bag with the book and a fresh change of clothes before heading for the bathroom. Ophelia rolled her eyes as she watched her disappear behind the door.

Meanwhile, back at the Holloway house, Peter had managed to hide, force open the door to his father's office and hide in the small hiding place behind one of the bookshelves. It was one of the small hiding places his father had prepared after the 1994 incident, although that was something Peter didn't know about. The boy just thought that those hiding places were due to the antiquity of his house.

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