"What do you mean Jerome killed that boy?" Blake whispered to Tallia after hearing the news of what she saw through that kid's eyes. She had been staring at the wall for ten minutes straight, the feeling of being killed by magic was radiating through her bones. It was hard to put into words but she felt like she died with him.

"Tallia, are you okay?" Blake asked as she gently stepped over to her side of the room to sit next to her on the bed.

"I don't think I am. I felt that boy die, this is more than just knowing where someone is, this is feeling, seeing, tasting, knowing, thinking...just like them. I felt like I was that boy, I felt like I was the one in that room getting killed by Jerome." Tallia began to nibble on her nails out of a nervous habit....

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