Frisca’s P.O.V
Zain and Koru spent the night in my room as Vlade lay asleep in the other room. Kanza had closed the door and warned all of us not to venture in but I kept checking in to monitor him. I couldn’t sleep a wink that night, thoughts about what exactly was happening to Vlade kept hounding me. It reminded me of the incident last year when Vlade had collapsed while training me in the back garden of the museum. It was a broken red moon that night, the night when every demon went berserk around the world. But that was a long time ago, I never saw the broken red moon again and yet something terrible had happened to Vlade.
“Is he unwell…Like in coma? I’ve never seen him sleep for that long before…” Zain asked me when he got up in the middle of the night for water.
“Wish I had a pro
