Elijah
A part of me knew that it was a bad idea to put that mask over anyone’s head. I sure as hell knew I couldn’t let Anthony wear it, but Mayah seemed to be telling me that it was okay if Jeremy put it on. I was worried about what might happen to him. I never considered that something might happen to me.
The moment Jeremy’s head disappeared inside the mask, I felt like the room began to spin. I reached out for the wall to hold myself upright. I was pulled back into the first dream I had at the Reformatory. The dream where I had been in the basement, where I had witnessed a man in the mask murdering a boy, and then burning the body. It was a very strange sensation, like two realities were lying on top of each other. It reminded me of something Mayah and Jeremy had said out in the cemet
