CHAPTER HUNDRED-FIFTEEN

Belle searched through the books in the castle library and everyone keeps telling her the same thing, with a sigh she fell into the nearest chair, it's been a week now and she as found nothing to help Stephen

She was in the final book that had anything related to magic induced coma when she felt some strange aura wrap around her. Belle git yo her feet moving away from the table to look around if anyone else was in the room with her.

"Who is there?" Belle asked but got no answer in return. Then a gush of cold air washed through the room and next thing Belle knew she was in a dark dirty old house.

"Whoever you are, this isn't funny, this prank is going too far," Belle said into the empty room but her voice just echoes off the wall of the house.

"I'm not someone you want to mess with" Belle said as a fog of smoke began to form and a figure was standing inside it

Belle tried to make out what it was but she could see anything.

"Hello Belle" the figure said in an unearthly voice.

"Who are y