Memories

My eyes focused on Olivia; she was still admiring the portal, analyzing the symbols that turned from one side to the other. All this was new to her; like a human without knowledge about magic, she had no idea that this was dark or infernal magic. The portals created by Inccubus and Succubus were made for teleportation to harvest people’s life energy, so they could come and go from hell without bothering anyone and hide from the hunters and many others who hunted them.

I pulled Olivia closer, making her enter the portal. I couldn’t go back to Sleepy Hollow that way; it would be an easy target to attack me, so I asked Ambrose to leave us at the door of my apartment, but now, as if he could take me inside, I looked at my shirt; the blood soaked the fabric. If anyone saw me, it would be problematic, so I opened the door without delay, feeling my body start to weigh. Soon I would erase, but before that, I needed to tell her that was fine.

— Olivia.

— Go rest, you need some time, and I need