Rewind (Vanish Book Three)

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without making a sound and dropped the pills into her
drink. She turned around and picked the glass up, swishing it
around. I held my breath, did she somehow know? She took a drink,
and I relaxed. Now all we had to do was wait.
    I went back upstairs and into Ann’s
room, I knew she had to have one of those necklaces handy, now I
just needed to find it. I looked in her nightstand and sure enough,
under a pile of random things, there was a necklace. It glowed when
I touched it, and I knew it was the real thing. I put it in my
pocket and went back into my room. Dante was still sitting on the
bed; I sat next to him.
    “ Hey, is everything
alright?” I asked as I grabbed his hand and went
visible.
    “ Yeah,” he said, sounding a
little nervous. “I think we should be friends.”
    “ Okay,” I
replied.
    “ I mean, first. It seemed to
work out well the first time.”
    “ Yeah, I’d be happy with
anything at this point. It was really hard seeing you….”
    “ Dead,” he said
monotonously.
    “ Yeah,” I sighed.
    He put his arms around me and gave me a
hug. I was happy to be friends with him, but that wasn’t to say I
couldn’t be happier.
    “ Do you think she’s asleep
yet?” he asked.
    “ I’ll go check, wait
here.”
    I crept down the stairs. I
didn’t hear anything, so I thought the coast was clear. She was no
longer sitting at the table, and her drink was still full. I looked
around with caution, but I didn’t see her. The bottle that had been
sitting next to her glass was gone.
    Before I could register what
was going on, loud thudding footsteps raced towards me. I heard
glass shattering, and a horrible pain on the top of my head. I fell
to the ground, and then everything went black.
    “ Gotcha,” she laughed when I
came to.
    One second, I could see and
hear clearly. The next, everything went black. This went on for a
few minutes. With some effort, I rolled my head over, there was
glass underneath me; I felt it cut me as I moved.
    My head was turned toward
the stairs behind her. Dante knew something was up, and he was
coming to help me. He put his finger up to his lips, but I don’t
think I could have said anything, even if I wanted to. I was
lightheaded, and I couldn’t seem to find my voice. To the left,
right behind Ann, was the fireplace. Dante grabbed the poker and
came in swinging. I pulled the necklace out of my pocket, and it
slipped from my fingers onto the floor. Everything went black, but
I could vaguely hear what was going on around me.
    “ Scarlett!” Dante yelled as
he came over to me.
    “ The—the necklace,” I
mumbled and then I was out.
     
     

Chapter 8:
Hospital
    When I woke up, I didn’t
recognize anything surrounding me. The blue curtains and plain,
white walls, were the sort you would only find in a hospital. Not
to mention, the monitors surrounding me. I looked at the chair next
to me; I was alone. I sighed.
    “ You’re awake,” Dante said
as he walked through the door. “I’m sorry I left; I went to go get
something to drink, are you thirsty?”
    “ A little,” I croaked. He
handed me the bottle. “Where’s the necklace?” He took it out of his
pocket and placed it in my hand.
    “ I’m so sorry,” he said
again.
    “ Did you put it on Ann?” I
demanded in a small voice. I knew the chances were slim; he didn’t
know about any of that yet.
    “ Yes,” he smiled.
    “ How did you
know?”
    “ My dream, remember?” he
took the necklace and put it around my neck.
    “ I wonder how it works,” I
said as it lit up.
    “ I’m one step ahead of you.
I asked her. I told her I wouldn’t kill her if she told
me.”
    “ And she actually did?” I
said, amazed.
    “ Yep, if you grab someone’s
hand they will forget whatever they know about you, or whatever
else you can think of that you don’t want them to remember. If you
touch their face, and you want them to forget, they’ll forget just
about everything. Except little things like their name, unless of
course,

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