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Yeah, you
sure did,” Samira chuckled. “Also, don’t forget that Bella said
she’d be training with Daniel from eight to twelve.”
    James snapped his
fingers. “Right,” he said. “We can always call and ask if they want
to meet up at one o’clock?”
    Samira nodded. “All
right, let’s do that,” she said. “Until then, try to put your mind
off it, okay?”
    James watched her leave the hallway as he hung his coat
back up on the coat rack. He smiled at her, but as soon as she was
out of sight, his smile dropped into a concerned frown, as he took
his coat back off the coat rack. “I’m sorry,” he
whispered, “but you and I both know that I can’t.”
    *
    The morning went by
slowly, but James managed to work it at his advantage, by going out
and doing some research, leading him to being able to show up at
Thomas’ house twice as prepared as he was earlier that
morning.
    Thomas’ room was big and
impressive; three guitars, a microphone and a computer flaunted at
the side of the room, with a bed and closet at the wall opposite
them. Five beanbags were available inside the room; one for
everyone. The teenagers placed them in a circle between the
computer and the bed and sat down.
    “ So, what are
we here for today?” Antonio started, sounding slightly
sceptic.
    “ Lower that
sarcasm, Antonio,” James said. “You might be sceptic now, but after
seeing this, I bet you’ll think differently.” Without giving a
further explanation, he handed Antonio the book, nudging him to
take a look inside.
    Antonio threw the
seventeen-year-old redhead a sceptical look, but proceeded to take
a quick peek inside the book anyway, probably due to his curiosity
getting piqued.
    “ And... what am I supposed to look at?” Antonio
said at first, before reaching a page filled with drawings; his
mouth fell open and his eyes filled with unbelief.
“You’ve got to be joking, Riverdale,” he said.
His eyes shifted from the book to James, who was shaking his
head.
    “ No, this is
all real,” James said. “As strange as it sounds, it is.”
    Bella bent over to
Antonio, taking the book from him. “Can I see?” as she sat back in
her beanbag with the book in her hands. It took her less than three
seconds to realize what she was seeing and fall in
surprise.
    “ Thomas,” she
yelled at the boy seated across from her. “You’ve got to see this!”
She tossed the book at Thomas, who skilfully caught it.
    “ Be careful
with that!” James snapped at them. “You might rip out a page or
something.”
    “ Oh come on , James!”
Bella said. “I only threw it – what, half a metre? Or even
less?”
    But after seeing James’s
pouty face, she snorted. “All right. I won’t throw it again,
promise.”
    Meanwhile, Thomas had discovered the drawings as well.
“Bloody hell,” he gasped. “And these are real ?” he asked
James.
    James nodded in response.
“Yep,” he said. “They’re as real as you and me.”
    “ But- how is
this possible?” Thomas said. His friends couldn’t do anything more
than shake their heads and shrug.
    “ Well...” James suddenly said. “I did go back to the library to ask them about the book.” He
paused to anticipate his friends’ reactions. “Carolyn was able to
tell me that this book’s origins date back to the tenth century,
and that it was originally a Latin poem. But somewhere in the
eleventh century someone rewrote it in English. The Latin poem is
about a legend, which resulted into the book being
written.”
    “ Ah, so that’s what you went
out to do,” Samira said. “What kind of legend?”
    “ The legend
of Asura, the Demon of the Night,” James said slowly, to add a
dramatic effect to the title. “Five children, corrupted and
frightened by nightmares seemingly caused by this wretched spirit
were taken from their beds – presumably taken into the Demon’s
world, or simply murdered by the Demon. The five children were
never seen again; that’s why someone wrote a poem