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of the factory today and I was curious to know how many people she was looking to employ, since it was my job to find them for her. But when we reached the production level, my anxiety flared up a little more. I was freaking out that I might have hurt someone, maybe unknowingly cast a spell, and that was why my body had shut down the magic.
    ‘The company came up with something new and exclusive,” Lucinda said. “We are still doing research, but I want you to meet the production manager in charge of this project. We are expecting a lot of orders, and we need to know how many more workers you can supply.’ She bragged, showing us around a large open space with a number of machines and the new production line. I kept wondering if we were underground. I had no idea that Nathaniel had managed to create such efficient rooms; the building seemed like it had limited space.
    ‘What kind of numbers are we talking about here?’ I asked, as she kept pointing at the stations and the positions that she was planning to recruit for.
    ‘Twenty-five paranormals to start with and then we will see. The production will expand significantly in the next few months. Magic shot had a tremendous success, when Mr. La Caz—’
    Lucinda stopped talking and nearly fell down, but I caught her arm, regaining my own balance.
    ‘Oh, thank you, Miss Taylor. There is some spillage out here,’ Lucinda said.
    This part of production was filled with heavy machinery and the lighting was poor. I walked in some liquid on the floor; my heels were smudged in it. Inhaling, I smelled a heavy metallic scent and noticed the air around us was thick with floating magic. My fingers started crackling with electricity, which didn’t seem to be created by me. I felt a little dizzy.
    ‘Mrs. Grabovsky… are you all right?’ Kelsie asked. ‘I brought a flashlight with me. I know that you said that you didn’t want to put all the lights on.’
    ‘Yes, great, at least you made yourself useful today. Point it at the floor to see what we are dealing with,’ Lucinda ordered.
    Kelsie brought the flashlight to her face and gave us all her fake smile before she pointed at the spillage on the floor. Then we heard a terrifying scream and saw a body lying in a pool of blood in front of us. Lucinda screamed again, collapsing straight away.
    ‘I’m going to switch on the main generator,’ Kelsie shouted, running away with the light, not too bothered that her boss had just passed out. Kate grabbed my hand, and a minute later all the lights came on. Somehow I forced myself not to scream, but the shock passed right through me, curling my toes.
    Kate let out a gasp as we both stared at the dead body of our old co-worker Jennifer Griffiths.
    ‘Oh my God, is that … is she–?’
    ‘Dead. Yep she is dead, stone cold dead,’ Kelsie confirmed, touching the pulse. She had no idea who the person was lying dead in front of her. She’d never met Jennifer.
    Meanwhile, Lucinda was on the floor unconscious and I was suffocating, struggling to catch my breath, and staring at the large kitchen knife that was right in the middle Jennifer’s chest. It looked like she’d bled to death.
    Then the images started piling up in front of me and my stomach revolted and heaved. I saw myself here, holding the same knife that was dripping with blood. I opened my mouth to let out a scream, but another image flashed through my mind. I was walking down long dark street, squeezing a knife in my right hand. Then I was stabbing, attacking, and killing someone with a smile on my face. A few seconds later I felt a burning on my cheek. My eyes opened and Kate stood in front of me.
    ‘Hey, stop screaming; you’re all right,’ Kate said, shaking me back to reality. I closed my mouth. It took me a moment to recognise her.
    ‘Hey, is Julia okay?’ Kelsie asked, leaning over the body.
    ‘Yeah, she is fine,’ Kate replied, looking at me with concern. ‘How is Lucinda?’
    ‘Passed out, couldn’t