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sure it was time, she began to repeatedly call out for
Melina to make her entrance. "Melina, I summon thee! Within the
witch’s circled, bathed with your essence, you shall come to call.
Melina, I summon thee! Within the circle that shall protect, your
secrets shall be spilt."
    Vesta continued to chant her plea as she felt her
energy and magic draining into the mix. It took a little longer,
and a lot more out of her than she had hoped, but before long a
haggard looking Melina stood within the circle in front of her,
looking completely startled.
    "What?" Vesta watched as Melina looked around,
wide-eyed, until her glance came to rest on Vesta. "Vesta? I
thought..."
    "That I was dead? No such luck, and now that I've
summoned you, start telling me what the hell has been happening.
And don't leave a rock unturned, Melina."
    "Vesta, I'm so..." Melina doubled over within the
circle and fell into a hacking fit. Vesta wouldn't have bothered to
care accept the coughing fit sounded wet and Melina stood again
trailing blood from the hand that wiped across her mouth. "I don't
have long. I'm fried, Vesta. You're summoning spell drew from my
power resources too."
    "Melina, what have you done to yourself?" Vesta
couldn’t help the concern that was impossible to cloak now. “This
is madness, how could you let this happen?”
    Melina shook her head softly before continuing,
"never mind that. The girls are in more danger than you thought
they'd be in. I know what will hap..." Another coughing fit
interrupted what Melina had been about to say. The coughs seemed
excrutiating for Melina as she dropped to her knees within the
circle, and looked up one last time at Vesta in between a bloody
coughing fit. Vetsa thought she heard her say, "Caleb," and "ice
skies."
    She didn't get a chance to ask Melina about it,
because the woman dropped to the floor in a heap, convulsing at
first, and then going still. Melina was still contained by the
protective circle she had been summoned into, not that Vesta
thought it was necessary anymore.
    "No!" Vesta grew anxious, but was loathe to break
either circle at first. She heard someone trying to enter the RV
and continued to watch Melina. "Come on, get up," it was a hopeless
plea.
    "Vesta?" Gregore was knocking on the door now,
calling out to her, but she couldn't break either circle's seal in
case this was a trick on Melina's part. Caislyn was sleeping in the
bedroom, unaware of what was going on. She would be
defenseless.
    "Vesta? Caislyn?" Gregore was growing louder and more
agitated. Vesta listened as he tried the door one more time.
    "Melina?" Vesta called out to the woman she had once
considered to be her friend.
    "Damn it, what is going on in there?" Gregore
shouted. His temper was evident in his voice as Vesta tried to
control her own in response.
    "Every thing is under control, Greg, go away" Vesta
snapped her response without meaning to. Considering everything
Gregore had been through with Caislyn recently, that probably
wasn't the best idea.
    The door splintered inward, and the force knocked
Vesta over, causing her to slide out of her circle. She looked up
in time to see Gregore's eyes go wide and Caislyn come running from
the bedroom. Luckily, Melina still hadn't moved and her circle
seemed to be intact.
    "What is going on?" Caislyn questioned as she looked
around at the cramped living room space where her mother was
sprawled out across a broken circle, while another woman lay in a
heap in another.
    "That's what I'd like to know." Gregore added as they
both turned to look at Vesta.
    “I summoned Melina here in the hopes that I would be
able to get some information out of her. I noticed her in the
sketch Caislyn did. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a whole lot to
say before she collapsed.”
    “Collapsed? Vesta, it looks like she’s dead,” Gregore
stated matter of factly.
    “I was weary of removing the protective circle while
Caislyn was still sleeping, just in case it was a trap.”
    “I’m