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[color=39b54a][b][h1] [center] Ashley Johannes Williams  [/center][/h1][/b][/color]

“[color=39b54a]Well, I’m really sorry to bother you, Mr.Wong. Is it okay if I call you Mister Wong? Or do you prefer Sorcerer Supreme? I heard about you from a witch in Boston. She said you knew alot about the supernatural.[/color]” She nervously tapped her finger on her grimoire, which was pressed against her chest. Her aura was would be quite strange, to say the least.  It was red with a small tint of green. Something that was probably quite different than most people’s aura. Most peculiar was the book she had with her. For someone knowledgeable in magic, Wong could tell she was carrying a spell book of some kind.  “[color=39b54a]I have been having hallucinations for well most of my life. Recently I’ve been seeing a shadowy looking man in my dreams. He doesn’t really talk to me in the dreams, just takes me to very weird places. Or sometimes back to the past to some ancient city.[/color]” 

She stopped speaking nervously looking around at the people walking behind her. “[color=39b54a]Would it be okay if I come in? I don’t feel safe being out here.[/color]” She could see the faces of the passersby starting to morph once again.  She could hear a voice speaking to her behind Wong. “[color=ed1c24][i]I’m here, come and find me.[/i][/color]” The voice spoke in a jovial manner like it wanted Ashley to find them.