My eyes flutter open. Above me is the white of my bedroom ceiling. I gasp for air like I'm drowning. Rowan stands over me holding me down. His hands are like fire on my wrists.

"Hey," he says, calmly.

My throat is parched and it hurts to talk. Hailey appears with a glass of water in hand. Slowly, Rowan helps me sit up. Rowan is watching me carefully as I take tiny sips. I want to tell him what I saw, but I can't because Hailey is here.

"What happened?" I ask.

"You passed out," he tries to tell me.

His eyes tell a different story than his mouth. I have a feeling it's something we'll be discussing later, without Hailey in the room.

"Phi," Hailey cuts in. "I think you really need to take a few days off and see a doctor. There's clearly something going on."

Hailey's face is paler than usual, and her eyes have an unusual glow to them.

"I really don't think..."

"I'll take her tomorrow," Rowan interjects.

Hailey glares at him, and if looks could kill Rowan would already be on the floor covered in blood. I try to sit up and adjust.

"Hales, relax. I'll go tomorrow. I'll just call in... owww."

Right above my chest where the necklace lays suddenly burns. It feels like the quartz is on fire. Hailey and Rowan are both staring at the necklace. I reach down to grab the quartz, their eyes are still glued to it. I look down as my hand wraps around it and notice it glowing red. Rowan is the first person I look at. His eyes are bulging from his head as he stares down at me and the necklace.

The burning is so hot that I can't stand to have it on anymore. I tug it off my neck and toss it across the room. Everyone's eyes follow it landing in the corner. The necklace then bursts into a puff of smoke and with a bang it's gone. In the corner of my eye Hailey's body makes a jerking motion, it's odd, but I ignore it. The room falls quiet as we all keep focus on the spot.

"What the hell was that?" Hailey shouts.

I touch the spot on my chest where it was. I feel empty without it. I look over at Rowan, and his attention is on Hailey. He's watching her carefully, almost like he believes she had something to do with it.

"I'm not sure," I finally say.

Hailey sighs, "I'm sorry Phi. I need to go lie down, I'm suddenly not feeling very hot," she says.

I get to my feet even with the dizzy spell and wrap my arms around her shoulders.

"I'll help you to your room," I say.

I leave Rowan behind and take Hales to her room. Could any of these events be happening to her too? Maybe she's too frightened to tell me. I hated lying to her and the cops about what I saw. If I said a large creature with wings they would have taken me to the hospital for a psych evaluation. She thinks some man in a black hoodie broke in and fled out my bedroom window. Although maybe she knows more than she's led on.

I help her lay down and tuck her in, covering her body with her favorite purple comforter, I lean in to give her a kiss on the forehead. She feels a bit warm.

"Maybe we have the flu," I say, running a hand through her hair.

I sit down beside her, and continue to comb through her hair with my hands.

"Maybe we should both get checked out, together. We could call into work and play hooky," I suggest.

Hailey Snickers, "And we can watch Johnny Depp movies all day."

I lay down next to her and stare up at the ceiling.

"Sounds perfect," she says.

"It's just what the doctor ordered," I say.

Once Hailey is sound asleep I slip out of her dark room and shut the door gently beside me. It only took fifteen minutes. Back in my room Rowan is sitting on the bed flipping through the book. I shut the door and sit down next to him on the bed.

"I should keep Hailey company tomorrow. Something's off about her," I say.

Rowan nods, his head still buried in the book.

"What happened in there," I motioned towards the book.

"You grabbed a hold of the necklace and fainted. Minutes later we were back inside this room, that's when you woke up," he says.

"And Hailey?" I ask.

"Right before we were sucked back here I heard her calling your name. One minute we were in that world and the next we were here. What happened when you touched that stone?" he asks.

"I think your uncle might have an idea."