Scholomance 3: The Devil's Academy by Logan Jacobs

Author:Logan Jacobs [Jacobs, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

We stood in front of a black, empty painting that was surrounded by a heavy wooden frame, and I felt as if the wind had been knocked right out of me.

She was gone, and I didn’t understand.

“What are we looking at, Cole?” Vesta whispered. “There’s nothing there.”

“Yeah, what the fuck, Cole?” Akira demanded. “Have you been smoking dragon breath?”

“No…” I said as I shook my head slowly. “I don’t understand…she was here last time.”

“Who was?” Morgana asked.

“The woman from my dreams,” I replied.

“As in a literal woman from your dreams… ” Akira said with a stifled laugh. “Or as in--?”

“No.” I shook my head impatiently. “There was a painting of a woman yesterday, and I’d seen her in my dreams several times before.”

“Ah, well,” Akira huffed. “Paintings just don’t up and vanish, Cole. Maybe you imagined it.”

“Well, actually,” Morgana mused, and her brow furrowed over her bright blue eyes, “they have been known to take a stroll every now and then, but the thing is, they must always return to their home--”

“What about Cordelia?” I asked in a rushed voice. “She’s always hovering around in my room.”

“The horny old maid who draws your baths and leaves us breakfast?” Akira giggled. “You just answered your own question, Cole… she always hovers, but she’s never really there. I mean, her spirit is there, but she’s physically in her painting.”

“Wait,” Vesta interjected as she shot us a pensive stare. “When has Cole ever been wrong about something like this? He must be on to something… why would there be an empty painting down here, along with whatever else is hidden in this secret room?”

“That’s true,” Morgana said. “Maybe we can wait for her to return? It’s impossible for a painting to just leave her home for longer than an hour. They need to stick to their portrait in order for their spirit to survive.”

“So, we’ll check again before we leave,” I suggested.

“Good idea.” Faye nodded. “I’m sure there’s an explanation.”

We stood there for a long moment and just stared at the painting. Finally Akira sighed and turned to look at us.

“Well, let’s not stand here like a bunch of squirrels waiting for autumn.” The black-eyed witch smirked. “Let’s check out the rest of this place.”

My coven turned their backs on the empty painting, and I wondered what the hell was going on. Was Morgana right? Would the mysterious woman return?

I shook my head as I followed my coven into the abandoned bedroom, and they immediately began searching through the mountain of books.

“Check out all these books!” I heard Morgana squeal in excitement. “There are hundreds in here.”

“Yeah, at least,” I muttered.

“We should start studying them.” Faye grinned.

The witches huddled around the textbooks, and their eyes lit up each time they snatched a different book. I grabbed a blue one, entitled Abnormal Ghouls and Goblins, and we all sat together and studied our asses off.

Morgana used a quick cleaning spell to spruce the place up, and we ended up studying for hours. The evening quickly bled into night, and we all fell asleep reading by the dim candlelight.

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