“Oh yea then why are we standing in the dark right now? Why haven’t you turned on any lights?”

“They were on when you got here Alice, obviously you must’ve messed with them on your way in here.” Bette said turning on the lamp on the small table next to the couch.

“Bette, we have not moved no more than two feet away from that door until now. Whatever light you think you had in your apartment, was you.” Alice said and saw how Bette badly wanted to laugh at her. “I’m serious Bette.” Alice whined back.

“Bullshit, Al do you actually hear yourself right now? How is that even at all possible?” Bette yelled back and switched off looking between all three women. Neither of them could even come up with an answer as to why this could happen.

“Ok, what were you doing when we came in?” Carmen asked, finally finding her voice.

“I was about to get in the shower, I’ve been asleep for two days and I don’t like the way I feel right now.” She answered back with attitude.

“Ok well may be this has something to do with the potion you drank.” Shane said.

“Uh uh , no fucking way! I’ve made that potion a million times and never has anyone had a reaction like this, there’s something else.” Alice said moving closer to Bette looking her up and down as she slowly circled her body. Bette looked at herself defensively and tried really hard not to push Alice away from her.

“What? Al what the fuck are you doing?”

Alice just cocked her head to side as she stopped and looked Bette directly in the eye suspiciously with a squint and asked, “What happened in the dreams Bette?”

Immediately, as soon as Bette’s mind received the question so did her body and the light broke free again this time more blinding than before.

“Jesus!” Alice screamed as she backed away and fell onto the couch with her arm thrown over her eyes. Bette looked down at Alice and then looked at Carmen and Shane, their eyes were now a searing red and their breathing had increased significantly and was growing exponentially stronger and deeper by the second, they looked as though they were about to tear each other apart. Shane dove forward smashing Carmen into a wall leaving a body shaped imprint through Bette’s drywall as she pressed her lips into Carmen and her hands were tearing at her clothes.