Dusk Hall, Night Coven, Plown Forest, Center Mid, England, Mid
As Euanthe parked the car just beside the abandon-looking overgrown church hall, Holly couldn't help but draw a face full of worry and anxiety. Yes, she was already part of the Night Coven now, but it didn't ease her one bit.
The Head of the coven may have accepted her, that didn't mean everyone else in the coven have.
Euanthe got out of the car and headed around to the back passenger door as Holly slowly stepped out from the front passenger seat and looked up at the old church hall in slight admiration... her first time ever really being to one of the coven's buildings. The hell princess grabbed the hypnotic's backpack and duffel bag out of the backseat, closing the door and rounded the car and over to Holly's side "You ready for this?" Euanthe asked, letting Holly take the two bags from her "Not really," the girl answered, slinging the backpack over her shoulders "But I'm here now, so...". "Hey" Holly looked up at the hell princess, being met with a caring warm smile "Hekate said that you don't have to do this if you don't want to and that you can leave whenever you want," Euanthe reminded the girl "A couple weeks to meet and learn about the coven, she said it wasn't a requirement and that plenty who have joined have never stepped foot in the buildings" the princess continued. Holly shook her head "I'm doing this" she said with what little confidence she had, Euanthe gently held her shoulder "If you change your mind, I'm only a text or phone call away" the princess stated, the hypnotic nodding her head before the two entered the old hall.
On the outside, Dusk Hall seemed close to ruins and abandoned yet on the inside, the building was pristine and glorious and every inch was blessed in golden light of the candles and torches of the great hall. All types of witches and warlocks walked throughout the building, some praying and meditating by the pews, few readying the main alter for a ritual, some just talking and hanging around with each other. Holly could feel the warmth of happiness consuming the entire building as her and Euanthe walked down the aisle separating the pews "Princess Euanthe" a elderly witch beamed, bowing her head to the hell princess before turning to Holly "And you must be our newest sister, I'm Beth Green, one of the elders of the coven" the woman smiled as the hypnotic gave a small smile in return. She remembered Beth being present at her 'welcoming and baptism ceremony' a few months ago. "Lady Hekate wishes to speak with you about a couple things in the private chapel, my princess" Beth told Euanthe "Right, remember, you can call and text me whenever" the hell princess told Holly again who nodded her head "Alright hon, have fun" Euanthe smiled, giving Holly a small hug 'goodbye' before heading off to the private chapel to meet with Hekate.

Beth turned back to Holly "Let's get you settled" the elder smiled, motioning the hypnotic to follow her. The elder led the hypnotic out the back door of the church hall and next door to the looming old three-story brick building standing tall behind the hall. A third of the ground floor was a common room with a lounge area and front desk whilst the rest of the rooms on the floor were used as small classrooms for teaching newly joined and new generation witches. "This is Nightfell Manor," Beth stated as her and Holly stepped into the building's common room of brick and ebony wood "After the settling of the Hell Clans in Mid and the after-events of the Haven Wars, Lady Hekate met her most dedicated worshippers and witches here, in Plown Forest" the elder stated, beginning her history lesson on the coven's origins "That is when Lady Hekate formed the first of the Night Coven, one that invited all, even outcasts" she continued. "Nightfell Manor was originally built to house new brothers and sisters, travellers and those just passing through" Beth stated "By 1692, when the realms closed off from the Human Realm, Dusk Hall was built and Nightfell Manor became the housing home for new members and a place to teach them" the elder continued, beginning to lead Holly up the old gothic wood stairs. "The Night Coven accepts the outcasted and new, we also help and volunteer for the community outside the coven's grounds" Beth told Holly "You'll be expected to participate in at least one charity event each six months, it's mostly volunteering a day at a shelter, clean-ups, etc" the elder rambled. 'Once every six months isn't bad' Holly thought as they stepped off onto the second floor of the building "The only segregation is that men's dorms on the right, women's on the left on both floors, only rule in the building is to not destroy any of the property or other people's things" the elder stated "No curfew, performers of harassment are punished by Lady Hekate- no one does it so you'll never get any of it here" Beth assured the hypnotic. 'Probably because they're terrified of Hekate herself' Holly thought as Beth led her down the left of the corridor "Our Lady has sorted a joined room for you with a few of our witchlings" and that's when Holly's heart started quickening and nearly killing her again. Whoever she was temporarily rooming with was most likely going to hate her- her curse has made her half witch half demon, it was the reason why the Rosewood Coven rejected her and hesitantly accepted her cousin. 
Hypnotic witches weren't real witches.
They stopped in front of a room numbered '106' in rusted bronze as Beth knocked on the door. The room's door opened to show a bright green-haired smiling girl of wood brown eyes "Elder Green, good morning" the girl beamed "Hermione Richardson, this is the new witchling I've told you about, Holly Smith" Beth introduced them and the second doing so, Hermione's face brightened even more "Of course- hi! welcome to our room, your new room for... a fortnight, was it?" she double-checked with Beth who nodded her head. "I'll leave you to get Holly settled in" Beth smiled, giving a goodbye to the two girls before heading off down the hall.

Hermione wrapped an arm around Holly's and pulled the hypnotic into the dorm; there were four bunks.
To the left, the bottom bunk was sheeted blacks and browns, seemingly decorated with homemade black-webbed lace curtains threaded through and around the bedposts, a shelf with a few leather bound tomes and decorative skull statuettes, a dusty old clothes trunk sitting up against the foot of the bunk and boxes tightly fitted under the bed and sat unlabelled. The top bunk was sheeted with greens, whites and pinks, real yet non-poisonous ivy growing around and down the top bunk's railing as a good few birch wooden shelves lined a portion of the wall filled with tiny potted flora and succulents, flower-themed pillows loomed at the bunk head. To the right, the top bunk had white and blue sheets with a cream throw-rug laid across the bottom of the bed, the bunk's railing woven with dried palm leaves and shells strung like beads and hung around the woven railing, photos of the beach and family were bluetacked onto the wall and on the saltwater-stained shelf sat a defuser emitting an delicious ocean smell. The bottom bunk sat plain with white sheets, a crocheted navy throw rug and matching cotton navy pillows, an ebony wood shelf standing bare, the standard 'welcome to Nightfell Manor' bed yet someone had gone the extra mile and handmade a dreamcatcher out of sticks, twine, found feathers and rose quartz beads and hung it above the pillows so it was directly overhead whilst sleeping.
"So this will be your bed for the next couple of weeks" Hermione stated, gesturing to the bare navy and white bed before gesturing to the black haired hazel-eyed tired girl sitting on the hot-topic halloween bunk "This is Gabriella Bishop" Hermione introduced the tired teen who gave Holly a slight wave "Some call me 'Bishop'" "Gabby's always tired and dead looking" Hermione assured Holly as Gabriella smiled, as though the words were a heartfelt complement. "She's an inspiring necromancer" Hermione beamed as Holly raised a brow "Necromancer?" "I'm not allowed to be one until I turn twenty one and get a 'learner's' license from the council to start learning about it," Gabriella stated "So at the current moment, they've got me learning spirit and ancestor work, runes and funeral rituals and ceremonies so I have the complete understanding and grasp of the topic before getting my necromancy allowment license" she explained as Holly stood a little surprised. "And I'm a green witch, so expect a lot of plants" Hermione chimed in "C-cool..." Holly hesitantly smiled "Don't worry- whilst here, we'll help you figure out what type of magical talent you have" the green witch brightly stated as the hypnotic's eyes widened a little in worry.

Drift Warden House, Perible, England, Mid
Sunday, August 6th
2:18am
Corey stirred awake, looking around at the room he fell asleep in, still in Angelina's bedroom.
He followed the faint purple-ly light, his eyes widening as he saw the ghostly site of Angelina asleep, wherever she is, dressed in Grey Army issued clothing and the shackles still cuffed onto her wrists. His eyes widened as he instantly bolted off the bed and over to the ghostly form "Ange..." Corey's tired groggy voice choked out as he went to touch her and yet the light and form faded into smoke, leaving him alone, on his knees on the cold wooden floor, tears rotting his eyes as his hand fell through the ghostly smoke and found the floorboards instead.

Rhin Warden House, Ashmaine, England, Mid
9:01am
The laptop rung out with a video call on the dining table before Tord hit 'answer', a live video of Edd and Matt filling the computer's screen whilst Tom quickly ran through the house, tripping into the kitchen and sitting down next to Tord "Hey Tom, hi Tord" Edd brightly smiled "How have you guys been? the house seems like it's in one piece" he said. "Yep, have been the best of friends" Tord somewhat joked, cracking a small laugh out of Tom as Edd raised a brow and Matt's brows knotted a little in confusion "Okay... we'll be back home late tomorrow night" Edd stated before Matt's great grandmother poked her head into the camera view "Tommy! Tord!" the lovely brithday girl brightly beamed. "Hello, Bestemor Tilly," Tord greeted his friend's grandmother "Happy birthday, we wish we could be there" "Thank you, boys" Tilly happily smiled "Maybe next year, we'll have a party at your house-" "Grandma, you're not supposed to be up and about" Matt's mother, Mina, called in the background. Tilly turned towards the direction her granddaughter's voice came from "That licenced idiot has no idea what he's mouthing about, my hips are fine and dandy" the old woman snapped "...we'll see you guys tomorrow" Matt stated right before ending the call.
Tord slowly closed the laptop "Well that was short and awkward" the soldier stated, downing the last of his coffee before getting up out of his seat "Work again?" Tom questioned, raising a brow as Tord sighed "And probably won't be back until late tonight, I've got a lot of paperwork to do that I've been putting off since I've gotten back" the soldier said. "Okay..." Tom mumbled a little as Tord quickly washed up the mug he had used "...if you are too tired to drive home, text me and I'll come get you" the half demon told the soldier who turned around, smiling a little "Thomas, you don't have a mode of transport to drive-" "I'll grab a bus up and drive your car back" Tom stated. Tord laughed a little "Alright, min kjærlighet, I'll text you" he agreed, stepping over and planting a kiss on the half demon's forehead before walking out of the kitchen.