"The Wizard studied him awhile."You truly have an interest in this."James nodded."Then I may be able to help."The Wizard pulled out a pad of paper and...a pen and wrote something down. He then handed it to James."Written on there is the location where a group of Witches practise the arts. They do so only on the three nights of the full moon. The first night is tonight so I suggest you do not dawdle."James looked up at the old man with a grin on his face."Thank you." Your welcome. If you have any. I remember when I finally found her in the student union sitting by herself, so I walked over and said hi. She immediately stood up and hugged me and pointed to an empty chair. I sat down and asked her about her holidays and remember every word of that conversation."Oh, I got a bunch of great stuff. I got a new laptop, so I gave the old one to my younger sister. I got some new clothes, some jewelry, and some gift certificates, and of course, the fridge. And everyone loved the gifts I got them.. "Come along, now," the larger of the two priests commanded. "Screaming will do you no good in this place. You are greatly honored to have been chosen to serve Kathool." My father will have your heads for this!" Her voice was low and intense, but a ragged edge of fear lurked behind her words. Being chosen 'to serve Kathool' meant an agonizing death at the hands of His priests, followed by eons of tortured existence, dancing in the dreams of the Sleeping God until at last one's soul was absorbed. "I wonder," she spoke out loud. "I wonder whether you might like to attend a dinner with me. It's my father's birthday and while it is just supposed to be a family event, I am sure we can make room for you." David could tell from her very delightful frown that maybe they could not make room for him. "I'd love to come!" He said, "And don't worry about your parents, I promise, I will be on my best behaviour."As he wondered where to take the conversation next, the room shook. "Ooh, that was a.