Naomi Traps Trevor

Liz’s heart was pounding as she and Trevor went downstairs. Naomi called them from the garage, and Liz went in first, hoping Trevor still wasn’t finding anything off about any of this. It’s almost here, she thought, clutching the spider ring tightly in her pocket, the end of this nightmare.

Naomi had her backs to them, and Liz saw something glowing in her hands. She swallowed, realizing how close the spell was to going off. She glanced at Trevor as he came in, but it didn’t look like he suspected anything. “Susan?” he asked, “What’d you find?”

“Oh nothing,” Naomi began, turning around, “just this.”

She produced the scroll and Trevor’s eyes widened as the scroll glowed brighter, the owl’s eyes expanding widely, becoming twin beams of light that shone directly on Trevor. Liz shielded her eyes from the light, looking not at the scroll, but instead at Trevor who tried to throw up his hands to shield his eyes, but was instead transfixed by the glare of the owl.

Liz saw Trevor’s face twist in pain and then she saw it. The light from the owl revealed Trevor’s soul as he was **** out of Rachel’s body. He looked like himself, only naked, somewhat transparent, and with ashen skin. He struggled, thrashing about as the owl **** him completely out of Rachel and when he was finally out, Rachel fell limp to the floor.

Trevor didn’t seem to be able to move, the light from the owl’s glare trapping him in place. The light also seemed to be destroying him, his skin -- if it could be called that -- looked like it was slowly being peeled away by the light. He was screaming, but no sound came out.

“Look at you,” Naomi sneered, stepping closer, “You made a fool out of me and now I’m the one who’s going to take you down!”

Liz didn’t care. As soon as Rachel was freed from Trevor’s control, she raced over to her and slid the spider ring onto her finger. She felt Rachel stir, but she was still ****. Still, Liz held her close, not wanting to let go of her.

Naomi, again, stepped closer, her grin broadening as Trevor writhed in pain, “I found this scroll in my uncle’s belongings,” Naomi replied, tilting her head as recognition finally lit up in Trevor’s eyes, “yes, you didn’t expect to see me again after you used me, huh?”

Rachel stirred again, her hand moving weakly. For a moment, her spider ring met the light of the owl, and that was all it took. The light flickered, and Trevor lunged at the now defenseless Naomi. “No!” Liz screamed.