Some sort of yipping could be heard. No one really knew what it was saying. Maybe it was a fox since no one knows what a fox is saying.
And that would explain the sound of the bookcase falling over, thankfully unicorns weren’t real. Ira opened his door and then closed it, his room was an utter mess. “AVA.” He screamed, he knew calling for this other foretellers wouldn’t really help but in the moment it was all he could think of. “HELP.”

















