I lay on the cold stone floor in the old church. Katherine lay with the haut, retour au début of her head opposite the haut, retour au début of mine, so I couldn’t see her. I could see that Bonnie was trying to stay strong but I could see it in her eyes that she was just as scared as I was.
“Are you…comfortable?” she asked awkwardly. I nodded weakly and she rifled in her pocket. She pulled out the piece of paper that contained the spell and placed it down beside me. She hovered her hands over my cœur, coeur and began to chant. I couldn’t understand her words. Soon, I began to feel strange. My head began to ache plus and plus and soon it was terrible. Then it became agonising. Then it became unbearable. Then, it became excruciating. I screamed and I could hear Bonnie’s sobs as she continued to chant. She was unable to stop due to Katherine’s compulsion. I couldn’t move; my hands were literally locked at my sides. My head felt like it was about to explode. My cœur, coeur beat faster and faster. I shook violently and it became harder to breathe. It was like I was being choked. I writhed and screamed, but soon I couldn’t scream any more, I couldn’t breathe. I tried to open my eyes but it was impossible. And then all of my pain disappeared. I felt warm and contented. I opened my eyes to see Bonnie with tears streaming down her face and shaking me. I reached out my hand to tell her it was ok but she didn’t respond. I began to rise up and soon I was floating above them. I felt so at ease and relaxed; all my stress and worry had gone completely. I looked down to see my lifeless, cooling corpse laying still. I was dead. My soul was just floating in mid-air. But it didn’t seem to matter.
“Witch! Hurry up! Continue the spell!” I heard Katherine order. Bonnie immediately and obediently obeyed due to the compulsion and began to chant something different. But before she began, I felt as though I was being pulled upwards, and I wanted to follow. A warmth consumed me and I closed my eyes. I wanted to let myself be taken further into the warmth.
“NOOOO!” I heard someone scream. I opened my eyes slowly to see Damon- my dear Damon – at the doorway of the church, eyes wide. He rushed to my dead body’s side and doubled over as he realised I was gone.
“WHAT HAVE toi DONE!” He cried out angrily. He began to advance on Bonnie.
“NO! Damon, if toi interrupt this now there’s plus of a chance that you’ll never see her again! Just wait!” Bonnie sobbed. He couldn’t seem to move. Tears ran down his face. The pull of the warmth was counteracted par another pull. I wanted to fight this one. I struggled but it was strong. I felt as though I was being pulled apart. I was being dragged towards Katherine. As I got closer and closer I grew colder and colder. I heard Katherine begin to scream. I saw her writhe and convulse as I neared her. She tried to déplacer but couldn’t. As soon as I touched her, everything went black.