 SPNer | Whovian | Sherlockian | | Artist | Cornhusker | Blackhawks
Cassidy was almost sobbing at this point. The fear so immense it made her heart race. Then she heard the headmaster's voice. It was just enough to pull her out of her trance ever so slightly. Light. She needed to make light. She grabbed her wand and looked down at it, prying her eyes away from the horror in front of her. "Lu-umos." She muttered between sobs. A faint light appeared. She knew that would not be enough. She took a few deep breathes, trying to calm down enough to produce enough light to get out of this dreadful mist. "Lumos." She was able to muster a brighter light. Hopefully it was enough for one of the professors to find her because she was still afraid to move.
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