Earlier that day: "Those glowing red eyes in the dark... after the attack.. it Had to be her! It just had to be the witch..." Dormen Said under his breathe.
"What if it wasn't?" Peter said, rubbing the treatment on the back of his head.
"IF! REMEMBER THAT PETER!" Dormen yelled, snarling and unleashing his black, cold claws. More horns coming out from his skull.
"WHAT'S GOING ON!?" Alexander roared as he burst through the door, only to see Peter on the floor and the window wide open.