The mask shimmered and shot straight into the coffin!
In that instant, energy waves poured out from the coffin, all flowing toward the mask!
A chilling presence immediately filled the entire area!
I quickly yanked Watson to safety, pulling her away from whatever was happening.
The mask shook violently in the air as power surged up from the coffin.
I stared at the spectacle above, my face showing clear amazement!
What kind of technique was this? Had the mask actually gained its own awareness?
After a few moments, everything finally settled.
The mask dropped into the coffin, and silence returned.
I walked Watson over to the coffin, reached in, and pulled the mask out, handing it back to her.
"Do you sense anything different?" I asked, worried.
Watson simply shook her head without speaking.
She'd grown much quieter since Jasper Thompson died, or maybe it was because of the mask.
