After I finished, I looked at the words that were written right there on the paper. I could swear that the second sentence wasn’t there before, but then again, I could’ve been wrong. The last and only time I read them I was pretty freaked out, so it is possible that I missed them before. Yet I still couldn’t shake that feeling that something was off.
I looked around to see if anything had changed until I remembered that I was supposed to let the candle burn all night. So now I was forced to play the waiting game, which is not something I enjoyed. I picked up my phone and looked at the time. Eight o’clock. Damn, too early to go to bed. What on earth was I going to do until then?