"Where did you get that from, it is not supposed to be in this dimension," he shifted his gaze at me. "How do you have it? He asked as I brought it down.
"I have no idea, I just woke up one morning and it was right beside me," I replied. "Well, what is it? And where does it come from?"
"It was your father's necklace and that pendant was given to him by your mother," he said as he shifted his gaze at the necklace "Can I have a look at it?" He asked, then I handed it over to him.
I waited patiently for him while he examined it. "Impossible," he whispered still with his eyes on the necklace then after a while he lifted his eyes at me.
"So what do you think?" I asked.
"There is no mistake about it being the original piece," he hesitated. "This pendant was enchanted by your mother," he co
