Kane
“What do you mean?” I asked him sensing his nervousness.
“These were in Victor's room” Brad pulled out a box, opening the lid, it contained 3 small glass jars and a smaller wooden box. I stood to get a better view of what was inside, Brad slowly pulled out the three jars one at a time placing them on the table.
The first had my name on, the second one displayed Steven, my father and the third my Harold my grandfather, each jar contained a lock of hair both my father and grandfather's were wrapped around what looked like a twig, held on by a small piece of string and dipped in blood. “What are these?” I asked picking up the jar with my father's name on it.
“I'm not really sure, I'm hoping the answer was in the book, sorry Grimoire, that Miss Rose has” he motioned to the stack of bo
