Room 208, Sunday evening

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt was in his room, relaxing after a rather interesting encounter with Lana. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

Right now he was waiting for Chris to show up so they could figure out a spell to get their stolen senses back. Pity he couldn't see, because then he might realize he had lipstick marks all over his face.

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[blessed_twice]

"I remember it," Wyatt said. "Ancient power, help us this hour, take her voice so she can say no words because she says things best left unheard." He paraphrased a little so as to not cast the spell accidentally again.

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Chris couldn't hear what Wyatt was saying, but it seemed like he was forming the words Chris had written on the page.

"Okay, so give me a minute," he said. "I think I know how to fix it."

[blessed_twice]

"Cool," Wyatt said. And then there was a knock at the door.