The old woman frowned as she examined the writhing bug inside the jar. “This thing is huge! Whoever raised it has no regard for her own life.”
She explained, “She’s been feeding this thing directly with her own blood and flesh, all just to harm you. She’s absolutely desperate.”
Her face darkened as she added, “But this isn’t an ordinary curse. This is a pair of bonded cursed insects, called a Twin Hex.”
I gasped, “There’s a pair? Then, where’s the other one?”
The old woman’s brows furrowed as she pondered, her expression grim. “I didn’t realize she was using Twin Hex until now.
“The bugs must be raised with the blood of a man and a woman. The second one is naturally not on her. They’re both raising the bugs to hurt you, determined to sacrifice your life for this.”
My heart sank as the realization hit me–it had to be Hector. However, Hector hated bugs. There was no way he would let something like this crawl on him, let alone cling to him. Hence, the other bug was surely not on him but somewhere in the house.
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