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“I have made up my mind and I am not going to stop now. I chose to stay here as I wanted to help Mrs. Narayani and the owners of this place. I have tried enough but nothing seems to be working out. I cannot go on living like this. I am going to join “The Midnight Blossom” and I am leaving this house forever.”
Ragini was having a conversation with herself. The Midnight Blossom was a small place located close to the woods. It provided services like spell casting, oracle card readings, training on witchcraft, meditative exercises, intuitive readings and connecting with fourth and fifth dimensional beings. The place opened for customers only from 12 am to 4am because none of them would prefer to be seen there in broad daylight for practices like spellwork and intuitive readings were thought of as rituals of the devil and considered as crazy woo-woo stuff.