AMELIA's pov

After visiting with the witch, Noah and I set back out to head home.

While still walking back home, I slowed down, when I saw a group of people all moving together, heading in down the toward the end of the street.

"Now, what could be going on down there?" I murmured, holding Noah closer to me.

"Maybe it's a party?" Noah suggested. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, and he craned his neck to see ahead of us. 

"It's possible." I considered, "I mean they are all ...