They arrived at the Perkins's household and ringed their door bell. A 15-year-old boy with darkened eyes and very anemic look came to open the door and looked in surprise at Sylvia.
"Jennifer? How did you find my house. Didn't I dare you not to remember me?" The boy gasped.
"Oh, so it was you!" Tress raised her fits towards the boy before the boy's mother walked behind him and asked what was the reason for commotion.
Tress and Sylvia explained what they knew and at the same time the boy was lifted by his ear.
"Kyle Perkins! How dare you! I told you that that you should give it back to me. Now look what you've done" The lady, who seemed to be the Bertha Perkins, yelled at her son. "I'm so sorry that the curse has turned out this way. I can only assume you came here to look for answers, yes?"
Tress begun to explain her story as Sylvia explained her dreams about this girl on the phone. Kyle told his own side of the events and it was pretty clear that the curse had consumed one victim in a tragic way. Kyle being only one remembering this girl named Jennifer. Bertha invited Tress and Sylvia inside her home and together they begun to brainstorm ideas how to fix the situation.
"Last time I got lucky and turned this demon into a curse. So let me clear and honest with you when I say this I am an elf princess from another dimension. This wish granting demon is called 'Votum Diaboli' or as I called it Desire Demon. The demons from my realm has many powers and one of them used to grant wishes to those who offered them a gift. Back then I offered them my kingdom and my legacy for eternal beauty but as it turned out the demon rejected my offering and asked if they could inhabit my heart instead. This way they could survive while living dormant inside my near immortal body. I foolishly agreed on their terms and just like the demon disappeared and was inside of me." Bertha explained.
"So I am a half-elf?" Kyle asked as Bertha raised her hair to show her extended knife-like ears.
"Kyle. I'm sorry to crumble your hopes but the worse is about to come." Bertha sighed.
"So as I was saying. I could keep my kingdom and everything I owned but as years went forward my subjects became too old to serve me and newer generations didn't like me as a ruler. Forcing me to resign my role as a queen of the land. The world moved on while I had lost everything I owned. Slowly I saw world repeating the same cycle of war and peace while I lived in midst of it. Thankfully because my gender I could live my life quietly. The moment I got the chance I travelled accross the sea to this foreign land of opportunity and settled in this town when it was still being made one building at a time and people used horses as their main transport." Bertha kept explaining. "At some point cars were invented and rest is history. I became a history scholar and fantasy writer and changed my name multiple times once every century. Now as I am at my 500th birthday the demon woke up and asked if they could use me as a vessel to spread their seeds. I thought that the demon was acting all nice so I gave 1/1000th of it's power to my adopted son Kyle."
"WHAT!?" Kyle shrieked. "MOM! That's not true!"
"I'm sorry it had to come this way but you would have hated me more if I had you as my real son." Bertha explained. "I explain you this tomorrow once we've dealt with this."
Kyle run to his room crying while Tress and Sylvia looked everything escalating. Apologizing if they cause any sudden harm to their family dynamic.
"He had to know this at some point. He would see his mother not aging past their twenties and thinking why I am still twenty while he would be at their fifties." Bertha sighed. "It's hard to live like an immortal sometimes but that's enough of my own background. I think there's only way to reset this and it's to make a real deal with a devil himself." Bertha explained. "I ask the 1/1000th of the power back and I grant you both a free wish of your choice. I won't judge you and I'm not questioning your desire. Whatever the wish will be. I will grant it without any strings attached. So, what will it be?"
Tress and Sylvia looked at each other and asked if they could have a small conversation outside between themselves. Bertha agreed and were given 10 minutes to think about what they wanted to wish for.