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Was she possessed by some kind of demon? The tension around the elaborate dinner table was unbearable. No one spoke. The only sound was the intermittent tinkle of a spoon or fork. Isabelle started when her grandmother harshly broke the silence. "There's a score to settle, child. It's up to you." "Yes, grandmother. Don t worry. I'll take care of everything, I promise," Isabelle said, staring mesmerized into her grandmothers eyes, pale and hard as diamonds. She had a mission to carry out.