With her eyes still closed, Krista superheated the air under Sandy’s butt. She yelped and struggled with the door, trying to jump out. Krista smirked and opened her eyes. She took a deep breath and reached for her power. The air shimmered, and everything took on a brighter hue.
Read MoreHe looked around at the blood trail that led from behind him to where I sat. He examined the couch, turning from white to red the longer I sat there. I could feel the blood on my bare skin sticking to the couch as I shifted in my seat. “It was always about fun for you, Sani. That’s why the others made fun of you.”
Read MoreLaughter pierced the fog as I struggled to get back on my feet. I shook my head, slowly adjusting as the world finally stopped spinning. I looked up at my three assailants. One was spinning a chain menacingly, one a pitchfork, and the third held the shovel that they’d already introduced to the back of my head. More menacing than the weapons they were brandishing were their eyes.
Read MoreThe sooty tentacle mist was relentless, though. It writhed and coiled around her, tugging her back, back, back into the darkness. Familiar voices became a whispering chorus singing the same lyrics over and over, “Stay with us, Maggie.”
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