Screaming Colors || Erica Jones

17. don't play with ouija boards- or demons for that matter

[three geeks and a demon: season 1, episode 12]
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Serena was sitting at Benny's Kitchen table facing Evelyn and her mother. She decided to come clean, about everything. The figure she had seen, why it was in the negative of her photo, and that the thing, whatever it was, hadn't disappeared. The worried faces on the two women did not help calm Serena's nerves. "What?" she asked timidity. "Why do you two look like that?"

Felicity and Evelyn exchanged worried glances before turning back to Serena. "Sweetie, do you remember what we told you about Banshees? The true ones?"

Serena shook her head, "I remember what they look like. I remember that I saw one before Dad died and that night in the graveyard. And I know that thing is a banshee, but I don't know why it's here," she said quickly.

"Has anyone else seen the figure?" Felicity asked instantly.

Serena took a deep breath in, "If someone has, they haven't mentioned it to me."

Evelyn cleared her throat, "Serena. If a banshee is here in Beacon Hills again, and it hasn't come to awaken your powers. That can only mean one thing."

Serena looked extremely confused, "Which is what? What does this mean."

"If a banshee sees the creature in its true form. It means someone's gonna die."

Serena woke with a start, a scream coming from her open mouth. She heard a shattering noise and she immediately turned to her right, placing her head over her heart. The mason jar on her bedside table had burst into a million pieces. She sighed, trying to steady her rapid breathing as she got off of the bed and reached for her dustpan.

This same thing had been happening every night since Evelyn and Felicity had told her the news. Serena had no idea why, the one thing she did know was that she was running out of mason jars.

Serena jumped slightly as she felt a faint buzzing in her pocket. Her heart began to race and she pulled her phone out of her sweatpants. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw who was calling. "Sarah," she breathed out as she picked up the call. "I thought you were babysitting the dork tonight?"

'I am,' Sarah sounded through the phone. 'That's kind of why I'm calling. Do you know how to fix a TV?'

Serena repressed her urge to laugh as she shook her head. "No offenses, Sarah, but does it look like I know how to fix a TV?"

Sarah winced, 'Uh, yeah. I honestly should've guessed. Okay, another question. Would you want to eat leftover pizza while we wait for the TV to be fixed?'

Serena shrugged, "Sure, I honestly don't have any other plans tonight."

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