I followed Crimson through the tombstones until we came upon the crypt I had found open before. Or at least in my dreams. She stopped at the door of the crypt and turned towards me.
"Nervous?" she asked
"Yeah, a little.."
"You'll be fine. They'll love you."
"They..?"
"Yes, They. Meaning Astaroth and his siblings. They make up the Council. Astaroth wanted to meet you personally before though."
"I thought I was just meeting Astaroth...." I said shyly as I nervously started to chew at my lip.
"Don't worry about it, you'll do fine!" She smiled at me and grabbed my hand pulling me into the crypt and closing the door. "Lend me a hand?" she asked as she started pushing the lid off the cement coffin.
Moving the lid uncovered a flight of stairs. It was so weird, like something I would have only imagined. I'd seen it in so many movies that I never thought someone would actually do it. She stepped onto the stairs and took my hand, leading me through the dark, cold, unknown.
The stairs seemed never ending. It felt like we had been walking down them for 10 minutes now. We reached what seemed to be the bottom as there was some old fashioned looking tomb ahead of us.
I watched as Crimson felt along the walls as if she was looking for something. Suddenly, one of the walls started to open up.
"you guys are full od surprizes aren't you?" I giggled playfully.
"we just make sure if someone does end up getting down here, they won't find our hangout." Crimson said as she started to head through the now open wall. I followed shortly after.
Once inside, the wall closed behind us.
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Cryptically Departed
RomanceMeet Amethyst, the enigmatic outlier in a family of hippies, residing in the dreary city of Vander. While her kin embraces a free-spirited lifestyle, she stands out as the cryptic goth amidst them. Enduring ridicule for her distinctive choices and s...
