Darkville: Volume 3: Death Is A Powerful Thing

Bloody

"Gosh this looks like a murder scene," Karen muttered.

Karen's pov:

I wiped down the toilet seat and floor in the one stall.

I didn't make it so I went all over the bathroom floor and the toilet seat. It really looks like a murder scene.

"This is annoying," I muttered as I cleaned up the mess.

I ran up to my mom. "Mom!" I yelled. Everyone looked over.

"Yes?" she whispered over. "I'm on my period," I whispered to her. "Oh," she moaned as she looked around at the aisle titles and finds a sign thats titled "Pads and Tampons".

She pointed at the sign. I followed where she was pointing with my eyes and I smile.

I ran to the aisle and grabbed a bunch of Tampons and Pads. Imma take both.

I walked back to the cashier and sees a blood puddle where my mom was. "Mom?"

I didn't know rather to cry or—the blood puddle made me think about the mess I made. "Mom?"

Where is she?

I walked up to the puddle and then look around and see everyone left the premises. "What is going on?" I whispered to myself. I heard a noice at the backroom.

I walked up to the backroom and opened the door; it made a creak. "Hello?" I asked in a tight whisper.

A Basketball rolled toward me in the frigid freezing air and hit my foot. I bent down to grab it and then decided to stand back up because I am wearing a skirt.

My eyes went wide as I saw the Basketball grow spikes for hands with its black stick-like arms and its flappers for feet, it grew eyes and razor sharp teeth and started to grow very tall. It grew so tall, it broke the roof. The roof snapped and police cars starting pulling up.

The sirens and the beast before me started pulling up fear in me. "You killed my mom," I murmured. The thing then growled so loud at me making my hair fly.