Alarms erupted in a barrage early this morning that could have awakened even the most chronic sleeper. But while others roused, Sabrina lay still, trapped by nightmares of an elusive girl--similar to herself in stature, yet utterly different in every other way.
These apparitions were equally startling because of their similarities to her mother. Sabrina entered the bathroom, her fingers tracing the now-infamous birthmark. Something was happening, and as her gaze lifted to the mirror, she appeared sallow and pale, her eyes shifting between different tints.
She gripped the counter for support, struggling to stay upright as audible thumps resonated from the next room. From the beginning, her friends had believed Sabrina received support from various housemates, but when she opened the door, the hallways were deserted--or so she thought.
"Did you make coffee?" Tatum asked, striding inside.
Sabrina sneered and shut the door.
"I'm sorry," Tatum said. "I assumed we were going to campus together."
Sabrina passed through the kitchen without a word and opened a cupboard door.
"Is everything alright?"
Sabrina forced a grin and arranged the mugs.
"Fine," she insisted. "Just under the weather."
Tatum groaned. "If you say so."
Sabrina smiled naturally enough, but she wanted to change the subject.
"Did you see Lyndsey?"
Tatum nodded. "Yeah. Always enthusiastic."
Sabrina raised a brow. "Not surprising. She's upbeat about everything."
Tatum shrugged. "True, but there are benefits to knowing the sisterhood."
Sabrina moved gradually toward the window as Lyndsey and others assembled outside--everyone except Trina and Jasmine.
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The Dark Society
Mystery / ThrillerA powerful family of occultists unexpectedly disappear and for the next twenty years they live within society like normal people. However, as the eldest daughter reaches her 18th birthday the curse of a forgotten bloodline returns, along with the me...
