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Last Spring

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Last Spring

Uliana had a look of hope in her eyes. "Talk fast." She ordered Hook.

Hook knew Uliana was serious, so he started talking. "Back in the day, this sketchy villager of the Old Wonder was poisoning the settlers of Roanoke. There was this witch that he was... courting. She wanted to get to the bottom of who the secret killer was in the village. She said she was gonna manifest this demon creature that could sniff out the killer in their midst. A monster that fed on secrets." Hook quickly explained.

Uliana was turned away from the three, and her face went to one of realization. "Secrets, you say." She dragged out 'say'. She then let out a scared laugh.

"Well, that's great because there's no one keeping any of those around here," Uliana stated, lying through her teeth. She hoped Bridget, Charming, and Felix bought it. "How do we kill it?" she immediately asked.

Hook was a bit quiet for a few seconds. "That's a work in progress." He responded.

Uliana didn't say anything as the Croatoan had broken through the door a little. "Work faster.
The damn thing waltzed through my barrier like it was...immune." Uliana franticly said, her voice going to one of realization. "Because only the witch who summoned it can destroy it." Uliana stated.

"That's a problem 'cause she's been dead for, like, 500 years." Hook responded.

Just then, the Croatian broke through the door where Charming was and punched him in the stomach, causing him to be shoved to the ground.

"We're about to die." Uliana exclaimed, scared. "Figure something out." She stated before smashing the telephone down and hanging the call up.

Bridget then looked down at Charming and lifted him up. The four started running, but the Croatoan kicked down the door, causing the four to cover their heads so nothing happened and they couldn't be knocked unconscious.

They continued running, Bridget grabbing the candle that didn't do anything. The Croatoan still followed them, snarling and making whistling noises.

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