The darkness will rise again

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Michael's: POV

-Flashback-

February 15th 1692: Salem

I woke up in the middle of the night by someone banged on the door. Katherine and Emily woke up too. Adam picked up Bridget from her crib. I opened the door and saw the mayor and guards.

(Adam)

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(Adam)

(Michael)

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(Michael)

(Katherine)

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(Katherine)

(Katherine)

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(Timothee)

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(Emily)

"I'm sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night, but I have been told that you and your children are doing witchcraft." he said. I played surprised.

"Witchcraft, that's ridiculous." I replied. "A woman saw you walking around alone earlier this evening." said John. "She must've been mistaken." I replied. "I'm sorry." he said. "No." I replied and a flame came up in my palm. I got arrested and was taken to the square. I was tied to a wodden stake.

"We are gathered here today to witness the trial of Michael Jackson for doing witchcraft." said the judge. I saw Adam penetrate through the crowd. "No, not my husband." he screamed and two guards had to hold him back.

"The darkness will rise again and call me back. I will have my revenge." I said. Burn him." ordered John. A man put fire on the wood and the villagers cheered. I heard Adam screaming.

The fire licked my bare feet and I coughed

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The fire licked my bare feet and I coughed. The smoke was stabbing in my eyes and I could not see my daugthers. The lungs screamed for oxygen and I was losing consciousness. I passed out and everything went black.


-End of the flashback-


I feel for them



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