My Nightmare | Male Reader X Sarah Sanderson

Spell II

(300 years later, in a classroom the teacher was telling the tell of the events)

Miss Olin: Poor Thackery Binx. Neither his father, his mother, nor anyone else... ever knew what became of him... those 300 years ago. And so the Sanderson Sisters... were hanged by the Salem town folk. Now, there are those who say that on Halloween night... a black cat still guards the old Sanderson house, warning off any who might make the witches... come back to life!

Max: Gimme a break.

Miss Olin: Aha. We seem to have a skeptic in our midst. Mr. Dennison, would you care to share your California, laid-back, tie-dyed point of view?

Max: Okay. Granted that, uh, you guys here in Salem... are all into these, uh, black cats and witches and stuff.

Miss Olin: Stuff?

Max: But everyone here knows that Halloween was invented by the candy companies.

Students: Ohh!

Max: It's a conspiracy.

Allison: It just so happens that Halloween is based... on the ancient feast called All Hallows Eve. It's the one night of the year where the spirits of the dead can return to Earth.

Miss Olin: Well said, Allison.

Max: Well, in case Jimi Hendrix shows up tonight, here's my number.

(Gives Allison a piece of paper with his number on it, class ended and a guy came up to him)

Guy: Max. Fat chance.

(The guy walked away as Max continue to stare till he suddenly heard laughing, and look for the back of the class to see another student seating there, eating an apple)

Guy: You are one funny kid, well don't just stand there go get her.

(Max nodded and left as the guy watched and suddenly in an instant he was gone)

(Max was now on his bike as he caught up to Allison)

Max: Allison.

Allison: Hi.

Max: Hi. Look, um, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you in class.

Allison: You didn't.

Max: My name is Max Dennison.

Allison: Yeah, I know. You just moved here, huh?

Max: Yeah, last week.

Allison: Must be a big change for you.

Max: Yeah, that's for sure.

Allison: You don't like it here?

Max: Oh, the leaves are great, but, I don't know, just all this Halloween stuff.

Allison: You don't believe in it?

Max: What, do you mean, like, the Sanderson Sisters? No way.

Allison: Not even on Halloween?

Max: Especially not on Halloween.

Allison: Trick or treat.

(Allison gives Max back his number and walks away. Max watches her as the guy from earlier looked at the paper)

Guy: Dang, that's gotten.

(Max turned to look at the guy, only to find absolutely nobody there)

(Max is riding home through the cemetery and runs into a couple of bullies)

Jay: Halt! Who are you?

Max: Max. I just moved here.

Jay: From where?