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The Whispering Woods - Part 4

Age:12
Words 256
Summary: Lola and Draco went to investigate. The twins found the dark magic....

Lola and Draco moved cautiously through the trees, their wands raised, senses on high alert. The deeper they went, the thicker the dark magic became. It clung to the air like fog, pressing against their skin, making it harder to breathe.

“Do you feel that?” Lola whispered.

Draco nodded stiffly. “It’s stronger than before.”

The woods were unnaturally silent. No wind. No rustling leaves. Nothing.

Then, a whisper echoed through the trees.

Lola froze. “Did you hear—”

Before she could finish, the shadows shifted.

A cold voice slithered through the air, barely above a whisper.

"You should not have come."

Lola and Draco spun around, their wands lighting up the darkness.

But there was no one there.

Then, the ground beneath them shook.

Draco grabbed Lola’s arm. “We need to go. Now.”

But the darkness had other plans.

The shadows moved, stretching toward them, reaching like skeletal fingers. The trees groaned, twisting unnaturally, trapping them in place.

And then—

The whispers turned to laughter.

Cold, hollow, familiar.

Draco’s blood ran cold. “No…”

Lola’s grip on her wand tightened. “It can’t be.”

But the voice in the darkness disagreed.

"Did you truly think I was gone?"

A shape began to form in the swirling shadows, a figure from their worst nightmares.

Lola’s breath caught. “Impossible.”

Draco’s voice was filled with fury. “We killed you.”

But the figure only smiled.

And the woods closed in.