Jonathan hung up the phone immediately. The phone dropped to the ground and as it hit the dirt it fell through as if it were quick sand. "What the hell." Jonathan said to himself. Before he had the time to think he felt himself slipping through as if he were his phone.
Meanwhile Beth looked at an unconscious Sam lying on the ground. Something or someone had hit the back of Sam's head and made a run for it. As Beth checked Sam for a pulse she heard something above her. Before she knew it a body fell ontop of her, squashing her body into the ground.
"OW GET OFF ME!" she yelped.
"I'm sorry," the person replied. She recognised the voice.
It was Jono! "Beth?" he questioned. "Ahhhh yeah why are you here and why are you ontop of me?" she replied. "I don't know, I just drove all the way up here to get Jordan and he burst into ash and now I'm..."
Before Jonathan could finish his sentence he felt a loss of control. He moved in to grab Beth. "Get away from me!" Beth yelled as she dodged his hands. Jonathan looked for anything he could get a hold of.
A massive stick was lying on the ground next to Sam. Jonathan grabbed the stick and started hitting Sam until her lifeless body took what looked to be her final breath. Beth cowered in the corner reaching for a rock nearby.
She picked up the rock and got ready to throw it. Her hand swung backwards and as the rock was about to be released someone grabbed her hand behind her.
"I'm sorry beth but that's not how the game works," the voice said.
YOU ARE READING
Master of the Candle
ParanormalEight friends go on a road trip down South. Along the way they meet other friends and see an abandoned house. Unaware and unsuspecting these friends stay at the house. Death hangs fresh in the air and trusts are broken with each passing moment.
