BloodMoon Child | ✔️

Ruby Gem.

The day was dark, cold, and wet. The rain had passed, and I was still walking home alone. I'm only 17, and in senior year of high school. For the past couple of days, I've been having strange feelings in my stomach and head. My mother has asked me what's wrong, and I just tell her my week is coming. But... it doesn't feel that way.

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It's about 4:37 p.m. I've already gotten home and the feeling in my stomach has gotten stronger. My head is banging with pain. I hear voices. Many voices. They say:
" To the Attic, to the Attic. Let us lead you. Blood moon child, to the Attic."
I'm freaking out, but I'm trying to stay calm.

I hear the front door shut and my mother's voice echo from downstairs.

"Liza? Eliza, honey, I'm home!"

" I'm upstairs, mom!", I yelled back.

The voices in my head started up again. Louder, more voices. One, two, three, four...

" To the Attic, to the Attic. Let us lead you. Blood moon child, to the Attic! You must go. You mustn't stay silent. Ignore us and you'll suffer."

I couldn't take this anymore. I'm going insane.

" AHHHHH! GO AWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE! WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?!"
My mother heard me, and her footsteps became louder and closer.
" Eliza?! Honey, what's wrong?!"
" I hear them. I need the keys.", I whisper.
" Where to?", my mother asks, her hand on my shoulder. She sits next to me in my bed.
" To the attic. Blood moon child.", I say.

My mother immediately stood up. She grabbed my hand and grabbed her keys. She pulled down the attic latter and climbed up and unlocked it. The dust fell down from the latter, making me cough and sneeze.
My mother motioned for me to follow her inside.

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She searched up and down. Until she uncovered a medium sized black box.
She unlocked it with another key, and took out a necklace with a hollow ruby gem hanging from it.
" Give me your dominant hand.", she says.
I do.
She takes out her pocket knife.
" Mom, what are you d---".
She makes a small cut in my hand. The blood drips and she opens the hollow gem, filling it with drops of my blood.
" Mom?! Hey!", I try to get her attention.
The gem fills up. She closes it and wipes my hand with a tissue. Mother places the necklace around my neck.
" Now, you are safe. If the voices start up again, tell me immediately. No questions. Now go to your room.", she says, a stern look plastered onto her face.
I don't understand what is going on.
I make my way downstairs towards the bathroom and wash my hand of the remaining blood.

Then, I hear them again.

" The book. Look for the book." The voices say.