ParanormalCommunity is hosting a magazine for Halloween!
...or do I mean #WATTOWEEN .
Come read stories and poems gathered from the Collective of the Wattpad Paranormal Research Society, along with featured columns:
*HORRORscopes for October!
* Dre...
Agent #31 hurries towards you and your friends. "Did the Witch send you? Yes? Good." He moves his hand through his dark curls, clearly stressed out. "I wouldn't want to say we're understaffed, we're just dealing with too many things in one night. Yes, that's it. We're over capacity. Is that right? Yes, no..."
He turns away, only to spin around and face your group once more.
"Okay, I really need to get going to the other side of town. It seems a Boogeyman is running rampant there, scaring—"
The man falls silent, staring at nothing in particular for a few seconds before shaking his head and returning his gaze to your group.
"Yes, I really need to go. Okay, so this is the deal. Please just observe the neighbourhood here and if you see anything suspicious: do NOT engage."
He hands each of you a triangular amulet with a gemstone in the center as red as blood—or tomatoes.
"Just focus your thoughts on that and use it to report to the WPRS. Backup will arrive if needed."
Before any of you could speak to ask any questions, Agent #31 disappeared if a puff of white smoke. You all exchange looks but decide to do as asked.
Two blocks over you all halt as you spot a dark figure sitting on the path of the old library. Their back is turned towards you, so you're not sure if the smoke you see is from a cigarette or something more...paranormal. The mask beside them raises even more questions.
You turn to one of your friends, wanting to ask what they think of the situation and how to proceed. Before you can open your mouth to speak, your friend...
{Please tag your group members in the comments below and finish this story in the replies.}
