The supernatural?..... seriously?

My luck sent me to psychopaths.

Word count: 904.

It's been days since the little interaction between Dan and Dallon. Brendon has been around Dallon since then, just to make sure that his tall glass of water is okay, which were Brendon's exact words.

Angelique and... Charlie haven't talked to each other yet, mostly because Angelique tries her best to avoid the other woman. Just because Charlie used to be her girlfriend, but doesn't remember, doesn't mean that she still likes Angelique, right? That's what Angelique is telling herself each day.

Dan hasn't woken up yet, which maybe is for the best because Brendon is still pissed about what happened. Chris asked PJ to help him out with something....

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"You're sure that this is a good idea? I mean Gale cast out all of the protection spells, right?" PJ asked pure out of confusion, because if. If Galadriel hadn't cast all of them, she would have told them. The two men were standing in front of a big old oak tree with a strange symbol on it. Chris looked up from the spellbook he was holding, his eyes narrowing at his friend. "Yes, of course! Galadriel said that she hadn't gotten the time, 'cause she was tired or something." Chris simply explained as he softened his face a bit. "Why'd you ask?"

PJ shrugged in response. He didn't know exactly, but ever since they got here Chris was acting strange and mysterious. "I don't know, just wondering I guess." PJ said. Chris raised his brow at him. "You're a weird lad, PJ." Chris chuckled. "Let's go! We have work to do!"

And with that said, Chris began to chant the spell.

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Charlie was walking down the small hallway, she didn't even know where she was going. She haven't seen anyone the whole day. Except Brendon and some other guy, She didn't remember his name. Charlie immediately felt a warm sphere around the two man.

Charlie was startled by a sudden sound at the end of the hallway. It sounded like voices, a lot of voices. And they were having a conversation.

"Jack no, it's too early! Besides, Dan isn't awake yet!" Charlie heard Angelique's soft voice which was followed by a harder voice with a Irish accent "We're running out of time, Ann! The Ezekai will find this place eventually!" The unknown Irish voice spoke.

This caused Charlie to be confused. (What is an Ezekai? And why are they looking for them?)

The voices came closer and, because Charlie didn't want to let them know she was listening, she ran into the first room she saw. She closed the door and let out a relieved breath. Hopefully they didn't know.

The young woman looked around the room for a second. She hasn't been in this room before, did she?

Her eyes gazed at a, hopefully unconscious, young man. The man had brown hair and looked tall. Curiosity killed the cat. Charlie touched the man's cheek, that felt squishy underneath her index finger.

She moved her finger down to the brown haired boy's neck. Just to check he was in fact unconscious.

Charlie was taken aback by a dark energy that went through her whole body. She quickly pulled her hand away. (Where's is his heartbeat?!) She practically yelled in her mind. (Why is there a dead body here?!)

Charlie started to panic. (Is this why the people called The Ezekai after them?!) "Oh dear lord." Charlie whispered, scared the might hear her. "Shit I need to get out of here!" She ran towards the door, quickly opening it. Unfortunately, Charlie bumped into  someone.

It was a man, slightly shorter than her. With brown hair, that was dyed green at the top. He had big blue caring eyes, but Charlie knew not to be fooled by them.

(Shit!) Charlie pushed the man aside, almost making him lose his balance, before running away.

She no idea where the hell she was going, Charlie was letting her instincts guide. Hoping it would do a good job.

She ran into a room, that looked like the kitchen. And of course, it was filled with people. (Thank you instinct, you did great.)

"Charlie? What's wrong?" Angelique asked. Charlie could clearly see that Angelique was surprised by her facial expression, which was filled with horror. "Have you've seen a ghost?!" Brendon joked, still standing close by man's side.

"N-No, of course not!" Charlie forced a smile, she knew that if she said something that sounded a little bit off,  that she'd be as good as dead. Why is it her luck to be found by psychopaths.

"Ann! Charlie found Dan!" Charlie heard the familiar thick Irish voice yelling out loud. The man with the green hair ran into the room, not realizing that Charlie was in the room also. "Oh" was the only thing the man said when he saw Charlie.

They all looked at Charlie in shock. Charlie knew she was scewed.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?! Why is there a dead body in this house?!" Charlie didn't meant to say that out loud. (I'm so screwed.) She thought.

They all stayed silent, Brendon and Angelique locked their eyes for a moment. "What dead body?" Brendon tried to get out of Charlie's question.

"Yeah! What dead body?!" A unfamiliar voice said.

Taking everybody else, including Charlie, by surprise.

The all looked at the direction of where the voice came from.

Charlie gulped, it was the 'dead body'.

A/N: sorry that this chapter is shorter than the other chapters, but I have a lot at my mind right now. I'll be back quick with a new chapter. Pinky promise!

Bye!