Chapter 1

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Ever have nightmares, where no matter how hard you try you can't seem to wake or move your body. Yes, this was one of those nightmares, or so I thought. 

I was standing inside the iron circle, on the third floor of a Victorian house. My rapier in one hand and some iron filings in the other. Lockwood was on the first, George on the second and Holly was in the basement, where the miasma was the weakest.

 We'd planned to meet at the first floor in about half an hour. I had 2 more minutes. So, I scanned my surrounding once again, checking for visitors. One more minute. 

I stepped out of the circle, expecting to be hit by some strong miasma but, nothing happened. I sighed. The time had passed, the others were probably downstairs waiting for me. I wanted to do one more thing, it wouldn't matter if they waited for a minute more, would it?

 I traced my hands on the walls of a big Victorian bedroom. The memories hit me like a bullet. There were voices, loud but distant then the voices were no more than a whisper, but they were sinister. Then a picture popped into my head, which was odd, of a lady in her mid 20's. I removed my hands from the wall and went downstairs to tell the others. I was excited for some reason.

My hand hovered above my rapier as I made slow calculating steps. On the last step, I saw a familiar figure standing near the fireplace, an eerily glow covering them. I paused, "Holly?" I questioned. 

I gripped my rapier ready to take it out if needed. My other hand hovered over the iron filings. 

"Lucy. . ." it spoke, "Lucy."

It didn't turn around, "What are you doing?" 

Slow and deliberate, I stepped closer. It was silent, except for the sound of breathing


" Lockwood! George!" I yelled, failing miserably at hiding my emotions. Holly slowly advanced on me, I tried to use my rapier but I just couldn't move my arm, I couldn't hurt my friend. Then finally George and Lockwood came, I stifled cry when I saw them. They were both shining. " You did this to us, Lucy!" All of them yelled. " I am sorry" I said, it was getting harder not to cry. "First, you kill us and then you ask for forgiveness?" Lockwood bellowed.

 They lunged at me, the railing broke. I screamed.

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