Chapter 1

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1 Year passed. It is Rose's Death Anniversary.

16th January 2018

Guilt. Guilt. Guilt. The words spinning in my mind. Rose's death was because of me. I hate myself. How could I do this? I'm Taylor. I'm supposed to be good. I bet nobody else could say that. All I ever gave people is pain. WHY?! WHY DID I DO THIS?! WHAT DID ROSE EVER DO TO ME?! I need to go to Rose's Death Anniversary now.

10 minutes later

I wore my black dress and my black shoes. I have my hair tied up in a bun. I walk towards Rose's house. I saw something! It was like a flash. It was red. It happened again! What is this?! Suddenly, a face pops up. I scream. When I open my eyes I see nothing. It was vanished. I can feel my heart pounding against my chest. I ran to Rose's house. I never saw something that horrifying. I knocked Rose's house door. I saw her mom crying. Once again the word "Guilt" strikes in my mind. I try to hold my tears back but I couldn't. I burst out crying. Her mom looked at me. She sucked in her tears and hugged me. She asked me what's wrong. I told her my story. I told her about how Rose died. She looked at me in disgust. She started crying. I apologized so many times. She forgave me. I was really surprised. Did she really just forgive me?! I told her we will avenge her somehow. I also told her about what happened to me on the way here. She looked at the window. She looked at the greyish brown house in front of her house.
"The spirit expert's house!" She said wiping her tears.
"Wh.. what is that gonna do?" I asked thinking.
"It's our only way to find information about the face you saw."
"Ok." I said.
We walked to that house. We knocked on the door. The door opened. A old woman came out. She said,
"Hello children. Come in."
We came in and sat down. The woman looked like she was around 100.
"Mrs. ?" I asked confused.
"Mrs. Ballinger." The woman replied.
I told her about the face and flashes I saw.
"Her face was chalk white and scratched. Her hair  and her eyes were blood red. Her lips were carved like Samantha. I saw Samantha in a spirit book so I know about her appearance. Blood dropped from her lips. Her clothes were white and ripped and her hands were full of blood. Her clothes contained blood stains too. She was as fast as lightning. She was really small In height."
"Blood."
"Pardon me?" I asked puzzled.
"Blood. Samantha's child. She left her as a mark in this world."
"What is Blood capable of?" I asked shivering.
"She is stronger than Samantha. She is 1 year old but she is very clever and intelligent. Samantha was not as strong as her because she was not a by birth demon, but Blood is. Blood can transform into anything. She can kill anyone. She blows a whistle when she is about to kill someone. She looks like a doll."
"She definitely does look like a doll." I said remembering her doll like eyes.
"Is there anyway we can defeat her?" Said Rose's mom quickly.
"Well, yes. But it is very difficult. You have to go through a series of tasks and mazes to achieve The Great Angel Knife."
I was about to say something just when Mrs.Ballinger interrupted,
"I can feel that Blood has built a very evil defence around The Death Mirror. Only The Great Angel Knife will break that defence and kill Blood."
"Were ready for anything Mrs. Ballinger. Please take us to the series of tasks."
"Are you sure child? No one has came back from there?"
Rose's mom and I yelled at the same time,
"YES!"
"Ok then, follow me."
Mrs.Ballinger lead the way. She took us to a mirror. The mirror had the galactic alphabet going around it.
"To go through this mirror chant, The sentence written on this paper."
We chanted,
"OH DEMONS OF HELL! WE ARE HERE TO DEFEAT YOU! LET us GO THROUGH!"
Suddenly black and red swirls surrounded me and Rose's mother as Mrs. Ballinger said,
"Good luck."
We are here. It is so dark. Suddenly, a random light pops up. It was time for our first task and we were ready.

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