"I still don't know why you bought that, Matt." Edd remarked as he closed the door behind him. Matt pouted, holding the pouch of black dust he had bought from the Magic Store closer to his chest.
"It was my money." He muttered. Tord rolled his eyes, hands shoved in the pockets of his hoodie. He had gotten a knife from the Magic Store that apparently was poisoned. Eh, a knife is a knife. Edd had gotten a magic cola can that (apparently) never ran out, and Tom had gotten nothing. Matt opened the pouch of dust slightly to see what it was, still walking. It was black and sparkly. Matt was tripped by Tom's shoes, laying on the ground.
"Oh sh-" The pouch of dust went flying, covering all four of them in the sticky black substance.
"Aw, really, Matt?" Edd cried, exasperated. He suddenly felt dizzy.
"Wait, what did the lady at the store say this stuff does, again?" Tord slurred.
"Uh... something about demons?"
"Oh, well then." Edd said before passing out. Everything went dark.
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Truth
FanfictionAfter a weird mirror from the magic store sucks them in, Edd, Matt, Tom, and Tord have to deal with their Shadows- creatures made from the worst parts of their subconscious and their deepest, darkest fears.
