We must have been flying for half an hour until we reached some mountains we stopped flying and started walking down this hill.
"You live in mountains?" I questioned him. He nodded with a smirk.
We walked for about 20 more minutes until we reached some rocks. I looked at him and at the rocks then back at him.
"Erm this is it? Just rocks?" I ask him.
They both laughed at me and headed towards the gab between two large rocks. Azazel went in first and as Abaddon went to go through he turned round.
"You coming?" He says.
I hesitantly followed him through the dark ally of rocks, it was a tight squeeze so I had to walk sideways. As we went further the small, narrow path started to widen. There was a two foot drop that we had to jump once we did, a light flickered on and in front of me was what looks like a living room. Small wooden sofas with blankets and cushions and in the middle a rock table with newspapers and magazines. He lead me down another small path until another open space but this time a wooden bed and a light was all there was. (Battery lights)
"How did you get the sofa and beds in here?" I ask dumbfounded.
"I made them" he says with a proud smile.
"You'll stay here until it's safe" I nod.
"How will I get to school and college?" I ask.
"I'll fly you don't worry" was all he said before leaving me in my 'room'. I gotta say it's not cold nor hot and it's pretty cozy with this light shining but the only downfall is that it's deathly silent. It can make anyone turn crazy. You can hear your own heartbeat.
"Angelica!" I hear Azazel call me so I walk to where I heard him and saw him sitting with Abaddon.
"Do you know what this place is?" He says with a smirk. I shake my head no.
"It's the Charles Manson cave" I look at Azazel confused not know what he's on about. He shook his head and tooled at me like I was stupid before replying to me.
"There was a man called Charles Manson and he was a serial killer and he drugged a bunch of people with like heroine and made them live in this exact cave and they were all serial killers. He manipulated them into killing people and all around the mountains was his hide out so no one could find him" he said.
"How lovely, thankyou for letting me stay in a former serial/drug dealers hideout cave" I sassily said before going to my 'room' to get some sleep.
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The Hooded figure
Spiritual#completed For 18 year old Angelica it was meant to be a normal day however after bumping into the dark phantom, strange people started to follow her, she started having bad luck throughout the whole day. Why? What did one touch do to make all of th...
