Ten Years Later: Katila Axia

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I was in the grocery store buying some groceries. I picked up some food to cook and cat food for my cat. As I was looking down crossing out items off my list.

I see this short girl trying to reach for something on the top shelf. She wore dark blue jeans, black converse, and a dark red hoodie with the hood up. I walked up to her and helped her grabbed what she wanted which was a cereal brand. "Thanks miss." She thanked me. Her hood was a bit big on her so it covered her face. The only physical description besides clothing was her hair tied into twin braids. "No problem." I said walking down the aisle. What I didn't notice that behind my back she slipped something into my basket of things I was carrying.

Upon checking things out I found a white envelope. "I don't remember this being in my basket." I spoke to myself. I turned the letter over and saw my name on it. "That's odd.....who could have put this in here." I questioned myself. I put the envelope in my jacket pocket and proceeded to head out to my car. I put the groceries in my car and started to drive home. However that white envelope still messes with mind of who could have placed it throughout the journey home.

As soon I arrived home I threw the letter in a plate full of other mail and started putting everything away. Hours later I forgot about the envelope I was gonna step outside to do some light reading but I looked at the plate full of mail and saw that one envelope.

It's gonna bother me if I don't know what's it about. I took the envelope and sat on the porch swing. I opened it and inside was an item and a letter. I took the item out to examine it and it was a crystal. I looked more in the envelope to find out more about this and end up finding it. A notecard with a note. But for some reason this handwriting looked oddly familiar for some reason.

I read the small notecard and was taken aback for a moment.

I remember back in high school me and most of the people in our group were interested in witchcraft. We would read spell books and look at crystals like a amethyst or a quartz. I wonder if anyone in the group is still interested in those sorts of things now Katila Axia.

The note was rather odd and knows a bit about my high school life. I grabbed the envelope once again and pulled out the letter. I unfold it and began reading it. I stood up from the bench and lean against on one of the beams that stood in the front porch. After I finished reading the letter I looked out into my driveway processing what the letter said.

If the letter declares what it says then I might as well check it out for myself. I went back inside to grab my keys and set food out for my cat. Soon after I left my home to go to a place that the letter told me to go. It better not be some sick prank.

....but what if it isn't.....

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