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"Run as fast as you can and get as far away as possible!", the very last words I heard from anyone I ever cared about, as I ran for my life.

I ran to the only place I knew, the family farmhouse. When I got there, I went straight into my parent's room and grabbed torches, batteries and our family trip bag. Then I went into  the kitchen to grab as much food and water I could fit into my duffel bag. Finally, I went to my room grabbed my fake ID, drivers licence, photos and a blanket. By the time I reached the door to the cellar, I was drenched in sweat and I finally had my bag with all the stuff in it on my back.

I got to the cellar and moved half of our stuff to get to the secret hatch that I had only heard my parents whisper to each other about, that lead to our city house. I opened the hatch and jumped down the hole. When my feet hit the floor I crashed down to my knees and was surprised to find that I had landed on a pile of pillows. Before I even got to my feet I grabbed one of the torches out of my bag and had a look at my surroundings. I saw straight away that there were bags of meat and scarlet liquid.

When I got a closer look I saw that the bags were labelled. The meat was labelled Werewolves. The bags of scarlet liquid, which up close I could tell that they were bags of blood, were labelled Vampires. Once I read that, I immediately grabbed handfuls of them and put them in my pockets and bag. I made sure that I had everything that I thought I would need and started my journey through the maze like tunnels.

I ran out of batteries within half an hour, so I had to use a spell that covers my body in flames to light the way. I also got attacked by two vampires and a werewolf but I threw the meat and blood bags away and they got straight off of me so I ended running like a big flaming target. I had a lot less encounters while I was on fire.

I am guessing it was because they realized that I am a warlock and since I am, they probably realized that if they bit me they would die. But anyway it took me about two months to get through the tunnel and into the basement of our city house.












hello author here this story will have slow updates because i am going to write, look over and edit each part like five times. so be very warned about painfully slow updates. so please don't give up on me!!! see you next chapter hopefully!

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