'It's never a good sign when your doorbell rings at 3:00 am,' I thought to myself as I threw my robe on to open the door. It kept ringing incessantly as I neared it. I peeked through the peephole and saw that it was my friend Melissa at the door.
"Hi, Melissa," I said as I opened the door.
"Close the door, quick!" she screamed as she hurried inside.
"What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost," I said.
"Did you lock the door, Octavia?" she asked, trembling in fear.
"Yes, I did, but what happened to you?" I asked, worried.
"I was on my way home when I heard screams. I hid behind a tree and, as I peeked, I saw dead bodies scattered around and a man bent over a woman. I crawled away so he wouldn't see me and came here instead," she stammered."
"What, did you call the cops?" I asked; I didn't know what to make of her story.
"No, I didn't call anyone. I just rushed over here," she said while crying.
"Okay, hun, let me worry about that. Why don't you come sit here while I make you a cup of chamomile tea to calm you down?" I asked.
Once Melissa had the tea and went to sleep, I called Jared, my childhood friend who is a detective at the Old Ridge Police Station. I told him everything I had heard. He said he was shorthanded because three officers were on leave and two didn't show up to work without informing. He said he would check on it as soon as possible.
I was in bed trying to fall asleep, but sleep seemed to evade me. 'Who could sleep after hearing a horrifying tale such as the one I just did?'
I was just falling asleep when, suddenly, I heard screams from Melissa's room. As I got off the bed to go check on her, my door flung open, scaring me out of my wits.
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The Darkside
KorkuOctavia is a young witch whose powers were bound by her mother at birth to stop a prophecy from coming true. However, with her mother's death, the binding on her powers comes undone. She keeps her powers a secret from everyone, until her best friend...
