The Night

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It was a cold, winter night when Timothy decided to spend some of his time at the bar. He gathered his things, before walking over to there. He ordered his usual beer, by his usual bartender, Sandra. She would have worked her night shift over there everyday. "So, Sandra. How's it going?"
"Pretty good, I guess." Sandra has shoulder length, blonde hair. Sandra would have cleaned out a glass putting it in a back shelf. She would then turn around and pop open a beer and drink out of it.
"Your drinking on the job." He took the beer from her, and Sandra quickly took it back from him.
"I'm thirsty." She said. She drank the rest the beer.
All it was going to do is make her get even more quote on quote, thirsty her just let her do it because she always had a long night. "You know, I could walk you home tonight. You always get off pretty late." He said.
"Nah, I'll be alright." She took a bag of chips from under the counter. She would eat out of a chip out of the bad, looking at the TV. A commercial for Cheryl Blossom Entertainment came on the TV. "She's pretty hot, don't you think?" She said looking back at him.
"I mean, I guess. I'm more out for guys though." He said as he drank out of the beer bottle. He would look into his phone, having a text from his boyfriend at the time. "I have to go, just go ahead and close down the bar and I'll walk you home."
"Fine." Sandra was the type of person that was hard to please. She tried to talk a lot to people because that's what she thinks that helps her well, fit in? Sandra kicked everyone out, while Timothy waited on her behind the bar. Sandra would pick up her things, and walk out of the bar. Her and Timothy would start to walk. "Have you ever heard of The Night legend?" Timothy asked her.
"Never have. What is it about?"
"If you say The Night three times in a row, every other time you say it's name, you turn into it." He said.
"Well shit, I'm a daredevil lets try it. Rock Paper Scissors?" She asked him.
"Sure."
"Rock Paper Scissors." they said. Sandra would land on paper, and Timothy would land on scissors.
"Fuck." She said. "Alrighty, then."
"Go."
"The Night, The Night, The Night." Sandra's voice would go deep at the last two words, as her face would turn read and skull like, and her hair would fall out. She would had transformed into a powerful entity called, The Night.
"Fuck what did I just do."
There was an array of dark shadows that swarmed after him.
"Lumos." He said as a great light shined from his wand. He then started to walk back some, as Sandra or, 'The Night', resembled a dementor. The Night then then levitated into a corner, disappearing into the darkness.

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