Old Castle ✔ (Completed)

MY LIFE IS A MESS.

The doctor said," I am very sorry..."
That's when Mrs. Marlee completely lost it. She started bawling. I mean everyone including me started crying. But not as loud as Mrs.Marlee.

Then the doc said,"Let me complete. He is not dead but he is in comma. We will give him 2 months. If he wakes up in that much time then he is alive or ..."

There was a sigh of relief but still everyone was crying. Who know when he'll wake up.

Nothing happened till one week after that. Then I got a call from Elizabeth. She was crying. Tears of happiness though. "Colin woke up! And he is getting better by the minute. He even got rid of the plaster on his head. Next month he will get rid of the plaster on his hand and leg."

I said that I'll be right there. This time I went to Sam's house. Then from there we went to the hospital.

He was there awake. We then did a group hug. We were all happy. We sat there for like 5 hours. Then I went home and told my parents. They called the Marlees and congratulated them.

That night we were watching the news. There were more murders. This time from 2:00-4:00am. 30 more murders!!! It was happening after a whole week. The next day we had to go to the funeral of Mrs. Smith 's daughter. She was just 5 years old. And the thing is I have met her daughter, Jinelia. She is very sweet and cute and small. She was also murdered. The police found the fingerprints of a dead person.

That's when I knew what was going on. The scratches, the fingerprints?! What more proof did we need? I knew it was the doing of the witch cult.

Then slowly the murder amount increased. A curfew was held. All the 4 of our families decided to stay in one house, The Marlee and Wendy mansion. It's the perfect place for 10 people. And only 6 people stay there. So we thought that we should stay there.

All the houses were on lockdown. Everything latched and boarded and locked. There is no way anyone can break in. That was the case in all houses. There were more police patrolling on the streets.

That night there were still more murders. 59 to be exact. In 3 hrs. And fingerprints found were of dead people. One of the fingerprints surprised me. It said... LUCINDA MITCHELL! It was the same spirit that slashed my hand.

There were strange incidents in our house but nothing serious SO FAR.