Devil's Cat

01. An Attempt Murder From a Witch

Chapter 01: An Attempt Murder From a Witch

     One day, on some random Friday where cool kids would be hanging out together at the downtown Coolsville, and got readying for another super cool party. I was just walking alone in a shopping mall, doing some window-shopping.

Yeah, the opposite of cool thing.

I was not the cool kid anyway, and before I say the word 'cool' too many times in this chapter's beginning. I would just simply say before all of these terrible stupid catastrophes and some of their consequences.

It all began with a small shop.

What's up with this small shop anyway? Well, it wasn't technically a small shop. It was more like a stall erected amongst the other row of stalls at the main floor. The only thing that differed it from others was it was an obscure black tent with fairy lights draped all over it.

'LOVE HUT' was written in cursive letter with floral pattern. Placed at the top of the tent. I smelled incense burning from its direction. But, it wasn't the sight of Love Hut that turned my life upside down and went sideways from its original course.

It was the small marker board hanging below the shop's name. Written in a very elegant handwriting, and knowing I was a sucker for beautifully aesthetic signboards; there on it was "Promotion day: FREE READING on your love life for this upcoming Valentine's Day!"

Damn, I was intrigued.

You see, I was just a small-town girl. Born and raised in Mansfield, Ohio. Type of girl that was nerdy and a bookworm. But not in an attractive way that boys actually find it cute. I was just your average girl, months away from going to college.

Never had a boyfriend or boys chasing down on me in the school hall. For prom, I attended it with my neighbour. Whom wasn't sure yet if he was gay or bi-curious at the time being. Heck, the prom wasn't even that enjoyable too. I spent more time eating than dancing.

Short with petite body, my waist-long blonde hair was untreated. It had never seen the light of neither barber shop nor hair saloon. I would just leave my hair tied in pony or braided it hastily. My gray eyes were dimmed and little light to them. My brother would compare them to cat's eyes, and said the cat's eyes had more soul to them.

Overall, you could say when I saw by chance a free psychic reading about your love life, I would not let the opportunity be wasted away.

It wasn't like I took psychic reading seriously, it was for naught only. Because hey, it wouldn't hurt, right?

Boy, I was big time wrong!

Attentively, I neared the black tent. More strange aromas wafted from it and I swooped inside for my free reading. I thought the inside probably will be tight and little space to manoeuvre around. Wrong, it was spacious, way more than the physics of space allowed to.

There were few people inside, sitting on a wooden bench adjacent to me. Two men and a women. They were talking in hushed tone and looking deathly pale. The surrounding was dark and source of light were the lit pink candles only.

"Ah, first human customer of the day! Please do come in." A voice of a woman.

In the dark, emerged an apparition of a beautiful woman. It was a trick of my eyes, I was sure and when I blinked several times, she looked more solid and human. Sitting at the focal point in the room, black wooden rounded table had a purple crystal ball glowing on top. A parquet flooring with animal's hide hanging from the wall. The space here in this gloomy tent was eerily welcoming.