CRITICAL POINT/ THE BLACK KING (MAGIC CHRONICLES #1)

Chapter 11:

Wednesday, 5:12 p.m.

Along a street in Commerce City

            Laura has been having headaches.

            For some reasons, she felt sick. Sometimes, just out of nowhere, she would begin to hear voices. Male voices at that.

            Great, this is what I get for working too much, Laura thought.

            Even though she should be taking a rest, the fact that Friday night is coming near is foremost in her mind. She had just gone out to pick up some supplies she ordered for the props. While there are people in her group who can do the heavy work, the delicate part of designing was up to her.

            Well, the sooner I get back to school, the sooner I can finish, Laura thought tiredly.

            Laura stopped. There was an alley in front of her. She knew that it goes straight to school.

            “Maybe I should take a short-cut,” Laura muttered to herself.

            No sooner had she thought of it when her temple began to throb. Again, the voices keep on getting into her head:

            “I can smell it already, the scent of the harvest…”

 

“Oh, so young, so tasty…”

 

“There is nothing to be sad anymore. You are going to a better place soon…”

            For some reason, these words were very familiar to her, but Laura could not figure it out. She was in the middle of her reverie when she heard someone calling her.

            “Hey, Laura, what are you doing here?”

            Laura turned towards the direction of the voice. Joyce was standing there, holding an ice cream cup in her hand.

            “Oh, Joyce, it’s you.”

            “You should have asked for help. It’s obvious your hands are full.”

            Joyce said as she finished her snack and took some of the things Laura was carrying.

            “Gee, thanks Joyce,” Laura was grateful.

            “You looked pretty out of it,” Joyce replied, “what were you doing in front of the alley, anyway?”

            “Oh, that? I was thinking of taking a shortcut back to school.”

            “What?!” Joyce was shocked, “Are you out of your mind? Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of it yet?”