𝐹𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛

𝐼𝑉

𝐺𝐴𝐵𝑅𝐼𝐸𝐿

I woke up with the feeling of sadness, I still can't get over by what happened last night. He died right in front of me. I wearily went out of my bed, literally dragging my body to move.

I went down and saw breakfast in the school kitchen with Queenie and Nan watching the television, the news were about the bus crash. I sighed and just ate our breakfast quietly,

"Why are you so quiet?", Nan asked me, I just smiled at her and continued eating. I'm not really in a good mood right now. Madison then came down turning off the television, saying that news today doesn't matter because it happened yesterday. Zoe came down as well, looking away from me.

Then a lady waltzes in our room,

"The world isn't going to miss a bunch of assholes in Ed Hardy T-shirts.", she looked at Madison sternly, oh no. Maybe she knows what happened...

"That was a sloppy move, witch bitch. You could've handed us a jeopardy!", The lady criticizes Madison, she was about to talk, but she flicked her wrist and sent Madison flying through the wall. Queenie chuckled. For all I know is that I'm afraid.

"I am Fiona Goode, I am unfortunately the mother of the head of this coven, although she's not the supreme. You are not here to play around like in Hogwarts, this is reality. We're going on a field trip, and...wear something black."

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We all went outside, Madison complaining about the hot weather, we all followed Fiona like ducklings behind her back. She gave us a brief introduction about the house were going. We were going to go to the LaLaurie house. Fiona told us that LaLaurie used human pancreas to maintain her youth. That is utterly disgusting. Would you kill to have good looks?

After that morbid tour about the house, I went back to the school to rest. I laid down with my head unto the pillow. I feel really sad, I sat up as tears started fall down my cheeks again. I cried and cried until there's no tears left to cry. My eyes feel swollen, Why am I even crying? Kyle may be in heaven now, resting in peace. But God took his life so early...Why? I distracted myself by reading the bible, but eventually fell asleep again,

dream

I was in a house, like the school I'm staying in but darker. I walked around and saw men chanting in latin, casting spells around. They're like witches but men.

Someone called my attention, I saw a long haired blonde man at the end of the hallway. I walkes towards his direction but vanished. I saw him at the corner of my eye and ran towards his direction, but vanished again. I looked at right to see him, I was about to run to the man, but then a hand stopped me. He held onto my arm, his hand was burning hot. It was forming a burnt hand mark on my arm. I screamed in pain,

"Let me go, please!"

He never listened to me, I struggled in his grip. The ground began to shake. I screamed in fear, the ground began to open, souls of many people screaming from below. This is hell. The man dragged me down, until the souls screaming ate me alive and the ground closed, I was trapped.

"Never Again."

end

I woke up sweating and panting heavily, I looked at the clock...5:30 pm. Wait, I slept for four hours. I stretched my arms and wore my slippers. I was halfway down the stairs when I heard a noise beside our bedroom, I went to the door and knocked,

"Hello? Is everything alright?", I asked, it took a good 10 seconds for a reply,

"Yes, yes...Go back to your room", It was Fiona. I went downstairs to get a glass of water to calm down, I saw Zoe crying, I sat beside her in a sofa.