The Necromancer
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Last published Thu, Nov 1, 2018
Erela Sephtis is a necromancer. She can talk to dead people. On October 1st, a ghost tells her about a mass murder that will happen on Halloween. She doesn't believe him and keeps the story to herself at first, but eventually decides to speak up. But nobody else believes the story. Then, Halloween night comes. Will the murder actually happen, or was it made up by the ghost?
(This story sucks but the Halloween chapter will be worth it I promise)
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