Whispers of the Dead (Completed)

Whispers of the Dead (Completed)

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{c o m p l e t e d ✔️} Destyni has never fitted in with real people. Instead she got on better with the dead. People called her crazy, strange and weird, thinking that she never got over the imaginary friend stage in her life. But really, Destyni is a necromancer. She can raise the dead, talk to the dead and live with the dead, plus she can talk to dead plant and animal spirits. Weird, she knows, but Destyni has always gotten on. Her mother thinks she is crazy and not having a dad really doesn't help. But when Delphi, her best friend, is kidnapped from Destyni’s home and her mother murdered on their front porch, the police come snooping. They suspect Destyni but they come up with not a single lead on anything that they investigate. As Destyni tries to give them assistance through her sources, a.k.a. Alison, Delphi’s dead mother, they reject her help and leave her without answers, forcing her to investigate herself and perhaps get some decent ones.
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It was a dark cold night-the night where the birds lay dead on the cold ground, listening in to the deceased whispers. This is the night where blood was once spilled. Jeremy hid behind a tree, holding on his thigh-his thigh was bleeding as he got stabbed. Jeremy looked at his wound, cursing under his breath. Jeremy looked around to see if anyone was nearby, there wasn't anyone nearby but he could hear the screaming of his pals. He could do nothing but to weep, he got out of his hiding spot and went deeper into the woods. He was wincing in pain as he dragged his injured leg. It was dark, too dark to the point even the moonlight couldn't provide light. Jeremy tripped over a tree root, he winced in pain, squeezing his injured thigh in pain. He soon heard a twig being snapped close to him. He pulled himself together, getting back on his feet. Dragging his leg once more. This time he raised the pace, panicking as he knew that he was being followed. He soon came across an abandoned truck that was in a small field. He smiled in relief, getting inside of the truck. He heard movement from his right, seeing a silhouette of a being that was coming closer to him. He panicked, climbing to the other seat to close the door. Once the door was closed, he locked the doors-backing away after. The door handle was being pulled aggressively but soon stopped. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around his thigh, he winced in pain as he made it tight. He looked around the truck, trying not to move too much. He eventually found a pen and a piece of paper. He started writing on it as a way to let anyone who came to the amusement park to leave immediately. first chapter of "The Drafted Reality and Dreams" has been rewritten! it's a bit shorter and has the same details just like the first chapter originally did. ⚠️ !This novel includes drugs, murder/murderers, cussing, suicide! ⚠️ [Draft] - No Proofreading or editing.

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