~Chapter 6~

7 5 0
                                    

PLEASE, READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE BOTTOM

Still during the flashback

~Nancy's POV~

Cold.
That's how I'm feeling right now.

The witches had me locked up after the little spell yesterday. Although it looked like they didn't want to, they still did. They said they'll be out for a while, and that they needed to investigate what I am. It doesn't make any sense though. I'm human, I've always been human. So why can't they see that?

It's been about a week since I felt that warm sensation flow out of me. A week since something weird happened around me and right now, I feel like there's fire all over my body.

I let out a bloody scream, trashing around in my desperation for the burning to stop but it doesn't. I start hearing screeching-like sounds and I press my fingers to my ears to block the sounds out in vain. I let out another scream, crouching down to the ground and pressing my fingers harder to my ears.

And then, there's a voice.

It sounds like a whisper, but I still hear it. I shake my head and shut my eyes, trying to keep all the sounds out. But it doesn't stop

Nancy...

"Go away!" I scream in fear.

Nancy...

"Stop!"

Cursed is she until she knows...

"Shut up!!!"

Cursed is she till she knows...

Cursed is she till she knows...

Cursed is she...

Cursed is she...

Cursed is she...

Cursed...

The voice doesn't stop and soon, I'm enveloped in beautiful darkness...

...oh wait, did I say darkness?
I mean, it's supposed to be back in here, right?
So what's with all the light?

I look down and see my reflection on the water-like surface I'm walking on. Ahead of me is just white, no sign of life. Just big, bright white.

And then, there's a voice.

Nancy ...

Not again!
You know what? I've changed my name. I'll no longer go by the name Nancy. I'm now Patricia. That's right.

Nancy!

Hehe, you're not talking to me. I'm Patricia

Nancy!

Nope, not today satan.

Buried deep in what she's not, you shall find the sacred lot...

Uh?!

The floors...or whatever it is I've been walking on suddenly split open...
Fine, it didn't suddenly split open.
There was a rumble, then there were cracks and that's when it finally splits open!

I look ahead of me and see a safe ground up ahead and I start to run towards it....or at least that's what I would have done, but my stupid feets blatantly refused to move and soon I'm falling. I close my eyes and cross my fingers.

This is it, the story of how I died.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I don't know how long has passed before I hear the door to my cell creek open. I look up and see a umm...boy witch?

CURSEDWhere stories live. Discover now