Timmy's POV
"Can I open the box?" Isabel demanded to the empty room.
Nobody answers.
Please, Isabel, open it! The suspense is killing me! I begged silently.
As if she read my thoughts, she carefully opened the lid...
And screamed with horror.
I froze. Never in my life have I heard her scream like that. What did she see?
She dropped the box and something spilled out. I dared to peek over. What was that? I stared at the contents which were in the box. I frowned. Was that it? Why was Isabel frightened of a bunch of dust?
Look again, my brain commanded.
I'm looking, and this is what I'm seeing, I answered.
Then I did a double take.
That wasn't dust!
They were ashes.
Human ashes.
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? POV
Come on, Isabel! Touch the ashes! Please! I know you well enough, you can do it! Free me from my Mistress, please.
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Isabel's POV
I walked closer towards the ashes. I know, I should probably run away screaming like a little child, but I somehow knew that the ashes couldn't hurt me.
What did I do? I wondered. It would be practically impossible to clean this mess up, and my mother would freak if she saw the mess I made!
I sighed, defeated, and got to my knees again. I brought the box closer, ready to place them back where they belong, when I felt someone watching me. Frowning, I stood up, walked away from the ashes and moved closer to the pile of boxes I placed yesterday. I saw a shadow of a boy, pressed close on the boxes, fingers crossed... and a second later, it wasn't there anymore.
"What the heck?" I said. "Now I'm hallucinating."
I shuffled back towards the mess I made, biting my lips, anxious to see what was going to happen. I bent down, cupped my hands and prepared to touch the ashes. But as soon as the back of my hand touched the ashes, it started to shine.
Not again, I whined silently. I'm sick of shining things!
And then, the ashes started to move. They were twitching together, like ballet dancers on a stage... I know, I'm weird. But I saw a ballet show last night, and the ashes really reminded me of them. (sorry, ballet dancers!)
The light disappeared, and instead, there was a young woman created from the ashes.
What, she wasn't made from ashes...
It's Lady Florina, just remade from her burned body.
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(A/N) ARG!!!!!
I DIDN'T KEEP MY PROMISE!!!! Sorry, I seriously thought that this chapter would be longer, but I guess I'm wrong...
But double update, how is that?!
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Mystery / ThrillerIsabel Larose always thought that she was a normal girl with a normal life, with normal innocent parents. But her "normalness" was turned upside down when she finds a small trap door, filled with deadly gas in the attic. Suddenly, she meets someone...
