Trisha and Wilkes watched as Penelope told Harold and Derek about her childhood. It was emotional, no doubt about that but it wasn't their business.
After watching the ghoul take control of Derek, they knew better than before the stakes at hand and that they had to watch over their friend and although the both of them had a rough start into finding Harold, it was a good thing they had stuck together or neither of them might have survived up to that moment.
From where they were well hidden behind a thick bush that provided the perfect level of obscurity they wanted, they watched the fire ascend into the hair, veer with the wind, attenuate a little then return back to its normal height and intensity.
From where they were, too, they had heard the thunderous growl that reverberated through the forest and they watched as Penelope, Derek and Harold get into a battle stance to protect themselves.Luckily, they, too, had prep
When Trisha and Wilkes had gone, Chloe burst into another round of tears. She was so sad even her wolf shared in her sadness and no matter how much she consoled herself, she knew the love of her life was gone. Seconds slowly metamorphosed to minutes and minutes to hours and as time rolled on, slowly, a vile thought crept into her head. Revenge.With a blurry vision, Chloe studied her dormitory. The walls which she'd had a verbal brawl with Trisha on till they were hugged with pink wallpapers was the least of her problems. The small and lovely chandelier made of glass that hung from above, too, at that moment couldn't illuminate her of the dark urge to retaliate Trisha's behaviour with one that will affect her just as bad as she, Chloe, was affected. All she needed was an opening.Slowly, her gaze shifted and landed on the spot Trisha had ransacked before she and Wilkes suddenly left her alone to her misery.&lsquo
When the creature was gone, Trisha quickly dashed to where Wilkes was but on her arrival, she noticed that he was as good as though he'd never been hurt. He, Wilkes, saw the look of surprise in her eyes and grinned as he rested the back of his head against a tree, catching his breath.“Sometimes I forget it's nearly impossible for you to be hurt for a long time,” she said as she helped him up to his feet.“Trust me when I say that I forget, too.” Wilkes eyes shifted to the green world around him but landed on each of the three contestants who were separated from each other by a few metres. “I wonder why Harold and Penelope aren't awake already.”They both ran over to where Harold was and they realized that the damage done to him was far more than they'd imagined. More blood gushed out of the upper part of his right temple with a churning noise and his neck was visibly contorted.
By the time Harold was fully awake, his contorted neck was back to normal and the only pain he felt was like a needle pricking the sides of his neck.He sat up and looked around and when he was satisfied with the level of safety, he sighed. The forest had returned to its usual serenity and although it was just a little, crickets were croaking at a distance. The star lights were still in obscurity by the immense amount of trees and shrubs that spread out above them but all that was expected hence, nothing out of the ordinary.“How're you feeling?” Penelope called out as she slowly stood up and walked to where he was. After she'd had a strange encounter with two people that said they were Harold's friends; Trisha and Wilkes, she had revived Derek, too, who was still drifting between consciousness and the other world. Not that she could blame him, though. He couldn't heal fast like her and Harold.
"How far do we still have to go to get out of this woods?" Penelope said wearily as she held her bag firmer in her hands and marched over tuffs of dry grass and past the firs that were edged to their left and right."I don't know," Harold replied as they moved on. "But there's a lake where we can refill out water bottles and perhaps have a bath. Its name is Golden Lake and yeah, the school was named after it." He smiled as they walked on. They probably felt like he was a Geography god or something like that and Harold was enjoying it."How do you know about it?" Derek asked suspiciously. He walked a little behind the two and almost never spoke. Even if Penelope hadn't been told anything about his strange behaviour, she'd have noticed it anyways."Let's just say my wolf told me."That seemed like a logical explanation and settled every doubt. They marched on in silence before Penelope broke it."And
As soon as Francis veered the car off the road and into the forest, Professor Ericson's wolf told him that things weren't right and he, too, relayed the message to Francis."What do you think is the problem?" Francis asked, daring to take his eyes off the bumpy track that caused the car to bounce and cast a worried look at his friend. He, Francis, knew Ericson was a good wolf. A great wolf. One of the best wolves out there and if his wolf told him there was a problem then there was definitely one."I... I don't know, too," Ericson replied with a stammer as he looked behind the car but he saw nothing but the trees that disappeared into the darkening skyline. He squinted ahead of him, too, and even with the aid of the car's headlight that blasted darkness away, he saw nothing then he looked to his sides. The trees whished past them and that was it.What had his wolf warned him about?"Do yo
“Are you sure?” Professor Ericson asked, looking at Francis who was focused on the dirt track they tolled. “Doesn't it have consequences?”“If I go with them, won't it also have consequences on your godson?” he asked as he increased the speed of the car. “We just have to choose which is more important and face the music of the other later on.”Professor Ericson nodded. His friend was selfless; sacrificing himself for a student he'd never even seen and that propelled him to wanting to do the same, too.“Should I do this?” He asked Francis with determination and seriousness evident in his voice. “They're just five. I should be done with them in no time.”“You think you can? They're well skilled in hunting down people like me and they, too, are well prepared if things go rough.”“And I'm good, too, in protecting the ones I love.”Suddenly, the car trembled as one of the witches—maybe w
Penelope cringed in intense pain as a burst of sunlight escaped through a small opening in the leafy trees overhead and touched down on her.As soon as the heat touched her pale white skin, it turned red and flabby like over-boiled pork.Quickly, though, she escaped from the sunlight and sunk further into the deep green trees but Derek who was closely behind her like a stalker didn't seem to even notice. Whatever it was that was wrong with Derek, Penelope thought, it was eating him deep.“We're coming close to the end of the forest,” Harold whispered to himself but Penelope's sharp ears caught his words.“I don't think I'll be able to go any further than the forest. This might be the end of my journey.”“Because of the sunlight?” Harold asked. They walked a few metres before he added, “we'll find a way.”There seemed to be no way out of a vampire's intolerance to the sunlight since
“Are you sure there is a lake anywhere around here?” Penelope asked wearily as she and the two others pushed their way through a thick sheet of wild grass that pricked their fingers.“Very sure,” Harold said confidently when they were out on the other side of the shrub that seemed to demarcate that they were in a new land area. “We should see it very soon,” he added as a mental picture of where the lake was on the map and where they, the contestants were, formed in his head.They walked on for what seemed like minutes while Derek who was as silent as he'd been since the previous day scuttled behind them like a dog will after its master.As expected, after what seemed like forever especially to Penelope, they came across the pool and Harold sighed in relief as the blue waters swayed gently a few metres away from them under the ebbing sun. It was heavenly. A perfect place to stay away from the rest of the world and meditate.He