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The flask passed between them, burning sweetly down their throats, loosening nerves and heightening excitement. Then came the rides. They started with the pendulum, a massive swinging monster that launched them into the sky before dropping them into screaming chaos. Chloe’s heart hammered so hard she thought it might burst, but when she saw Zoe clinging to Melinda like her life depended on it, she couldn’t stop laughing. Diana, ever unbothered, threw her hands in the air the whole time, shouting, “Witches don’t fear gravity!”

Then gravity returned sideways. We slammed into the side wall of the adjacent building instead of falling past it. Zara hit beside us with a loud curse. “Okay,” she grunted, clinging to a window frame that was technically vertical but functionally horizontal. “This is new.” “Orientation is unstable,” Melissa said through clenched teeth. “Do not rely on down.” The building surface rippled like liquid under our palms. Below or what used to be below, the bus shifted another few inches toward the abyss.

Might be an illusion or reality warp spell. The van stopped for a while and suddenly, we went down the steep hill. Eve was screaming, while Louise is clinging to my arm for dear life. I also heard masculine screams from the boys which made me lightly chuckle. The breathtakingly deadly hill was conquered and now we’re back on land. But I noticed that we weren’t moving forward, we were moving downward. “Guys, it’s quicksand,” Gab announced. “What?!” Eve shrieked. “Someone has to go out and levitate us!”

“Let’s get back to your party.” I giggled, taking his hand in mine. We walked over to the door. The moment we touched the handle, the floor beneath us opened. I was weightless, falling into the unknown darkness below. I reached out for something to grasp onto as I felt Lyle’s strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close to his chest. Together, we slid down a slick and slimy stone chute, our bodies gliding effortlessly through the strange goo that coated its walls. With each passing moment, we descended deeper into the mysterious depths, the only sound echoing in our ears being the soft whoosh of our descent and the occasional splatter of the goo against our skin.

Jade took out the handkerchief that Mirabel had used to wipe his cloth earlier and went to use it to clean the blood before he noticed something which brought a frown on his face. Mirabel who also observed it said with distaste, “Is that black blood?” Before she could receive a response, she felt the ground shook beneath her and she jumped to her feet almost immediately. “What the fuck was that?” she asked and that was when she noticed that she was not the only one who felt it. The ground shook again and almost all the students now had a look of fear in their eyes as they could not explain what was going on.

She scrambles to the cupboard and disappears inside. To my astonishment, a familiar melody fills the small room. “Abracadabra, feel the beat under your feet, the floor is fire…” Mabel’s voice, slightly muffled by the cupboard door, sings along to Lady Gaga. A laugh bubbles up from my throat. Of all the songs…

MICHAELA'S POV My foot slipped as I tried to get away. For one impossible second, I remained suspended between balance and disaster. Then gravity made the decision for me. The ground vanished from beneath me. My stomach lurched violently into my throat. The sensation was exactly like missing a step in the dark, only infinitely worse. I caught a clear glimpse of the creature above as my body went into free fall. It was absolutely hideous. Time slowed as I looked up at it.

Maybe both. A loud thud echoed when Allyssa landed on the ground—the body of Allyssa Mullin rather. “Perfect!” Maebh exclaimed. She looked to the left then to the right first before clicking her finger. And in a blink of an eye, the place was revealed to be an illusion only. She was actually on top of the staircase and that the branch that seemed to break was actually the chandelier. Allyssa plummeted to the ground to her death, just like her cousin Ariadne Mullin. Both died from falling and because of an illusion.

I began pulling out my gloves and notebook as we rode the elevator in silence, it was not comfortable, I had to brace myself for the worst. Their apartment was on the top floor, Justin and I pushed through the rest of the staff and hotel guests who had been peaking into the apartment but were being held back by officers who were boarding certain parts of the apartment using a bright red tape. I was not prepared for the way the Hudson’s dining room looked, in the middle of the room their huge glass table had been shattered, there was bloody handprints across the walls. On the far right of the room there was an unmoving lump covered with a white sheet that had red stains on various parts of it

Madam Jumoke ordered. He gave a low bow and walked out to do as he was told. Then silence ensued. It was completely uncomfortable. Madam Apple used those minutes to observe me or better still, plan the next lies that she would spew from her dark coloured lips. It wouldn’t work for me anymore. I had to thank them for that, I’ve become sharper than I had been before. Max finally made his appearance, holding two tall glasses of distilled water that sat on a glass tray. He placed one on either side of us and made his escape. I made a show of taking a sip, but don’t do that.