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To the people staring up at them, she imagined it was both terrifying and awe inspiring. She wondered what they had thought when the enormous thunder had flown over earlier, especially if they had seen the people on their backs. Did they begin to realize that the people who had been taken by the dragon during the festival were not actually dead after all? Some of those people were over a hundred years old now, though they didn’t look or seem that old. What would they return to in their villages when this was all over?

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Young children. How was I supposed to call for help? The energetic kids soon searched the entire place but found nothing. Before long, they turned to me again. “Miss Cambria, there’s no password written anywhere!” “I think I know! Is it ‘Open Sesame’?” “Haha, it can’t be that easy. But I know the password—my mom said it once when she was watching TV.” “Wow, really? What is it?” The lively Tommy Spark lifted his chin proudly, grinning as he announced, “Of course I know! The password is: Sweet potato, sweet potato, I’m a potato!”

'The obliviousness of the night is as atrocious as the hour. “So, what do you intend to tell me? That I am a prawn for your non-executed affairs into this human forsaken island.” “I'd like to eat some of those. It's Halloween, lusting after sea food might not be as beneficial as clawing my nails into your skin and drinking every drop of blood from you.” The Ghost humored. “I won't be surprised if you actually do that?” Matt confirmed.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

"Her old grandma that is sick of a brain tumor. Hazel is the one that is looking after her after Samara eloped" "Oh, I see" "I am so sorry for the trouble she caused you. She is not always like this. During Halloween season, she always acts weird" Hazel said and all this while, Willow did not respond to whatever they said as she was deep in thought. "Who is the Piper she is talking about? She kept talking about blood, vaccine, rituals, zombies, and a man on a momo mask" the sheriff glanced at Willow who was staring into space now. "Oh, Piper is our friend"

He glanced at the dim cave entrance and threw a punch forward, unleashing an intimidating force. Boom! The punch was sharp and terrifying, sending shockwaves through the air. The other two were startled, sensing something dreadful lurking inside the cave. Adrian's attack had clearly provoked whatever was hiding within. Roar! Roar! Suddenly, furious, inhuman roars echoed from the cave as a ghostly figure emerged. It was surrounded by a black, eerie aura filled with dreadful energy. The old man was stunned, realizing this was a Human Ghoul at the Divine Stage. He was horrified to discover such a terrifying presence hidden within the cave. The shock was overwhelming. Adrian had drawn out this c

The two greedily picked up the treasures on the ground, as if they would never be satisfied. “Help me! Please, help me!” A faint gasp came from the side. Gallain turned his head around and saw a Demigod from the Second World struggling to get up after he broke an arm and a leg. “Haha!” Gallain sneered contemptuously, deciding to ignore that Demigod. Daftmonk knelt down to pick up a relic that looked like mala beads. Another skeleton hand suddenly grabbed the other half of the beads. “Moloch!” Daftmonk called out Moloch’s name.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

Dmitri has summoned his men to a private hall inside the inn. Roseanne is sitting next to him while Timur is on his left with Aryan and a large group consisting of their soldiers. Josephine is on the opposite end, fuming at Roseanne who pointedly ignores her. Aryan stands up to address Dmitri. “There has been some unusual activity in this area,” he begins. “Several people have gone missing over the past few weeks and someone mentioned that they saw a strange creature which was dragging away an unconscious body. The description of the creature matches the description of the Undead.”