Nightfall Crossword Novels & Stories

Stale air rushes out, smelling like piles of dead rats. “You are not going in there.” Kristy crosses her arms. “There’s no need and it’s probably full of asbestos or something.” “I’m not.” I crouch down, heart speeding up as I look inside. Closing my eyes, I hold out my hands and read the energy. It’s not like it was last night. Not at all. There are no vibrations from strong glamours. It doesn’t even feel haunted. It has a scar, like Nicole pointed out earlier, which happens when something dark and evil has tainted the aura of a specific place.