What the fuck did I just find?
ChapterThirty-Eight
THE DEMON
SONG: FÜR ELISE- EPIC TRAILER VERSION BY HIDDEN CITIZENS
It’s almost time. I can feel my power returning as I stretch through this new body I’ve claimed. I’ve been slumbering. Recharging. Slowly but surely, waiting patiently for my power to regain its full potential.
Being ripped from the headmaster had nearly wiped out my existence, but thankfully, the powerful young witch was ripe for inhabiting. It was a pleasant reprieve to not have to worry about that old man anymore. He had become a liability and I was glad to be rid of him.
Though, my plans had been foiled, I know all is not lost.
The Winter Solstice would do nicely, and I was thrilled to see my little demons carrying on with the original plan. They’d become even stronger with the crack in the veil, making it so much easier for us to finally be free.
I’ve been fortunate enough to pass under the radar, easily excused as her newfound power. And what a wealth of power it was. I could feel it leeching into me, filling up my being. I just had to siphon enough before I was found out and cast from her body.
That pesky Madame Leroux was already onto me, and it would only be a matter of time before someone else figured it out. I intend to leave on my own terms, so I can ensure that the next body is one I choose.
Perhaps the new headmaster would be the right fit. I stretch out my will, pushing against the witch’s brain with an overwhelming need to speak with him, unfortunately she’s in a state of panic and putting up a wall between us. I thought she would be easier to control with how untrained she is. I sigh at her dramatics, opening my eyes to see what on earth could be bothering her. The effort it takes almost has me falling back into her. I claw my way forward, using what strength I have to find out why she’s resisting me.
She’s far too strong for my liking.
I peer through her wide eyes and find us in the cellar of Hell House, one I know all too well. I smirk internally, knowing that what lies beyond the tunnel she has every reason to fear.
Poor little witch has no idea just how many evil things surround her.
I sink back into my slumber feeling the fatigue of exerting myself to look at what she was seeing. I direct her power into me while she’s distracted, a little at a time so as to not be too obvious.
I knew what it was to be patient and bide my time.
I can wait a little longer, before we’re unleashed upon the world in one fell swoop.
ChapterThirty-Nine
WALKER
SONG: MOONLIGHT SONATA- EPIC TRAILER VERSION BY HIDDEN CITIZENS
My phone buzzes with an incoming text from my bandmates. I’ve been MIA since the day Pierce died, and their starting to get pissed at me. I’ve never been much of a socializer, but my music has always been a constant in my life. I glance over at my guitar, which has been gathering dust for weeks.
I feel it’s absence in my life. My fingers ache to make music, to create, to hear the notes bending at the flick of my pick.
My phone goes off again, and I toss it with a satisfying thwap against my pillow. I know they mean well, but it was 3 am and I was in no position to deliver the news that I’d been banned from playing music.
My mind has been keeping me awake all night, the thought of never playing again taunting me as I toss and turn while Salem sleeps upstairs.
It feels weird to not be with her right now, after basically spending every night I could with her.
As if I manifested her, a rapping knock comes from my door as she calls my name.
I walk over to the door, ready to snatch her into my arms, but the sight of her stops me. She’s shivering, hair dampened around her forehead like she’s been sweating, and her skin is as pale as snow.
“Wildcat?”
She shakes her head, grabbing my wrist to follow her.
“What’s going on?” I ask, stumbling on the door frame on our way into the hall.
