Claude had the strangest dream that night. She was in an empty space, she couldn’t call it a room as she couldn’t spot any walls or corners. It just seemed like a vast, white, empty space. She was there alone until a voice began to speak. As it is with dreams, she couldn’t remember everything accurately and word for word but it seemed like the voice was warning her. Like something huge was about to happen soon and she needed to find out what it was.The last thing she heard before she woke up was an urgent instruction to find that witch book that she had misplaced. She woke up drenched in sweat and her heart was thumping fast. She had never had a dream so real and so meaningful. Who was the owner of that voice? Was that important too? She couldn’t help but wonder as she sat up in her bed trying to get herself back after the dream had thrown her off balance. “Claude?”She jumped and all but flew to the roof at the sound of someone call her name. Was she still dreaming?“Claude? Are y
As Claude continued to chase Tasha she noticed something very strange that would have made her stop in her tracks if it didn’t mean she would lose Tasha. Her skin was…loosing its color! She would have just said she was pale but this wasn’t the case. Tasha wasn’t just pale in the way that people go because they’re sick or as a reaction to something…Tasha’s skin looked unsightly; like a pale bluish green.Since she was only seeing the parts of Tasha’s body that wasn’t concealed by her clothes, Claude increased her speed, hoping she could catch up with Tasha and see what on earth was going on. Tasha ran into an incomplete looking stone building and Claude followed her and her hopes were answered when Tasha tripped on something and fell. It gave Claude the chance to finally catch up with her.She grabbed Tasha’s hand and it felt slippery and weird and she was so repulsed that she would’ve let go of it if she didn’t absolutely need to restrain the witch. If she was repulsed by the feel of
Since Nuella is awake and all better now, they’re given permission to go back to their tent with the only instruction that Nuella goes back in the morning for the wound to be redressed and her bandages changed just in case it doesn’t heal overnight. Claude was especially happy to finally leave, there’s only so much medicine and antiseptic smell one’s nose could take.As they left, they happened to pass by Victoria and a very normal looking Tasha, not the disgusting creature she had turned to back at the other island across the river. She smirked at Claude who just looked away. Everything about that girl was just wrong. She looked at Nuella who seemed indifferent instead of frightened or troubled like anyone would have expected and Claude wondered if she had indeed lost all memory of what happened back there and once they were back inside their tent, Claude made sure to ask her.Of course, she made sure Nuella was seated comfortably first before asking her if she really didn’t remembe
The scream had startled them but knowing that it could be their classmate and that she might be in danger, they all ran in the direction in which they heard it. They decided to split up since they didn’t see anything immediately but were soon running back to one direction when they heard one of them scream.Claude saw Nuella standing one feet from what looked like a body and facing the opposite way. She looked pale and her hands were even shaking. “Nuella, what’s wrong?” Claude asked worriedly while the rest hurried to the body.“What the fuck!?”“Shit!”“How do I unsee that?”“What is that?”Claude gave Nuella one last glance before jogging to where the others stood and when she did, to say she was repulsed was an understatement. No wonder Nuella screamed and looked visibly shaken. It was a body alright but one that looked like it had been dead for days if the discolored skin and the maggots crawling through the eye and other openings were anything to go about.Claude glanced at Denv
The next day, they had school which Claude found ironic considering the fact that they had just had a graduation trip. Like, shouldn’t they be done with everything already? She thought with a groan as she prepared for school that morning.She made sure to go down in time for breakfast though, helping herself to two times what she would normally eat. Yesterday, after Shawn’s image disappeared, she had spent goddess knows how long sobbing before finally picking herself up and making her way back to the pack house. Even in death Shawn still cared for her (if she wasn’t hallucinating the entire thing, that is).When she got back it was 7:35pm and she had successfully missed breakfast. Going to bed hungry had not been a fun experience at all. She would have snuck down to the kitchen to snag one or two from the fridge but she had been caught once and since then, she had been too scared to attempt it again.Claude groaned when she passed by a couple of boys and caught a whiff of a mix of int
When Claude heard that it was Eric that scored the winning goal she ran into the field in her excitement and went to hug him. He happily returned the hug but as they pulled apart, his hand grazed the book which was still in her hands and what felt like a jolt of electricity went through her. They jumped apart and she nearly even dropped the book. One glance at Eric told her that he had felt him look and he raised his brow in confusion. Claude shrugged, “I don’t know what the hell that was.” She said before turning away and speedwalking out of there. The book was still pulsing in her hands and Claude knew that something was definitely up with it. Escaping to the girls’ bathroom, she found a stall and flipped open the book. Although Claude was the one opening the book, it was almost like the book was opening itself as the pages fluttered until a page was left in front of her and Claude gasped at the sight of actual words on the book for the first time. Placing her finger on the page t
Claude and Nuella were dancing wildly to the beat of the music, lost in the moment. Claude was leading the dance and twirling Nuella around the floor. They were having so much fun, they didn't notice the man standing in the shadows watching them.As they danced, Claude glanced over Nuella's shoulder and saw him. Vladimir. The man who had been trying to kill her for while. Claude froze, her eyes locked on the man in the shadows.Suddenly, she grabbed Nuella's hand and dragged her off the dance floor. Nuella stumbled behind her, confused and disoriented. They ran through the crowd, dodging people left and right, as Claude tried to get away from Vladimir.Nuella yelled at Claude to stop, asking why she was in such a rush all of a sudden. Claude turned around and pointed behind her, seeing Vladimir step out of the shadows and smile at her. Nuella looked behind her but saw nothing. She turned back to Claude, puzzled."What exactly is scaring you?" Nuella asked.Claude replied, "Him. Vladim
Claude had not thought about it before but once she did she couldn’t stop worrying that Nuella’s mom would call her mom to confirm if they were really at her place. She hadn’t really looked too convinced back there and she had really hated lying to her.Well a lie was the only way to go about it right now and on that thought she brought out her phone and texted her mom that she and Nuella would stay at the pack house for a bit more. The book was at her room back at home since she didn’t think it was safe enough to keep it at the pack house.Not like all that really mattered now anyway, since she had to give it to Vladimir to save her friend now. Her phone dinged and she saw that it was her mom replying her text with a ‘Okay, you girls stay safe’. Now, the only way to go to her house was to sneak in through her window considering that her mom already thought she was at the pack house. She wasn’t much of the sneaky type so she didn’t have much experience with sneaking in or out even he