Coven of Wolves by Peter Saenz

Author:Peter Saenz
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror, Fiction Horror, Fiction
ISBN: 9781470079437
Publisher: doorQ.com Publishing
Published: 2012-02-12T23:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER EIGHT

The Cauldron

We park several blocks away from our destination. The sun has already begun to set and I can feel a strangeness in the air. Afraid that Anna’s expensive car will stand out in the mostly industrial surroundings, I create a glamour spell to hide the car’s appearance. Anyone passing by it will only see a very old abandoned car, and will have the urge to leave it be. We sit in the car, waiting for what seems like eternity. I look at the clock on the dash board and realize it’s only been 5 minutes.

“So, the place is only a few blocks that way. What should we do next?”, Tobias asks nervously.

“Well, Fenrus thought we could use the sword from the store somehow. Let’s see if it can help us now.”, I answer.

Tobias takes the sword off of his arm and removes it from the scabbard. He holds it in front of us as we wait for it to do something special. When nothing happens, I hear Fenrus in my head say, “Lay your hands on the blade.”

We do and I am happy to discover the metal isn’t made of silver. An eerie feeling comes over me though. I can sense Tobias is having the same experience. The feeling ripples out and around the car. We look around us and are surprised by what we see. What originally had been an empty street has now become a bustling roadway crowded with people. Their faint figures fade in and out of focus, revealing to us that they are not truly members of the living anymore. They carry sad expressions on their faces, walking along is if in solitude despite their large numbers.

“Are those the witch ghosts Fenrus told us about?”, I ask.

In my head I hear, “Yes. Look at their clothes. What does that tell you?”

I tell Tobias that Fenrus wants us to notice their clothes. Taking a better look, I notice that hardly any of their clothing matches the same era. Some people are wearing Victorian dress, some are wearing suits right out of the 50s, and yet others are wearing modern clothes I see all the time.

In a whisper I hear Tobias say, “They’ve been killing witches here for decades. Those poor people.”

Fenrus’ voice says, “Speak to one of them. They will be able to tell you where Mika is being hidden.”

Before I can say anything, Tobias says, “There. That one. She’s wearing modern clothes. She probably knows the most recent lay-out of The Cauldron. Let’s see if she can help us.”

I nod at Tobias then turn to look at the ghost he motioned to. She is wearing black skinny jeans, with white colored tennis shoes, and a Twilight t-shirt. Her ruffled hair and sad, puffy eyes give her a look of lost confusion.

I take one hand and hold it over one of Tobias’. We both concentrate on the ghost of the young girl, asking her to join us. She looks at us with a look of fear and is about to run.

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