Running and running. She ran into the hot muddy trees. Smelled the mold of clothes dropped on the floor. The blood on the forest made her eyes bulge out. She picked up the purple cloth underneath the floor. She runs off to find more bloody clothes leading a trail. At the end of the trail, the writing made her bones quiver.
"You know who's next. Sinner."
Ciara runs away from the writing making a u-turn. She bumps into someone. Too scared to even pick her head up. She stood there with her head bowed down to the floor.
"Pick yo ass up! Like we done saw".
"Who? Tell me who? Deandra, I'm not playing".
"I ain't do shit. Me, Carlos, Sasha, and Jermiah". Deandra explains.
"How?!"
"We were summoned. Not no Harry Potter shit. But each of us recieved an anonymous letter and text to meet us here. But, why are you here?"
"Well... I... um." Ciara froze and walked off.
"We know Ciara" Carlos yelled as he ran up to her.
"You don't know jackshit."
"I know that Susie still affects you. She was one of us."
"Yeah, was. That was until she ran off because you slept with her man. Then seduced him into cutting her off like rope."
"My body, my choices. We've all made mistakes. Like your little one 1 year ago."
"You selfish inconsiderate bitch."
"He does make a valid point. How do we know that you're not the one who start this?" Sasha rushed in.
"Technically, you did introduce all of us, including Susie to go online and find love." Jeremiah included.
"Y'all just something else, don't talk to me." Ciara yelled.
"How about we talk to the cops instead." Deandra added.
Ciara didn't know what to do. Her world just crumbled right before her eyes. The thought that they people she loved, would even think about turning on her. Her hands ached. Her forehead dripped sweat. She turned around to them.
"What do y'all want from me?"
"We love you. But you do need to learn your place" Carlos said.
The bushes rattled again. The sounds of footsteps came. In a quick second, it disappeared. Ciara head nods. She strokes her head into the bushes like a bird and tastes the nasty green rot that lied there. The group turns around and stares at her in disgust. Ciara's eyes rattles like maracas then to look up. She see's the dark cape and the long black boots she seemed familar with.
Ciara opens her mouth wide like a whale and screams for her life. "HE'S HERE! HE'S HERE RIGHT NOW!" Ciara panics.
"Bitch, there ain't nothing there. You dumb or delusional?" Deandra asks.
"But, but, bu- He was... um just... um here. In the bushes"
"You need some help. Me and Carlos can help you pay for therapy." Sasha adds.
"I did not agree to anything. But I'll do what I'll have to do to protect you."
"Carlos, protect me from what? Im not crazy."
The group looks at her in dispair. "Such a tiresome soul. Is this what guilt does to you?"
Ciara gasps. "Holy shit! Where the fuck is Jeremiah!?"
Every face turn every left to every right like a clock. Jeremiah was gone and nowhere to be seen.
"Not even fucking footsteps. The bitch was wearing Timbs. People just don't disappear like that" Carlos cries.