Inside the tiny home that belonged to Sarah’s family, both women were in the living room, waiting for the man of the household to arrive. There was a platter of tea and condiments, along with coffee ready to be served. Sarah’s mother grabbed herself a cup and indulged in its sweetness. Sarah meanwhile stayed frozen and was a nervous wreck. She was so anxious, her legs were jittering, her arms quaked, she couldn’t control herself from being so afraid to talk to her father. Sarah’s mother on the other hand was completely calm and at peace, rather she had a gentle smile on her face as she sipped on her tea.

A moment later their door opens, and it was her father who’s just arrived. Putting down his suitcase, taking off his shoes and the look of permanent depression on his face, the moment he walked into the living room, he was caught by surprise. There were two people whom he never thought would ever wait for his return, let alone give a toot. He glances at the two, but when he does glance at her mother he smacks his lips. When glancing at his daughter, he looked so ashamed, he looked guilty and even looked down.

Why are they here… staring, tormenting me with those eyes, especially my daughter—whose eyes resembled that bitch of a mother she had when we first met. Sarah’s father thought.

Silence ensued, nobody said anything. Sarah sat there, gripping her skirt while her mother kept sipping her tea quietly. Her father stood there, clenched fists, and ready to burst out in anger at any given moment. After minutes of intense silence, Sarah’s mother stands, turns to her father, and is the first to say a word.

“So? How was work, d-a-r-l-i-n-g?”

Sarah tilts her head a bit, but her father, his eyes were wide and his teeth were clenched. “Fa-Fath—”

“You vile, bitch!” Her father shouted abruptly, stopping Sarah from saying anything further. “What? What do you want?! Why are you greeting me, why are you sitting here seeming as if you're trying to welcome my presence? What! Is it because of the supposed talk you wanted to speak about? I thought we already dealt with that. Haha! Is this your way to sugar coat yourself and force me to succumb to your needs so we can… talk?! Again!” Sarah’s father started laughing more out of anger.

Sarah’s mother with a smile still on her face, instead of calming him down, provoked him even further by saying, “No, I just wanted to welcome back my beloved husband after a long day at work, that’s all.” And finishes with an aggravating giggle that reminded him of their tragic past.

The anger, the agonised anger Sarah’s father has built upon the being he detests so much for so long, now she’s done it. He finally had enough, his eyes bulging out intensely, teeth grinding and showing, he lifts a hand, and begins building up mana to the centre of his palm.

“I’ve had… ENOUGH!” The mana quickly gathered, he was ready to shoot out a blast that was filled with years of anger and agitation upon the being who’s taken not only his entire life away, but his whole existence too.

The ball of mana grew bigger, blowing apart the living room they were in, and destroying the entirety of their home. Bricks flew in every direction, the lovely plants they grew blown away from the intense wind that was pulsing out of his palm. Sarah’s mother stood there confidently as her hair fluttered violently from the intensity of his growing anger. Sarah covered her face from the plasma that was shooting out uncontrollably. He was so livid that he wasn’t paying attention to the environment around him, it was spiralling out of control to the point that the neighbourhood they were in was beginning to crumble from just him gathering mana. Houses were struck by the flying bricks from their home, the plasma grew so vile and big that it dragged itself from the ball of mana onto the ground like an uncontrollable electric knife cutting itself deep into the earth. The slithering plasma cut, flickered its way throughout the neighbourhood, killing people, destroying homes, striking the skies, and lastly, the force of the intense winds blew away the last reminiscence of the area.

Sarah couldn’t bear to watch not only her house be destroyed by his blind rage, but the destruction he was ensuing to everything else around them. As She glimpsed around, it was too late for the rest, everything was being destroyed. Sarah had enough. She too was about to lift a hand to stop his actions until her mother suddenly vanished in front of them. Sarah looked around, but as she glanced around she noticed her father’s eyes following something. She too looked around them and then…

“I think that’s enough, sweetheart.” Sarah’s mother appeared out of thin air behind her father, and grabbed his hand from behind; Gently closing his palm with ease and that gathered energy dissipated the moment his hand was closed.

His eyes shook, but not out of fear, but at the pinnacle of anger. He screams out in furry and grips his hair, dropping to his knees. Sarah watched her father scream his lungs out, seeming so broken and hopeless. When gazing at her mother, she still had that calm smile on her face. Sarah then glanced around them, analysing all the destruction her father caused just by gathering solely on mana, leaving her paralysed with shock. If her father can cause this much destruction simply by gathering energy and from what she felt was not him at his fullest; She wonders how much she would cause if she ever found herself out of control if done in reality.

As Sarah stood there, awestruck, body trembling, her mother got down behind him and wrapped her wretched arms around him. Hugging and comforting him, but not out of the kindness of her heart, but to torture him further. He screams even louder and tries breaking free from her grip, but her warmth, it reminded him of the past even further, bringing the man to succumb to her tormenting hug.

He cries out in agony, and shouts, “Why!” and hangs his head in shame.

Her mother looks at Sarah with those ominous eyes of wretched beauty. “It’s okay, shh, don’t cry. Sarah, why don’t you go hangout with your friends, we’ll talk later tonight, okay, my little glimmer of life.” Sarah’s mother began singing a lullaby to ease the poor man’s soul she’s torturing.

Sarah clenches her fists. “Wh-What about the damage, and, our home?”

“Not to worry, my dear daughter. I’ll fix it as soon as your father stops being a big cry baby.” Her mother returns to her horrid pampering and rocks both of them side to side.

Sarah relaxes her fists, and frowns in sadness. “O-Okay… bye mom… and da-dad.”

When her father heard Sarah say ‘Dad’ He stopped his crying, and reached his hand out towards where his daughter was standing. But it was too late for Sarah to notice, she’s already gone before she even saw him reaching. He lets out one last agonised cry and both of her parents were left alone in the aftermath of his uncontrollable anger that brought forth the destruction of their lovely neighbourhood.

***

Back in downtown Detroit, Jack and Eric had arrived at the hospital. As they walked through the entrance of the hospital, glanced around the parking lot, they assumed that everything was fine, for now. Arriving at the front doors, before going inside they looked around one last time to see if anything was suspicious. Coast was clear. Walking in, and telling the front desk who they were, they went to the elevators and walked in one. Eric pressed the button to Angela’s floor, and up they went.

As the two stood in silence, when Eric glimpsed at Jack, he noticed how nervous he was.

“Yo, you alright bro? I know you’re spooked about earlier, especially how you ran out and shit, but, chill my guy. Relax a little, you're sweating up a storm.”

Jack had ignored everything Eric just said because he was lost in a trans. Before the chaos, before the man in the robe and William too, he remembered Angela’s creepy confession that still left a burden on his shoulders.

I hope she’s okay, because what she said to me was the utmost awkward and most uncomfortable I've experienced so far in my damned life.

When they finally reach the floor, the elevator doors opening and the two walking out, Eric stops Jack by grabbing his shoulder. “Hey, what’s the matter with you? Why are you ignoring me, answer me Jack.”

Jack sighs, and turns round to Eric. “Sorry man… I’ve got a lot going in my mind, and it’s complicated. Very if I must say.”

“Okay man, I know you’re fucked up, but try to be sane for a little, aight?”

Jack nods. “Okay, you have my word buddy.”

Jack finally relaxes his nerves and the two walk back on course to Angela’s room. After a minute of walking, they saw Candy and Veronica standing by the door, but something wasn’t right. Candy’s arms were crossed as he tapped a finger against one of them, and Veronica’s eyes were blinking rapidly too. Jack hurried to the two, Eric too, and as they got near their vicinity, Candy grabbed Jack’s arms.

Looking and leaning into his face, in a worried tone, Candy says. “Boo! The doctor told us to get Angela out now, and I’m not sure why but it wasn’t the same doctor who’s been attending her.”

“Wh-What do you mean, Candy?” Jack asked in a scared tone.

“I’m a master at body reading and the moment he walked out of her room and looked into my gorgeous eyes, he already gave me dangerous vibes. Look I don’t know what they did to her, but! He sure was hell on having her leave indefinitely the moment he spoke to me!”

“Fuck! What happened to the original doctor?”

“Ey ey, aren’t chu guys forgetting about someone?” Eric said.

Both Candy and Jack raised an eyebrow at Eric, then they remembered poor Veronica who was standing there with a cherry red face and looking erratic. Jack blinks rapidly, and then he chuckles. He drops Candy’s arms off his and walks up to her.

She looks away and starts trembling from how nervous she was because he asked her out on a date. She tried speaking but she only muttered words and covered her face.

Jack couldn’t help but smile. “Oh Veronica, you still haven't changed after all these years, haven’t you?” He then boldly grabs her hands and she freaks.

She was so red that Candy thought she was about to blow steam from the top of her head from the embarrassment she was experiencing. Eric on the other hand laughs because not only was this a bitter sweet sight, but it was something wholesome for once. But that wholesomeness was interrupted by Angela’s door unsuspectedly opening on its own. Everyone looked, and Jack was the only one showing signs of fear. His hands trembled, eyes quivered, and Veronica noticed.

“Ja-Jack?” she asked in a worried tone.

Candy crossed his arms. “Well, I’m going in first, and that was rather spooky that the door opened on its own, huh sweeties?”

“Fruit loop… that’s going to be the last time you’ll ever call me sweetie.” Eric said, then pushes Candy aside and he yelps on purpose to agitate him. Eric ignores it and proceeds onward into Angela’s room.

Candy followed behind shortly, leaving both Veronica and Jack alone momentarily.

Jack continued shaking, he didn’t know what to do or why the door suddenly opened. But one thing was certain to Jack, he could feel an angry aura emitting out of the room. He wondered if it was Angela he was feeling… Or her.

Veronica pats Jack’s cheek, snapping him out of his scare momentarily. “Jack, are you okay? What’s the matter, tell me.”

Jack stopped his shaking, and took a deep breath. “It-It’s nothing… Let's go inside, then I’ll ask you for the favour I have in mind. Sorry for worrying you.”

Veronica grins. “Okay, but don’t think you can escape my question from earlier because I won’t forget mister!” She puffs her cheeks out in an adorable manner, bringing a half grin back on Jack’s scared face.

Jack took another deep breath before walking in. He walked in first and Veronica followed behind after. Upon walking in the room, Jack’s chest felt heavy, his breathing felt short and intense, sweat dripped down his face. Again he felt scared, but Veronica brushed it away by grabbing his hand, calming him down for the moment. He deepy sighs, wipes his face with his palm, and steps around the corner. Once he did, he saw Candy and Eric conversing with Angela. They looked worried for her, but she had a rather calm smile on her face.

Jack swallows, he tightens his jaw, but Veronica stops him from stepping any further by tugging his arm. He gazes down at her and she smiles at him, nodding to rub some confidence in him to ease his nerves. Jack nods too, showing her that he’s thankful for the comfort, but the moment he looked forward, Angela’s eyes were dead set on him, and they were empty. Empty, cold, lifeless, her gaze startled him so much that he made a scared moaned sound, spooking Veronica.

Eric and Candy noticed Angela staring straight, being dead silent, then they looked at the direction she was staring. It was only Jack and Veronica, although they immediately noticed Jack’s frightened face. Walking up to him, they started speaking to him, but Jack’s hearing sounded muffled and distorted so he couldn’t hear anything they were saying. Both him and Angela were staring down at each other, but one’s eyes were quaking in freight while the others expressed repulsion.

Why… Why is she staring at me like that? Jack thought.

Veronica too tried getting his attention, trying to wave a hand, shouting his name but her efforts were meaningless too because everything around Jack was ringing and distorted.

Jack gasps suddenly, spooking everyone around him, and he even lets go of Veronica’s hand. Though when he did, Angela’s eyes were no longer expressing emptiness nor repulsion, they were now glistening, and full of life.

Angela opens her arms out to his direction, and says in a soft pampering tone. “Welcome back… brother, I missed you.”

Jack’s mind then fogged with black, the world around him turned black and white. The people around him melted away as steaming tar except for Angela who dissipated into smoke. Reality around him then burned away like paper, turning to ash as those giggles of torment returned to rile him up again, bringing out depressed anger out of Jack. He screamed his lungs out in fury, screaming into the now void of blackened darkness that haunted him since childhood.

“NO! NO!” Jack yelled out in agonised anger. “Stop! Stop… you damn wretched btich!”

Those giggles now transitioned to whimpers, and her voice returned to say, “You wretched human, you user, and abuser!” Her whimpers then turned to agonised cries of anger.

Jack gripped his hair in the void, damning her and everyone who’s made his life faze into the deepest parts of hell. After countless moments of crying, screaming, and even broken laughter, Jack’s mind succumbed to total darkness.

***

It’s night time, in the deepest root of the most elite neighbourhood glazed in richness was Veronica’s manor home off in the distance. Sarah and Anna were on their way to her home, walking on the cleanest sidewalks and walking past the biggest homes in Detroit Michigan that belonged to politicians and the wealthy. They were called by Veronica and were informed about Jack’s condition and the current situation.

Anna adjusted her flannel and gazed briefly to the lit sky full of shining stars. “I still think we should’ve gone to the hospital to check on Jack rather than going to Veronica’s house.”

Sarah kept her eyes straight and looked puzzled. “Yeah, but no turning back now.”

Anna glanced at Sarah and saw her puzzled face. “You okay? You’ve looked troubled the moment you walked out of your house, something bothering you, cute girl?”

Sarah brought her gaze to the passing houses to their left. “It’s nothing, rather, I can’t really tell you.”

Anna didn’t like her tiny goth friend's answer, it actually made her feel curious about what she’s hiding. As the two girls kept walking, as Anna stared at her friend while she seemed dead focused straight ahead, Sarah’s facial expression showed more than her voice, rather it sounded monotone. Anna, knowing how she is, being the curious friend out of the bunch, wanted to ask more, much more, in fact it was getting to her. She felt the need to tease her or grab her to get an answer, but for now she’ll put it to the side.

Anna moaned and stretched. “Whatever you say goth girl. But I’m here for you if you need someone to talk to.”

Sarah mildly grins and looks away. “Yeah, I know… thank you, Anna.”

Anna smiles and wraps her arm around Sarah’s shoulders, comforting her best friend. While Sarah had many problems to figure out and confront, for now, they had to figure out why a meeting was being made at Veronica’s home of all places. The two girls after another five minutes of walking have arrived at Veronica's manor home with its big fountain in the middle, large front yard dwarfing most homes properties and a house fitting for more than ten people, it’s no wonder the two rarely visit her. Whenever they did, they always felt out of place and uncomfortable being inside something so fancy.

Both girls walked the long driveway to her giant front door and knocked. They waited for a minute and Veronica opened the door, welcoming them in without saying a word. She looked afraid and worried. The two girls already knew why, but when they walked in, they saw why she might feel afraid, because on her couch sitting there like a lifesize doll was Angela. She was wearing casual clothing, a t-shirt, black jeans, but it’s the fact she was sitting there, frozen with her big blue eyes staring off into space and lifeless that made it seem like she was one.

Anna looked to Veronica. “She’s here two? And why is she just sitting there…”

Veronica grabbed Anna’s hand. “I-I’ve been wondering that too… She's been sitting like that ever since Candy and Eric walked off to the other living room to discuss some plans. Anna, I’m creeped out…!”

Sarah didn’t say a word and walked over to a couch that was across from Angela and sat down. Both Anna and Veronica looked at each other, Anna shrugged and walked to a single leather couch placed in the middle that her dad sat in and Veronica deeply sighed and walked to Sarah to sit next to her. All four girls were present, sitting in Veronica’s living room in total silence, mostly from Angela staring at nothing with those empty blue jewels, leaving the other girls to feel rather uncomfortable. Candy and Eric were both sitting at another part of her home like Veronica said, discussing what’s next for them. Her parents weren’t home thankfully, they were out of town for the next few days, leaving their dear daughter alone in such a big home though that wouldn’t be an issue if you lived in the most secure neighbourhood in all of Michigan.

The air’s melancholy and serious, not by coincidence, but because of Jack’s well-being. He wasn’t there in her home, he’s being kept at the hospital momentarily because earlier in that day when all four were present in Angela’s room except for the other two girls, he suddenly screamed out in terror and fainted. Both Candy and Eric were shocked by what happened, Veronica especially, it was her first time seeing Jack freakout like that. They tried waking him up, but no matter what they did, he just wouldn’t.

So as their efforts of trying to awake the broken fool were meaningless, they got a doctor, though not the doctor they were suspecting, it was the same one Candy warned them about who was chosen miraculously and advised them to leave Jack at the hospital while they leave with Angela in the meantime. He said he’ll give them a call when he wakes up and update them on his condition. As for the rest, surprisingly Veronica invited the three to her home, which was the plan from the start for Jack. So in the end it was all in his favour, but as for Jack, he was left behind to bask in his darkened broken mind.

As the girls continued sitting in silence, Anna felt it was time to bring this obstacle to an end. She stands up, walks up to Angela, and pokes her cheek. Veronica gasps, Sarah though stayed quiet and seemed sad. Anna’s effort didn’t go unnoticed, Angela reacted by blushing red and flailing her arms around her, bringing a giggle out of Anna from how adorable she reacted.

“There, that’s better!” Anna said as she placed her fists on her hips, feeling proud of herself.

Angela sighs. “Don’t do that! You spooked the life out of me!”

Anna laughs. “I don’t know about that, from how your cute eyes were staring off and looked like empty cans, I thought your soul was no longer with us.”

“HMPH!” Angela puffs her cheeks out and crosses her arms.

Veronica couldn’t help but giggle too. “Now relax you two, no need to start a cute fight over nothing.”

Angela with her arms crossed looks away from everyone. “Shut up… no one’s talking to you.”

The way she replied to Veronica was rather cruel and Veronica didn’t take it too kindly.

“Woah, relax. It sounds to me like someones being a spoiled brat!” Veronica then spat her tongue out.

Angela sarcastically chuckles. “Ooo, that’s rich! Coming from someone who’s actually a spoiled brat. Give me a break.”

Veronica didn’t like this, not one bit. She stood up from her couch with clenched fists. “Haagh?! How dare you! I invite you to my home to help you out and this is how you—?”

“Nobody asked you to, you know? Besides I couldn’t care less, I just want to be beside my brother, not a dumb four eyed snob.”

“Oh you…!”

“Hey!” Anna shouted as she still stood between them like a fence that prevented the potential of their anger from reaching maximum.

“Can we all get along here? Please, no shouting or mean vibes, let's all chill like Sarah over there!” Anna then pointed at Sarah who still sat in silence with a cloud over her head.

“Oh… nevermind, sorry Sarah, didn’t mean to call you out like that seeing as you don’t seem the brightest of moods right now.”

Sarah nods in response to Anna’s words, but as for Angela, she wasn’t done. She then sets her eyes on Sarah.

“Heh… funny, I bet the only reason why she’s all quiet and sad is because my brother rejected her on her date.”

“Okay, totally unnecessary missy! You need a timeout!” Anna replied.

“Rich… I don’t need you to tell me my punishment, just… Blegh!” Angela then sticks her tongue out at Anna.

Veronica has had enough, she walks out from behind Anna and confronts Angela face to face.

“You need to be quiet or else I’ll truly get angry! You’re rude, and you weren’t like this when we all first met you, so what’s the deal, huh?”

Angela looks away with a smug grin. “Oh please… I don’t need to hear such empty threats from a bitch—”

“All of you shut the hell up!” Sarah shouted abruptly.

All three girls stood there, baffled, and silent. Veronica and Anna saw Sarah clenching her skirt, and trembling. Angela couldn’t care less so she only looks away and stays quiet in the meantime. Sarah made soft sounds of emotional pain, but quickly hid her emotions away to not make the air feel as intense as it currently is.

Sarah deeply sighs, and raises her head. “You guys are being so stubborn and selfish right now that you’re forgetting about why we’re here in the first place… and that’s for Jack’s well-being.”

Veronica and Angela both made sounds of regret. They both had not realised that they were being so petty over nothing, but too bad Angela didn't notice her behaviour instead wanted to shift blame to Veronica. Anna’s had enough too, she grabs both of Angela’s shoulders, stares into her troubled eyes, and sticks her tongue out to her face. Veronica giggles, Sarah does a little, but as for Angela, she only rolls her eyes.

Angela sighs, looks to Sarah, and stares deep into her saddened soul. “So… why are you so worried about my brother, because when he brings you up it sounds as if your relationship with him is neutral. So you hardly know the guy or even hung out with him, right? So what’s up… wit—”

Sarah made a sudden sound of anger, interrupting Angela’s speaking. She twitched even from the exposing word that was about to come out of Angela’s mouth. “Ho...w do you—?”

“Well… I see that all you girly girls are getting along well hmm? Mind if I join in with you all!” Candy welcomed himself into the living room, walking all girly like and sat next to Angela.

“Oh Candy, thank goodness you’re here. Angela’s gotten out of control.” Anna said, sitting back down on the couch and sighing.

“Hmm, mini boo… why’re you being so cruel to the rest of these sugar mommas huh?”

Angela looks away. “Hmph…”

“Oh whatever, you little devil.” Candy rubs her head aggressively, and she makes sounds of aggravation.

Candy turned his attention to Sarah, reading her mood and noticing how frustrated yet sad she appeared. The rest of the girls stayed quiet, Veronica crossed her arms, walking out of the living room temporarily. Anna closes her eyes for the moment, and Sarah quivers in her silence, mainly from how Angela almost said a word of her exposure to her closest friends.

Breaking the awkward tension, Angela pans her attention back to Sarah. “So… Sarah, was it? Mind telling me properly why you’re so worried about a person who you hardly know?”

Sarah doesn’t respond. She hung her head, and clenched her skirt, remaining silent.

“Mini boo… quit being a harsh little devil to these girls that are potential wives for your dear brother ohohoho!”

That did it, Candy mentioning the word potential wives made everyone besides Sarah jump out of their silence. Anna chuckles, Angela’s eyes turn empty, and Veronica who’s above the living room overhearing their conversation leaning against the upstairs guard rail flusters.

Candy though, he was serious. “Well that ain’t gonna happen cause…”

Candy stands up, poses sexually, and winks at everyone, including the sneaky Veronica.

Candy lets out a giggle, and pumps a fist. “I’ll be the one to beat all of you! Bwhahaha! I’m much more sexy and beautiful than all of you combined ooo yes honey!”

Angela grabs Candy’s butt cheek, and pinches it. “Stop it, you weirdo.”

“Owowow! Oh my god… you ruthless little fiend, ugh, why I never! Hmph!”

Angela bursts out in laughter, along with Anna, and Veronica. Sarah though, has not said nor acknowledged the silly moment that Candy put up to bring everyone's moods up.

I’m sorry…. Everyone, I can’t bring myself to laugh right now. Sarah stands up. “Would you guys excuse me for a second… I need some air, I’m sorry.” Sarah said as she stood up and walked off.

Everyone watches as Sarah walks away. Veronica watches as her sad friend walks out of the living room and makes her way to the backyard.

“Sarah… What's bothering you?” Veronica muttered.

Sarah walked out into Veronica’s backyard, gazing up at the moon, appearing to be concentrating her emotions. Narrowing her eyes and relaxing her shoulders, the goth girl took many short breaths to feel at ease.

“You almost snapped there, Sarah…” she muttered then shook her head. “Well, at least it’s a nice night.”

The night's calm, dark, misty, flower beds behind Veronica’s big home responded to Sarah’s inner conflications, changing their natural colours into the colour of gloom. The past events that have occurred have made Sarah’s life into a living hell, a complete change into her life that was just normal has now been transformed into something out of a fictional story. She always knew she was different than anyone else along with having knowledge of what this world has hidden beneath its shadows,but never to these magnitudes she’s experienced the past five years.

Sarah balled a fist and narrowed her eyes more. That Exorcist… said I’m a revolting sight, a hindrance to this world and a burden to his past due to one’s actions that brought forth this precious world's end… But—why me?

Sarah walked up to one of the tree’s in Veronica’s backyard, and sat beneath its shadow.

What am I? Why am I seen as a villain to his eyes when he’s the one who’s done more harm than I to my knowledge.

Sarah brought her knees up, and hugged them. “I’m not a revolting sight, I’m not evil… I’m not a burden to nature herself… I’m just a girl.”

Her eyes trembled as she tightly hugged her knees. Sarah buries her head into them. “Mom… Dad… why do you hate each other so much… Why haven’t you shown me more of this cruel world that awaits folks like me?”

The goth girl let out a single tear and sniffled.

“Am I alone… am I meant to be left to soak in this awful feeling of complete isolation when nobody else can relate to—”

Sarah then stopped her-self monologuing. Slowly rising her head out of her knees, Sarah’s red gems of mysterious beauty have glistened.

“Jack…” But her moment of isolated reflection had been interrupted by rustling coming from the deep woods behind Veronica’s home.

The noise sounded like it came from the depths of darkness inside the woods. Sarah quickly got to her feet, and to see who made the noise interrupting her thinking. Staring deeply into the darkened woods, Sarah turned serious, furrowed her brows, and slowly retracted her footing.

“Wh...o’s there?” Sarah said, but her response was not the one that she seeked, it turned her cruel day into something far worse than she could imagine. “Who… are you people?!”