As Maya approached her house, she noticed that Blythe’s window seemed to be glowing from within.
‘Weird! I wonder what she’s doing up there.’
Maya entered the house and threw her books on the hall dresser.
She decided to try to talk to her sister.
She was just about to climb the stairs when an unseen force began to pull her up.
‘What the……..’ suddenly Maya’s powers of speech left her and all she could do was be drawn up the stairs toward her sisters bedroom
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@)--)------ ~’~’~’~Come to me, come to me my lovely sister. My beautiful, popular sister.
My soon to die sister.
Blythe had it all worked out.
Over the last month, she had been preparing herself, and unbeknownst to her, preparing Maya.
Yes, preparing her for this night, this special night.
The noose in the wardrobe was ready, the note was ready.
All she needed now was Maya.
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@)--)------ ~’~’~’~Maya made her way up the hall towards Blythe’s room.
She had no control over her actions, but a part of her brain was screaming out to be heard.
She strained to hear what it was saying.
Something about running away?
Something about not to give in?
Maya couldn’t quite make it out, but something told her to fight.
So she tried to.
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Resistance?
Don’t resist me Maya.
Don’t even try.
‘This is the time, this is the hour, mine is the darkness, mine is the power.’
Blythe let out a high pitched cackle. The time was approaching, Maya and her life was just outside the door.
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@)--)------ ~’~’~’~Maya began to struggle.
She could sense something was wrong.
Suddenly thoughts that weren’t her own began to flash through her head.
She tried to shy away from the force, she tried to grab out at something.
‘Kill me, take life away. Hanging perfect.’
Maya shook her head.
She was not thinking that. Where were these macabre thoughts coming from?
Suddenly it dawned on her.
Blythe.
It had to be. Maya had always been able to tap into Bly’s thoughts, at least she had, before all this.
The power must be returning to her.
But why?
Why now?
And why was Blythe thinking this?
Maya managed to shake her head in an effort to get away from the force.
It seemed to be weakening?
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@)--)------ ~’~’~’~No! this can not be happening! My power! Maya can’t possibly be able to break it! No!
Harder, yes, harder. I will have to try.
‘ Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the North. By the power of Earth and by the powers of three times three……Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the East. By the power of Air and by the powers of three times three……Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the South. By the power of Fire and the power of three times three……….Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the West. By the power of Water and by the power of three times three…….I call thee, I beg thee, I need thee……………’
Come to me! Come to me! NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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