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Chapter 23

#Chapter 23 Monster

#Chapter 23: Monster

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Nina’s eyes widened when I finally told her the truth.

“No,” she said, pacing back and forth and rubbing her head. “This isn’t real. Werewolves aren’t real. Talking

skeletons are not real!”

I sighed and stood, walking over to her.

“Look,” I said, pulling aside the torn fabric of my jeans to show her my wound. It was already healing. The torn flesh from the skeleton’s attack was rejoining without leaving so much as a scar. Even the blood disappeared.

When Nina saw my leg heal, she stumbled backwards into the wall, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily.

“I have to be dreaming,” she said. I watched quietly as she pinched her arm to try and wake herself up.

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“This is real, Nina,” I said. “You’re awake.”

“Well then, I must be going insane,” she said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

I walked toward Nina and took her by

shoulders, stooping to look

the eyes.

my chest, right over my heart

won’t stop watching you, because someone — or something — has sinister plans

shuddered again, but didn’t say anything Before I had the

stop her, she ran out

room.

afraid of us,” Fio

know,” I replied out loud. “She

human, after all.”

used on him would only last for so long before he reanimated again. Some witch must have put a spell on this skeleton, but for what purpose, I didn’t know. I

and cringed when I saw Nina’s phone on the floor, its screen cracked now. “Shit…” I whispered, stooping to pick

to twitch again. I stormed over to it and grabbed it off the stand, pinning it, #Chapter 21

to one of the tables by its

sent you, and why?”

the bewitched skeleton

chuckled.

me,” the skeleton

skeleton’s throat.” What would

had to know the truth. My only option was to force an answer out of it. With my hand still on its neck, I reached over to a table next to me and grabbed the first instrument I could think of:

brandished the bone saw so the skeleton could see it,

gliding it along the skeleton’s ribs. ” Your arm?

start with a leg.”

skeleton squirmed beneath me, but I was far stronger. Skeletons were the lowest form of the undead; without muscle or flesh, they were incredibly weak compared to most

argue that vampires were more cursed

said, lowering the bone saw to the skeleton’s femur. I let the blade graze

cried out. “I swear no one

leg and

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