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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.

#Chapter 23 Monster

“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

to

the eyes.

real. Don’t I feel real?” I took her hand and placed it on my chest, right over my

said. “But I won’t stop watching you, because someone

She shuddered again, but

to stop her, she ran out

room.

afraid of us,” Fio

know,” I replied out loud. “She

human, after all.”

so long before he reanimated again. Some witch must have put a spell on

looked down and cringed when I saw Nina’s phone on the floor, its screen cracked now.

phone, the skeleton was starting to twitch again. I stormed over to it and grabbed it off the stand, pinning it,

the

sent you, and why?” I

which the bewitched

chuckled.

sent me,” the skeleton

skeleton’s throat.” What would an undead

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: a bone

the skeleton could see it, then began

skeleton’s ribs. ” Your arm? Or maybe

start with a leg.”

far stronger. Skeletons were the lowest form of the undead; without muscle or flesh, they were incredibly weak compared to most other supernatural beings. Becoming an undead skeleton was a punishment brought about by angering a witch, not

argue that vampires were more cursed

think I’ll start with a leg,” I said, lowering the bone saw to the skeleton’s

skeleton cried out. “I swear no one sent me. I

lifted the blade away from the skeleton’s leg and furrowed

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