GalacticBiRavenclaw - Page 5

Penumbra enters the building - a gas station. She'd been extensively researching the mortal realm in the months leading up to her escape. She doesn't have any money, but she looks around anyway.
As she's walking around the shelves, she spots a girl - about her age.
They lock eyes.
Something about this person reminds her of home. The girl radiates darkness.
Penumbra takes a deep breath. "Hi," she says. Starting conversation - it's normal... right?
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I lie on the police station couch. It's almost midnight. I can feel myself fading off to sleep...
"Callista," says the Reaper.
I open my eyes. "Yes?"
"There has been an earthquake. Come. There are many who are dying."
There's a whirlwind, and when it stops, the Reaper turns to me. "This is our first assignment. His name is Barney Anders."
A bearded man lies dying, crushed by a large boulder. Tears stream down his face, and he struggles to breath... Read Full Chapter

"Hello, Callista."
I look up to see the Reaper walking towards me.
"Is this a dream?" I ask.
The Reaper nods. "I can only take you to be by the sides of the dying when you are unconscious. My estimates say that you will be conscious in another half hour, so we have time for a couple jobs."
I gulp. "I'm... ready."
There's a whirlwind of air, and then we're by the side of an elderly man lying in bed. He's clutching his chest, and sweating profusel... Read Full Chapter

I walk home from school, staring dejectedly at the pavement as I go. Who will die next? Why me? Why must I go through this? A tear trickles down my cheek.
All of a sudden, I smell something.
Smoke.
I look up to see a plume of thick smoke coming up from what used to be my aunt's house.
Three firefighters and two police officers are standing at the scene. I run up to them.
"Excuse me," I say, a lump in my throat. "D-did anyone happen to... did a... Read Full Chapter

I crack my eyes open and am immediately blinded by a bright light. Dad's face pokes into my field of view.
"Oh, look at that - you're awake!" He smiles and holds up a knife. "Would you rather me start with your left toes, or your right?"
My stomach feels heavy. "W-where am I?"
Dad ignores me. "Of course, I could always skip the toes, and go right to the ankles."
I take a shuddering breath. "I'm in the workroom, aren't I?"
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This dream is in two parts.

THE TESTS

My homeroom teacher (Mr. H) kidnapped me and around 9 other kids. He then put us through a series of tests, each one incredibly disturbing.
We had to pull the skin off of our bodies and stab ourselves with knives.
We had to sit in a shadowy room while clowns jumped out and scared us.
And finally, we had to kill each other to see who'd be the last one left. The winner would get to leave.

I won, but for some reason, I stayed - I wanted to "train" some ... Read Full Chapter