Page 37 of Spice's Halloween

“Rats, that’s all I’m getting from Vogue, and she’s burning shit left, right, and centre,” Romeo replied.

Three more screams lit the air, and we paused.

“Was that Lindy?” Oracle inquired.

“Why would Lindy be here?” I demanded.

“Rosalea!” Iona shrieked, and we swapped glances.

“What the fuck?” we asked.

“Could they be running from that?” Priest inquired, and we spun to glance where he pointed.

Shuffling figures headed towards us, and we all stiffened.

“Is that…?” Oracle whispered.

“Nope!” I said, shaking my head firmly. “Zombies don’t exist. The dead don’t walk.”

“Then what the hell are they?” Romeo demanded, stepping backwards.

“For fuck’s sake!” I snapped and walked forward to meet the lead zombie. I reached out and grabbed his arm and stared in mute disgust as it came off in my hand and dripped nasty crap all over me.

“Run!” Oracle screamed.

The fuckers took to their heels and left me as the zombie leaned into my personal space, and an eye popped out. I didn’t hesitate. I dropped the arm and ran. Shit had just got weird.

Lindy, Iona, Rosalea

“Should we be here?” Rosalea whimpered as she clung to Iona.

“We’re fine! The club owns this, remember?” I said as I placed the planchet on the board. We were sitting in a circle around it, and I’d set everything up.

It was hard not to smile, knowing what was coming, but I held back and urged the girls to put their finger on the planchet.

“Is anybody there?” I asked. Nothing happened, and Iona began to relax. Too soon.

Suddenly, the planchet shot to yes.

“Fuck!” Iona cried and leaned slightly forward.

“Tell me you pushed that!” Rosalea squeaked.

“Shush, child,” I reprimanded. “Can you spell your name?”

Slowly the planchet ran through the letters that spelt demon.

“Don’t take your finger off the planchet; you’ll release it!” I warned Rosalea, who looked ready to bolt.

Rosalea shook in her spot. Without warning, the planchet rose in the air and began spinning. That was all it took. Rosalea let out a scream, making me jump, and I screamed myself. Within seconds, Rosalea was on her feet and running.

“Rosalea!” Iona yelled and raced after her. Moments later, Iona returned, grabbed my hand, and we both chased after the terrified girl.

Warden, Kosmic, Noble, Wyvern, and Griffin

“What the fuck is happening?” I snarled as screams, cries and yells tore through the silence.

“I’ve no freaking idea. But something is scaring the hell out of everyone,” Kosmic replied.

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