As the leader returned to his followers after foraging the surrounding areas, the sky began lighting with blue and pink neon lights. He hitched his horse to go faster up the mountain side trail, and as he watched the skies symbols started to appear and move within the waves of pink and blue. He approached the campsite by the cave ledge on the highest mountainside, and saw his partner throwing herbal ingredients into their campfire. With each toss, the fire burned a different color. Each herb tossed, his partner changed chants. “Now when I met you down in the city, you didn’t tell me you did these kinds of things” He yelled still mounted on his horse “I don’t need no hoodoo-voodoo on this here trip!“ He chose to stay on the horse, until he was explained on what was brewing in front of him. His partner stood from the log bench propped next to the fire and proclaimed, “This ain’t no ‘hoodoo-voodoo’ boss, I am just gifting the gods and goddesses with herbal sacrifice in return for showing us the way,” He points up towards the symbols flashing across the sky ‘The circles are moving and closing in on a specific set of constellations in the north direction.” “So if you look that way, I think it tells us to head north towards Jamestown!” The younger partner of the two that were left at the campsite yelled out as he emerged from deep inside the cave. He held a torch in one hand, and rocks in the other. “Now what did I tell you about venturing off by yourself?” The boss man yelled as he dismounted his horse. The younger partner dropped his rocks as the boss man yelled to him. The boss walked closer towards the fire, and the younger partner followed his lead to the campfire. As they all sat around, the younger partner fidgeted with his hands in his lap. The older partner began sharpening sticks and stones to make arrows. The boss man took a seat and looked up into the sky towards the direction the symbols that were just displayed across. Suddenly he remembered how he was sent off to find food, and the crew hadn’t eaten in hours. The boss stoop and walked over to the satchel draped across the horse. He pulled a few apples out of one pocket and oranges from another, stollen from the orchard farm not to many miles back on the trail. He handed them out to his partners, leaving a few sitting on a cloth next to the campfire. “Now Jamestown ain’t were my family inheritance will be. We ain’t even from this area, still got about 150 miles north to go from here.” The boss reached his hands to his face pondering, “I don’t remember the town, but I know it ain’t Jamestown because I’ve been there before and looked on my way south to town where I found you fellas.” “Well of course it doesn’t mean that is it’s location, just which way we should be headed.” The older partner shrugged as he continued with his spears. At this point he had a pile of ten next to his foot, and still had many more he planned to make throughout the night. “I knew we was to be heading north, so that whole facade was useless.” The boss mumbled under his breath and rolling his eyes. He looked up to see if his partner had heard his words, but he continued making spears and the boss then thought nothing of it. “So you decided to venture off—“ The boss man started to say to the younger partner when he was cut off. “Actually,” The spear-making partner interrupted, “I told him he could look around the cave.” He now stopped making his spears and looked up to the boss. “Well if you said so,” The boss man again mumbled, “I’m off to bed.”He walked up to his satchel and untied the rolled blanket on the side. He walked closer to the fire and draped the blanket across the gravely ground. As he sat down onto the blanket he looked into the fire and felt like he saw a presence standing within. He shook his head and proceeded to lay on the ground and keep his eyes to the sky. He watched as the clouds slowly rolled passed in the atmosphere, and eventually he drifted off to sleep.

The front of the building held a posted guide map to the featured businesses within the building, but this location Audrey and James was given wasn’t marked. They searched room after room on every floor, not finding the entrance they were searching for as they were invited to the local psychic. They ascended to the top floor, while marching down the hallway Audrey could smell something burning on the other end. Traveling along down the long straight corridor, a dim light was radiating from the last doorway on the left. The light seemed it was fading in and out slightly, but never quite fully fading out. James sighed and rolled his eyes, just finally relieved to find someone within the building to talk with as he wasn’t even quite sure how to return to the entrance to get them out of this creepy place. As they neared the doorway that incapsulated the glowing light, the couple noticed the doorway was covered in vines of plants. Specifically Audrey noticed there was a chain of pearls hoisted by a basket from the ceiling. Its stems and leaves draped over the side of the basket nestled in the top left of the doorway, across the top and down the right side. There was a small amount of smoke that rushed out from the doorway near the floor, and before walking in Audrey followed the chain of smoke to see the source. As she did this, the full room they were about to walk into finally came into view. She saw a table paced directly in the center of the room, and a lit incense stick was standing in the center of the table. Audrey watched as the smoke billowed straight up to the ceiling from the burning part of the stick, and it seemed to dissipate into the atmosphere of the room. Although it seemed like many sticks had been burned, as the whole room’s floor was clouded with too much smoke for one incense. The couple agreed in entering the room, and they heard a flicker from a lighter from across the room as James stepped inside. In the gloomy dark corner, the spark of the lighter would illuminate a figure leaning against the wall. A woman emerged from the darkness with a freshly lit joint, blowing the smoke directly into the couples’ faces. As this mysterious woman did this, all of the smoke finally made sense to Audrey as she felt like there had to have been another source for all of the smoke. As the woman emerged, James focused on the attractive features. She was wearing a black laced dress, compared to a wedding dress and mage robe combined. He watched as the woman moved around and the fabric hugged her body in different places, and while the woman slowly circled them all James could think about was getting to know the woman more. James was instanced, and Audrey broke free after noticing something off about the woman. Audrey also noticed the dress, but enjoyed the fact the wrist was attached to the excess fabric of the lower part of the dress making a webbed looking pattern. Focusing on this dress Audrey noticed something off about the dress, it seemed to be radiating heat or her vision was just super blurry. The woman signaled for the couple to sit across her as she sat at the centered table, her hand gesturing the chairs across while the other rests inside of a bag on her lap. After they sit, the woman pulled out a basket and tossed tiny trinkets into the basket and studies them intensely afterwards. James attempted to interrupt and ask what she was doing or even what was going on, but the woman had hushed him by the wave of her hand. He looked at Audrey and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. James could barley have make any noise by attempting to gasp, and this is when Audrey snapped out and felt like it was time to leave. She looked to the left of the table where a mirror was displayed on the wall. In the mirror she could see the front door perfectly, but the woman had noticed Audrey’s wandering gaze before she could determine if the door was locked or not. The dark mystical woman slammed her fists onto the table, yelling at the couple for “wasting her time with games”, then standing to dissipate back into the dark corner of the room.

As Meredith sat at the dinning room table, her husband walked through the open doorway. He set down his work tools by the table, and sat next to his wife. He rummaged through his work bag, and pulled out a folded sheet of paper. “So John met with me during lunch break,” Her husband paused and looked down at his hands. “He gave me this, and said that if anything were to happen to him, I would have to bring this to the police.” He slid the note across the table to her, and she noticed his hands were trembling as he pulled them away slowly. As she grabbed the note that was just handed to her, her husband walked away into the kitchen area. Before reading this suspicious note, she waited for her husband to return. She heard him rummage through the fridge, and she thought to herself he must be grabbing a beer. When her husbands footsteps trailed away she assumed he wasn’t returning, and slowly unfolded the piece of paper. The note was written on a lined yellow paper, the ones that get ripped out of the larger pads. She recognized the paper, as all the men uses these notepads for work. She looked at the words displayed, ‘This wasn’t an accidental, look into my death. I don’t trust anybody, not even my wife’. It was closed off with his name, and Meredith didn’t know what it meant. Meredith could hear the shower running in the upstairs bathroom, so she headed down to the basement to flip the laundry. As she descended the basement stairs, she could hear the dryer timer chime going off. She pulled down the folded shelf she had installed, and pulled all the laundry out onto it. While folding, Meredith thought to herself about the note and her husband’s weird behavior. As she tumbled through her thoughts, she thought about John’s wife Alice. She was such a sweet girl when they met her, and she continued to show this at all of the work dinners the employees held to bond their group better. Her husband worked at a car dealership, and everyone was like family there. While tranced into folding the clothes, Meredith couldn’t hear her husband calling for her. He opened the stairway door and leaned his head in, He saw the light down in the laundry room and called for her again. Meredith was shocked out of her focus, and peered around the laundry room doorway to see her husband standing at the top of the steps. He nodded his head motioning her to come upstairs, and she called up that she would be finished soon. Meredith’s husband loved to cook, so once he had finished his shower she assumed he must have started dinner for them. She turned back to the laundry when her husband acknowledged her response and walked away from the stairway. She finished folding the last pair of pants to the load, and laid the folded clothes into a basket to carry upstairs. As she ascended the stairs, their pet cat started meowing and was sat at the top of the stairway. Meredith knew it was also their precious pet’s time for dinner, so she sat the folded clothes basket in the hallway to attend to the cat’s needs. She filled the food bowl, and returned to walk down the hallway to grab the basket. As she passed the dining room, she saw her husband had dinner laid out and he was already eating to the news on the television. He normally would wait for her, but she shrugged it off and brought the basket to their bedroom closet. She set it down information of the door, and she sat onto the bed deciding if she wanted to put them away right then. Meredith felt bad her husband was already eating , so she decided to do it later and join her husband for dinner. As she descended the hallway walking up to the dinning room door, there was something cutting the normal program for breaking news. Sitting at the chair placed with her plate of food, she continued to watch was was being explained on the television. ‘Breaking News: John Smith found dead by the 4th street railroad tracks’ Meredith dropped her fork in her hand, and as it clatter to her plate she let out a loud audible gasp. She turned her head towards the note still left unfolded on the table.

It seemed like a normal day. Jasmine left her last class as the bell rang, and headed for the bus lines. They had the students group by bus number outside of the front doors, and the buses pulled into the loop all parking in a line. One of the teachers called off the bus numbers one by one, and all the students filled in. Jasmine was grouped for the last bus, and while waiting she talked with a few of her classmates. As she approached the girls, they were talking about their crushes. Jasmine pretended to care and listen in as gossip was not her thing, and she even made a few comments about the pictures the girls were showing around. Their bus number was called, and the girls stopped talking and headed to board the bus. Jasmine preferred to sit at the front, but as she assumed the others sat near the back. Jasmine didn’t want to be rude, so she sat two rows ahead and made it apparent she was still involved in their conversation. The girls continued the conversation that started at school, and Jasmine continued to pretend she was interested. Some of the girls in the group get off at Jasmine’s stop, she wanted to make sure she had some people she could do school projects with. As the bus approached their stop, Jasmine gathered her things getting ready to exit. The group of girls walked off the bus in a line, and as they exited, Jasmine and another girl had taken a left up the street and the other three took a right. Jasmine was walking with a girl named Sophia, and she lived a few houses down from her. As they walked they discussed things like their favorite hobbies, and what they planned for the upcoming weekend. As they walked closer to Sophia’s house, they heard three loud knocks behind them. The two girls turned and saw a figure standing under a light post down the street on the opposite side. It was tall wearing a long black trench coat and an umbrella, and as they looked at the figure, it used its umbrella tip to knock on the base of the post. Sophia turned to Jasmine, and uttered “RUN”, before taking off up her driveway to her front porch. As Sophia’s front door slammed shut, Jasmine looked back at where the figure was standing and it was gone. Normally Jasmin wouldn’t be spooked by things like this, but something in the pit of her stomach told her to listen to Sophia. Jasmine turned and ran. She tried running as fast as she could, and to keep her mind calm, she counted the six houses as she ran up the sidewalk. As she made it closer to her house, the figure was standing at the post directly a crossed the street. Jasmine looked at the figure and she decided it would be best to go to her back door instead, as she believed this would the figure less of a direct path to her. She ran beside the house and turned the corner of the house, and the back door was in sight. She hoped it was unlocked, and as she ran to the door she shoved it open with ease. She slammed the door behind her, and locked it as quick as she could. The back door leads straight into the kitchen, and so she grabbed a chef’s knife before heading to the front of the house. She walked up to the large window in the living room, and peeked through the blinds. The figure was still standing there, and was continuously knocking on the base with it’s umbrella. As she focused her gaze, the light posted turned on and she noticed the figure had only a skull for a face, and very bones hands. It was looking down as something blue in its hands, and whatever it was flew away from the figure, the figure looked up at Jasmine. When she felt like she had made direct eye-contact, the figures eyes started glowing bright yellow. Jasmine blinked, and the figure completely vanished. Jasmine rushed to the front door and locked both the dead bolt and the door handle. She leaned her head on the door and took a deep breath in, she was safe. Jasmine stood and turned to the stairs behind her to head to the bedroom. As she turned around, the figure stood behind her and grabbed her throat.