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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

stooping to

the eyes.

is real. Don’t I feel real?” I took her hand and placed it on my chest, right over my heart so she could feel my heartbeat. She let her hand linger there for

said. “But I won’t stop watching you, because someone — or something — has sinister

her head. She shuddered again, but didn’t say anything

stop her, she ran out of

room.

of us,”

know,” I replied out loud.

human, after all.”

to face the skeleton. The incantation I 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

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

skeleton was starting to twitch again. I stormed over to it and grabbed it off the

to one of the tables by

sent you, and

the bewitched

chuckled.

sent me,” the

my grip around the skeleton’s throat.” What would an undead like yourself want

but I 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

skeleton could see

the skeleton’s ribs. ” Your arm? Or maybe I should go

start with a leg.”

but I was 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 a

some would argue that vampires

with a leg,” I said, lowering the bone saw to

skeleton cried out. “I swear no one sent

away from the skeleton’s leg and

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