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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 look her

the eyes.

you saw 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 a few moments, then shuddered and

“But I won’t stop watching you, because someone — or something — has sinister plans for you, and

could practically see the gears turning in her head. She shuddered again, but didn’t say anything Before I had the

stop her, she ran out

room.

afraid of us,” Fio

know,” I replied out

human, after all.”

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 crossed the

foot. 1 looked down and cringed when I saw Nina’s phone on the floor, its screen cracked now. “Shit…” I

looked up from the broken phone, the skeleton was starting to twitch again. I stormed over to

the tables by

sent you, and why?” I

which the bewitched skeleton

chuckled.

sent me,” the skeleton

replied, tightening my grip around the skeleton’s throat.” What would an

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

bone saw so the skeleton could see it,

should I start with?” I said, gliding it along the skeleton’s ribs. ” Your arm? Or

start with a leg.”

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

would argue that vampires were more cursed

lowering the bone saw to the skeleton’s femur. I let the blade graze the

out. “I swear no one sent me. I was attracted to

the blade away from the skeleton’s leg and furrowed my brows. “What

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