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Raven is most definitely not smiling.

Detective is sending himself to an early grave by going to Elizabeth's house

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     Kevin swerved to avoid a collision, but his car jolted and the engine shut off.  Kevin spun the steering wheel and the car slid sideways.  Kevin and Holly braced themselves for impact just as their car smashed into the back of the other car.  The windows on the passenger side shattered and Holly covered her head with her hands as the glass showered down on her.  The airbag on the driver‟s side deployed and pushed Kevin back in his seat.        As the white powder from the airbag disappeared, Kevin focused.  He looked at his sister.  “Are you okay?”      Holly lowered her hands from her head and looked around.  “I think so.”      Kevin aggressively opened his door while grumbling under his breath, “Why on Earth did that guy just stop.”     


         Kevin stepped out of his car and into the cold downpour.  The driver‟s door on the other car opened and a man in a long coat stepped out.      “Why did you just stop, buddy?” Kevin shouted.        “It was an accident,” the man yelled back, “my car locked up and then shut off.  I didn‟t have a chance to pull off to the side.”      Kevin approached the man and noticed a police badge hanging from a lanyard around his neck.  The man reached out to shake Kevin‟s hand.......


         "Detective Miller.  I work for the Hilliard Police,” he said. “Sorry about your car – mine just up and stopped.”      “Same here.”      Miller saw that they appeared to be in a hurry and that Holly had been crying.  He became concerned and curious.  “What brings you guys out in the middle of this storm?”      “Um,” Kevin began, “you wouldn‟t believe me if I told you.”      “Try me.”      “Our sister died ten years ago at the Watkins house, and…well, her dead body is laying in my sister‟s bedroom right now.”      Kevin cringed and waited for Miller not to believe him.  Holly hung her head and started to cry again.      “I believe you,” Miller said, shocking both Kevin and Holly.  “Another student that died in that house appeared at the park earlier today.”      Holly gasped, “That was one of the students?”      Miller nodded.  “I was on my way to the Watkins house when my car crapped out.”      “Same here,” Kevin said.  “It‟s not too far up the road.”      Miller turned around and looked up the dark road.  The rain was pouring and lightening flashes lit up the sky.  A rumble of thunder shook the ground, startling them.  “Follow me"


          Kevin and Holly trekked up Amity Rd., shielding their faces from the hard-hitting rain.  They followed Miller who had his flashlight shining out in front of them.  Miller was being very cautious.  He kept glancing off to either side of the road as something felt off to him.  He called back to the siblings:      “Last I checked, before my watched stopped, it was almost five o‟clock.  That‟s way too early for it to be this dark.”      “My watched stopped too – and our cell phones don‟t work,” Kevin yelled back over the rain.        “The cars stopped working, the watches, the electricity – what‟s happening?” Holly whimpered.       Neither Kevin nor Miller had an answer that would make sense.        “Hilliard is haunted,” Miller yelled over the rain.  “I never believed it until tonight.  There‟re just too many strange things happening that I can‟t explain.”      “Yeah – I‟ve been hearing things and seeing things all day.  And then our dead sister ends up on my bed…” Holly said.      “Elizabeth Watkins knows something.  She has too.” Kevin said.       The police SUV where Westman and York were stationed was in sight.  Miller picked up his pace to a slow jog as Kevin and Holly tried to keep up........

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   Miller ran up along side the SUV and looked in the windows.  York and Westman were gone.  Miller turned around and called for them:      “York!  Westman!”        A crack of thunder was the only response.  A violent stream of lightening flashes ignited the sky and all of their attention was drawn to the Watkins house, sitting threateningly in the storm.  A light in one of the upstairs windows was still on and a dark figure peered out from behind the curtain.        “How does she still have power?” Holly trembled.  The curtain in the window closed, leaving only the silhouette of whoever was behind it.  Then, the light turned off...

          Miller pounded on the front door of the Watkins home; he gripped his gun in his other hand.      “Open up, this is the police!” he shouted.      Kevin and Holly stood by on the porch shivering from the cold, incessant rain.  A moment went by and Miller pounded on the door again - harder this time.  “Open the door!”      The door cracked open and Miller stood back and waited.  Through the crack, the house could be seen in complete darkness.        “Hello?” Miller called out, waiting for someone to open the door the rest of the way.        But no one did.        He flipped on his flashlight again and shone it through the two-inch wide crack in the door.  In the beam of light, he could only see sheet-covered furniture.        “Ms. Watkins?” Miller called into the home.  “Valerie?”      In the shadows just beyond what the flashlight beam could pick up, a figure moved closer.  Miller aimed the light up and to the left and illuminated Valerie Warner.  She shielded her eyes from the blinding light.      “Can you not shine that in my face, Detective?” she said irritated



       Ms. Warner, may we come in.  We have some questions,” Miller demanded.      “Sure.”       Moments later, Miller, Kevin and Holly were inside from the storm.  The house was pitch black, and the four of them sat around on the old furniture by candlelight.        Valerie held a candle in her hand, which presented her face in the darkness.  Three other candles were lit on the coffee table and supplied little, but enough, light for the three guests.      “Now, what were these questions, detective?” Valerie asked in an eerily calm manner.      “Is Elizabeth going to join us?” Miller asked.      “She is not,” Valerie said sternly.  “Ms. Watkins is resting upstairs.  She is not well these days.”      “I want to see her before we leave here tonight,” Miller added.      “Detective, what can I do for you?”      “Where are the two officers that were stationed at the end of your driveway?  Officer‟s York and Westman?”      “Last I knew they were still there.  Why?”      “Because neither of them are right now.  Did either of them come into the house?”      “No.”      Holly looked around, creeped out by the room, which was half hidden in shadows.  Hilliard was in a state of menacing darkness, and this home – the Watkins home was the only one to show signs of electricity.  That upstairs bedroom stuck out in her mind.      “Why did you guys have power?” Holly cried out.  “Why was my dead sister in my bed? Why are you lying to us-”?      


       Kevin reached up and calmed his sister.  “Holly,” he said, “let the detective handle this.”      “They‟re lying, Kevin!” Holly exclaimed.      “I know, I know, but just-”      “You have a lot of nerve coming onto our property - into our home - and accusing us of lying, miss!” Valerie raised her voice.  “I‟ve cared for Elizabeth and Seth for as long as I can remember.  This city has treated them like outcasts ever since they moved in here!”      After Valerie‟s outburst, the room fell quiet.  The floor above them started to creak.  It sounded like someone was walking across the floor.      “Now you‟ve disturbed Ms. Watkins.  Excuse me.” Valerie stood up and held her candle out in front of her as she left the room.        Miller waited until he heard Valerie‟s footsteps going up the stairs, and then he stood up and turned on his flashlight.      “Where are you going?” Kevin asked.      “Those officers out there know not to leave their post.  I‟m going to go look for them.  Something doesn‟t seem right here.”  Miller walked to the front door and quietly opened it.  He slipped out and closed the door behind him.      “Something definitely is not right, Kevin,” Holly said.      “What do you mean??"


"That couldn‟t have been Ms. Watkins walking up there – she‟s in a wheelchair"

greg42:


Oya you must teh mi now

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*I'll read tonight*

why keeping us this long before updating? This slow update is killing this thread walahi.

Yemike:
why keeping us this long before updating? This slow update is killing this thread walahi.

I told you......this is an epic horror piece but Greg is killing the thread



#WeNeedUpdate

Greg.....don't make me strike a protest oo

Spirits have footsteps...

I wonder

Our author will post maybe on Monday latest. Please be patient hey

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  Miller walked down the steps on the wet front porch and into the yard.  The rain had slowed down to nothing more than a steady drizzle.  Miller shone his light across the yard at the police SUV.  It was still empty.  He turned to his right and came face to face with the cornfield.      He aimed the light into the tall stalks of corn and watched them rustle in the light rain.  He then turned around and pointed his light down the side of the house and noticed the barn in the backyard.  He sloshed through the grass on his way to the barn.         The candles on the coffee table flickered, making shadows dance on the walls and ceiling.  Kevin and Holly sat uncomfortably in the darkness, waiting for Miller to return with the two officers, and hoping Valerie wouldn‟t come back any sooner.      
“I want to leave,” Holly whispered, her bottom lip quivering.    

  Kevin looked at his sister. “Why?”      “I don‟t like this.  Not one bit.  What‟s happening here, Kev?”      Kevin didn‟t know what to say.  He wasn‟t oblivious to all the happenings, but he didn‟t have any answers either.


       At least, none that would calm Holly down or make any logical sense. “Why was Ava in my bedroom?” Holly asked. Kevin chose to remain quiet.   The floor above them creaked again and ended with a thud.  They both jumped and looked up at the ceiling. A second thud shook the coffee table and one of the three candles went out, sending a thin stream of smoke into the air.  Kevin and Holly watched the table as a third thud from above somehow took out a second candle.  Holly grabbed Kevin‟s arm and gripped it tight. A cold wind blew through the room and the third and final candle fizzled out.  The room sat in darkness.  Holly‟s breathing picked up. 
“Kevin?”
 Kevin didn‟t answer.  Holly gripped his arm tighter and called his name again.
  “Kevin?” 
 Still, there was no answer. Holly then shook her brother‟s arm and started to cry,
 “Kevin! Kevin!” 
A sharp static sound buzzed above them and the chandelier on the ceiling came to life for a brief moment, showcasing a dead girls bloody body hanging from it.  Holly screamed and looked at her brother during the flickering light show.  Kevin was gone – replaced by another fleshy, rotting corpse. Holly screamed as the hollow-eyed corpse faced her and opened his mouth, expelling a gushing fountain of muddy water.  It splashed all over Holly and she stood up fast.  The chandelier lights flickered back off and Holly stumbled backwards and tripped over the coffee table.  

   She landed on her back and heard a groaning sound coming from the mysterious corpse. Her breathing picked up and she started to hyperventilate.  A warm sensation overtook her cheeks and flushed through her face, making her dizzy.  She felt her eyes roll into the back of her head and she collapsed onto her back and passed out. Detective Miller snuck up to the barn and aimed his light at it.  One side of the door was open and the other was closed.  He pointed his light inside the barn and looked around.  He noticed the large black cauldron sitting near the back wall and squinted to see what was sticking out of it. A shuffling noise from behind him caught his attention and he swung around fast, shining his light at the back of the house. 
“York?  Westman?”
 he whispered loudly.  There was no answer.  He heard the noise again, and realized it was coming from above.  He aimed his light up to the edge of the roof where he saw a black raven sitting still, staring down at him.  Miller kept his eye on the bird and noticed something next to it, sitting in the shadows.  He moved his light slightly to the right and noticed a dark figure perched on the roof.   It was a gray, fleshy tone in color and was hunched over........


The dark figure then moved forward and dropped down off the roof and knelt in the soggy grass with its head tucked down by its chest.       “Show yourself!” he called out, aiming his weapon.      The figure sat still and then slowly lifted its head and studied Miller.  Miller stared back at the figure – dead into its dark, hollowed-out eyes.  Without warning, the figure leapt towards him, in-humanly shrieking, and Miller fired his weapon......

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I ought to have find your device and read through everything. this suspense is killing me.
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I ought to have find your device and read through everything. this suspense is killing me.
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   Kevin opened his eyes to darkness.  He was lying on a hard wood floor, but he wasn‟t sure where.  He sat up in a quick panic.    
  “Hello?” 
       he called out into the dark room.  He could hear a low, sickly breathing coming from somewhere nearby.  He stayed quiet and listened.  Someone was in the room with him.  He shifted his eyes back and forth trying to make out anything, but it was just too dark.      “Holly?” Kevin whispered.     
  “Holly‟s not here…” the sickly old voice cackled.      Kevin waited a moment to respond and then thought he knew who he was in the room with. 
 “Ms. Watkins?” 
     “Yes…” she whispered.  
    “Where am I?”      
   Elizabeth didn‟t respond.  Her breathing became phlegmy.  Kevin didn‟t know what to do or say.  He wasn‟t sure what was going on.       
 Elizabeth finally broke the uncomfortable silence and quietly spoke softly to Kevin: 
 “You know, there was a mass murder at a house on Roberts Road – the guy killed his family with an axe and then hung himself with a chain at the bottom of their main staircase.      
  “The auditorium at Davidson High School is supposedly haunted too,” she continued, “but for some reason, for the past thirty years, the city of Hilliard has mistaken me for the Devil.  The murders on my property, the fires in the fields – I‟ve been accused of all of this.  I‟ve been called a witch – a woman named Raven who used to live on this land; this very lot of property.”  
    Kevin spoke up.  “How do you explain all of this stuff then?  Five people died of heart attacks in your house – one of which was my little sister – and a girl hung herself.  Tell me, Ms. Watkins, how does this happen?”  Kevin‟s voice trembled as he held back tears.    
    “I‟ve already told the police that I know nothing.  I did not kill anyone, nor did my husband.  I am not a witch…Raven, she…she…”    
  Elizabeth quieted down.  Kevin couldn‟t even hear her breathing anymore.     
 “Ms. Watkins?” he whispered loudly.        Elizabeth cleared her throat and then whispered very quietly: “…she‟s real"


         "What do you mean, she‟s real?”    
    “Raven is real; she‟s not a legend or a myth.  She‟s not just some piece of local folklore.  She‟s a living, breathing, hellish creature who haunts Hilliard.  And she terrifies me…”      
Elizabeth‟s speech was starting to send chills down Kevin‟s spine.  He adjusted uncomfortably in the darkness and stood to his feet.  His heart was now beating faster and the room grew colder.  Elizabeth continued:     
 “She used to look through the living room windows at me.  She‟d put her hand on the glass and smile the vilest smile you could imagine.  She had no eyes – only hollowed out craters in her face.  Her teeth were jagged and rotten.  She‟s very protective of her property…”  
     “We have to get out of here,” Kevin spoke loudly.  “Where‟s Holly?”    
  “It wouldn‟t do any good to run, young man.  She‟ll find you.” 
     “Where‟s Holly!” Kevin shouted.     
 Elizabeth laughed.  “We‟re all going to die tonight and Raven will win.  She always wins"...


"Ms. Watkins…where‟s your caretaker.  Where‟s Valerie?”      A cold hand reached out and grabbed Kevin‟s arm.  He screamed and stumbled backwards in the dark room.
  “Who‟s there?  Who is that?!” he cried.      
“She‟s here,” another woman‟s voice whispered right into Kevin‟s ear.  The lights in the room flipped on and Kevin was face to face with Valerie – her neck was bleeding from deep burn wounds.


  “She‟s here…” Valerie repeated as she gurgled up blood.  She then fell towards Kevin.  He caught her and laid her down on the floor gently.        Kevin looked up and saw two more of the dead corpses slowly shuffling towards him.  “Jesus!”  Kevin jumped to his feet and saw Elizabeth sitting in her wheelchair, blocking the door – the only way out of the room.        Kevin made a split decision and raced towards the corpses and threw all of his weight into them.  They both hit the back wall and squished up against it.  Both bodies fell to the ground, spilling muddy water out of their mouths.  Kevin kicked one of them in the head, and the head exploded in a gushing fountain of blood.  He gagged and turned towards the door and saw Elizabeth sitting in her wheelchair – as white as a ghost


"Ms. Watkins!” Kevin rushed up to her and tapped her gently on the shoulder.  Elizabeth‟s eyes were plastered wide open, forever caught in a frozen state of fear.  She was dead, and she appeared to have been dead for hours.   



     A slimy hand grabbed Kevin‟s ankle and he turned around fast.  The other corpse had crawled up to him and was trying to stand.  Kevin held his breath and stepped down on its head, smashing it into another gooey, gory mess.        The lights shut off and left the room in darkness once again.  Kevin fumbled with the wheelchair and moved it out of the way before opening the door and feeling his way back out into the upstairs hallway.........

This is strongly strong

Tuhndhay:
This is strongly strong

Onikpe eleyi gidi gan

its geting more tense.

feed me more!

Wao.....



So much has happened.......I knew it!.....That horrible devilish raven is alive



They should have demolish that demonic house in time




I pray God save miller,kelvin and holly



Elizabeth is gone.....

Tuhndhay:
This is strongly strong

Lets find a hiding place together my cupcake

My pipule, I'm complaining for real. Lets like and share so we can spread the word, get more views, leading us to front page hopefully.

Yemike:
its geting more tense.

feed me more!

Here for you

girlhaley:
Wao.....



So much has happened.......I knew it!.....That horrible devilish raven is alive



They should have demolish that demonic house in time




I pray God save miller,kelvin and holly



Elizabeth is gone.....

Lol let's see shaa

jagugu88li:
Lets find a hiding place together my cupcake

My pipule, I'm complaining for real. Lets like and share so we can spread the word, get more views, leading us to front page hopefully.

Sweety yu da best

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    Kevin stumbled down the stairwell and into the living room.      
  “Holly!”
 he screamed, but there was no answer.  He looked around in the dark but could barely see anything.  The front door busted open and someone rushed in holding a flashlight.  It was Miller.      Kevin stopped and watched as the detective hustled in and shut the door behind him.  He was breathing frantically.      “Detective?” Kevin called out.  Miller swung around fast and pointed his gun directly at Kevin.  Kevin threw his hands in the air. “It‟s me!”      
    


     Miller lowered his weapon and caught his breath.  In the dull light of the flashlight, Kevin noticed that Miller‟s coat was drenched in blood.    
  “What happened?” Kevin asked. 
     “Something‟s out there…” Miller said.
  “It attacked me…”     
 “It‟s Raven – she‟s real,” Kevin said


           Miller looked around the room, aiming his flashlight.  
“Where is everyone?”    
   “I can‟t find Holly. Ms. Watkins is dead – so is Valerie.  There were more corpses upstairs.  What the hell is going on here!?”      
“The corpses, the creature outside – isn‟t it obvious? Hilliard is haunted!”    
  “What do we do?” Kevin panicked.     
 “We need to get out of here!”     
 “Not without Holly!”      
“Then let‟s find her quick, because we have to leave – now!”   
   Miller aimed his dimming flashlight at all corners of the living room.  Holly was nowhere to be found.        “Holly?” Kevin called out.      
A scratching sound caught both of their attention and they both froze.        
“What‟s that?” Kevin whispered.        
Miller shone his light around the room trying to locate the source of the scratching sound.  He ended up at the blackened window.  

       Miller took a few steps towards it.  Something was on the other side of the window.     “It‟s her…” Kevin whispered.        
Miller slowly raised his gun towards the window, as the scratching sound grew louder.  Miller kept his focus, and the scratching came to a stop.      
  The flashlight flickered and then died.     
 A deafening, inhuman shriek erupted from the darkness of the room and something pounced at Kevin and tackled him to the floor.      
  “Help!” Kevin screamed.      
  “Kevin!” Miller shouted back, aiming his gun blindly in the dark.  All he could hear was the rustling sound of Kevin being attacked.       
 “Miller, help me!”       
     Miller couldn‟t see anything, so he aimed his gun at the ceiling and fired off a shot.  The room lit up for a brief moment with the muzzle flash of the gun and he could see the disturbing creature from outside – Raven – thrashing over top of Kevin in the corner of the room.      
“Miller! Help!” Kevin screamed again.....


       Miller took a couple steps closer and fired his gun at the ceiling again.  The flash ignited the room and Raven was still thrashing on top of Kevin.        Miller shot towards the ceiling one more time as he moved forward – the muzzle flash allowed him to see that he was close enough, so he quickly aimed his gun towards Raven while he still knew where she was, and he immediately fired a shot.      Raven shrieked a piercing cry and Miller heard her scurry away in the dark.  Miller slapped his flashlight and it popped back on, only very dimly.  He saw Kevin on the ground covered in cuts and scrapes.     
   “Are you okay?” Miller asked.   
   Kevin couldn‟t respond – he was succumbed by fear.  A crashing sound exploded behind them and they both turned around.  The front door had been bashed outwards and they saw a quick glimpse of Raven scurrying down the porch steps and into the yard.      
A woman screamed outside......

I smell the end of Raven come morning.

I guess she's so much alive now because its the 10th anniversary of her first mass killing. The murdered keep showing up at very strange places, its Halloween, someone (Kevin) at least saw her LIVE......#ANNIVERSARY THINGS

since raven is so much visible now it'll be easier to destroy. And finally mrs watkins name has been cleared. i'm so so in love with this your story if only you can improve the update. Ride on bro!

jagugu88li:
I smell the end of Raven come morning.

I guess she's so much alive now because its the 10th anniversary of her first mass killing. The murdered keep showing up at very strange places, its Halloween, someone (Kevin) at least saw her LIVE......#ANNIVERSARY THINGS

Lolzzzzzzz you have a very great mind sweety

Yemike:
since raven is so much visible now it'll be easier to destroy.
And finally mrs watkins name has been cleared.
i'm so so in love with this your story if only you can improve the update.
Ride on bro!

I'll try to improve big bro

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   "Holly!” Kevin shouted.  He stood to his feet fast and raced out the front door.  Miller followed him outside


        The storm clouds had cleared and left a cold dampness in the autumn air.  A full moon sat in the sky and illuminated the property in a soft, yet eerie glow.        Kevin and Miller ran down the front porch steps and into the soggy grass of the yard.     
   “Holly!” Kevin called out.      
She screamed again – it was coming from the backyard.    
  Kevin sprinted down the side of the house and Miller followed close.      
  “Kevin, slow down!” Miller yelled.    
  As they reached the backyard, they saw a vivid glow radiating from inside the barn.  Without hesitation, Kevin dashed for the barn and ran inside.     
   The large black cauldron, layered in spider webs, was boiling.  There was a fire spewing from a nest of firewood underneath it.  Inside the cauldron was a black, bubbling liquid with body parts sticking out of it – the two officer‟s body parts.      
Miller ran in behind Kevin and watched as the body parts boiled.      
“Kevin, help!” Holly screamed.  Kevin and Miller‟s attention was drawn to the back corner of the barn where the decrepit corpse of Raven levitated just above the ground, trapping Holly in the corner. “Get away from her!” Kevin shouted.  

    Raven swung around in mid-air and finally revealed herself in all of her glory. Her aged naked body hovered just over the barn floor.  Her body was ill – her bones clearly visible through her thin and gristly skin.  On her head, long and stringy erratic black hairs hung down low, covering her chest and most of her face.  Her eyes were nothing more than hollowed out black craters that were oozing a thick, dark liquid.  Blood was crusted in the corners of her mouth, which was wide with rows of jagged and broken teeth. She tilted her head to the side and then reached her arms out towards Kevin and Miller.  She hovered towards them at a quick speed.  Miller lifted his gun and fired a shot, which impaled her chest.  Blood sprayed out of the exit wound in her back and covered Holly‟s face.   Holly screamed. The impact of the bullet did nothing to stop Raven – she continued on course and wrapped her hands around Miller‟s neck.  He dropped his gun and flashlight as she lifted him off the ground.


  She tightened her grip and smoke began to billow from between her fingers.  She shrieked and howled in a most inhuman way.  Miller‟s eyes widened and his throat closed up, preventing him from squealing.      The skin on his neck, under Raven‟s grasp, began to bubble and melt.  Holly cringed in the corner of the barn.  Miller‟s eyes shifted over and he looked at Kevin, who had frozen in fear.  He snapped out of his state and looked to the wall where he saw an old, rusty hand scythe hanging on the wall.  He ripped it from the wall and turned around to face Raven, just in time to see Miller‟s body – from the neck down – fall to the ground.      

      Raven held Miller‟s head in her hands and turned around.  She dropped his head into the boiling cauldron and it sizzled.        Kevin swung the hand scythe down and stabbed it into Raven‟s leg.  She screeched and dropped to the ground.  Kevin ripped the blade out of her leg and plunged it down into her shoulder.  She screeched again, only louder this time.     “Kevin!” Holly screamed.  She ran up to her brother and grabbed his arm.        He knelt down and picked up Miller‟s gun and held it in other hand.  “Come on,” Kevin said.  They made a quick dash for the exit, but the barn doors closed before they could get there.  Kevin and Holly stopped and turned around.  Raven was hovering just above the ground again, directly in front of the cauldron.      Kevin released himself from Holly‟s terrified grip and charged towards the ghoul.       “Kevin, no!” Holly shouted.      Kevin raised the blade and slammed it directly into Raven‟s head.  He released his hand from the handle and watched Raven drop to the ground again with the scythe sticking out of her skull.  She collapsed into the cauldron, knocking it over.        


     The black liquid spilled all over the floor and ignited like gasoline from the fire underneath it.  The fire quickly spread across the floor and climbed the walls of the barn.  Raven screeched and shrieked hellish growls as the fire latched onto her and quickly engulfed her body....