Chapter 19
Nancy put down her novel after closing the final page. She relaxed into her sofa, letting out a huge sigh. She thought of all the past events that had happened. Sam was dead, Cheryl was still in jail, The mayor was dead. It was all too much for her to think about. As much has she hated the mayor's guts, he didn't deserve that kind of death. She hoped Julian would return as soon as possible so they could deal with this threat once and for all. She also found it odd that she found herself playing a huge part in all of this. The more she thought about it, the more she realised she was a huge factor. She was the one who set up the meeting between Julian and Loretta. And right now, She was the same person who discovered the only way to destroy the latter.
"Maybe it's part of destiny." She sighed, a silly grin appearing on her face. "The lady helping her one true love, her knight, to destroy the dragon. Or serpent in this case. Usually its the white knight rescuing the princess from the dragon. Goodness, I'm getting everything mixed up."
She giggled as she stood up and stretched.
"I need to curb my addictions to fairytales, fantasy and romantic novels." She whispered to herself.
She headed to the bathroom and switched on the tap by the sink. As she splashed some water on her face, she was suddenly startled by a sound behind her. She quickly wiped her face and looked around.
"Hello?" She called out.
There was no reply.
"Probably a mouse." She muttered with a shrug.
Turning around, she gasped at what she saw. Written on the mirror above the sink was a word written in dark red blood:
' TRAITOR'
Nancy cried out in fear and jumped back. Her lips trembled. Soon voices were heard. They came out in loud echoes. Before Nancy could react, the bloody letters on the mirror began to fade away. Her eyes went wide as the letters completely disappeared from the mirror and in their place, where her reflection was supposed to be, was the dark burnt figure. Its blank white eyes shone with rage as there was a sneer on it's charred face. Before Nancy could scream for help, it stretched a hand through the mirror and grabbed her by the neck. Smoke momentarily filled the bathroom. When it cleared, the figure was gone.
And so was Nancy.
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