Supernatural
"And so, the next morning, she woke up to find her daughter dead and the doll lying on top of her corpse with a smile on its face…" Estelle Watson brought the torch away from her face and her best friend, Rayna, groaned. It was a warm, Saturday evening in early April in Longbeach, California and Estelle was staying over at Rayna's house. Estelle was seated on the floor in Rayna's almost gothic bedroom, painted jet black with dark purple curtains and strange books resting on the shelves. Her brown, wavy hair was combed over her right shoulder and she had big dark eyes, framed by long, black eyelashes. She was already in her pyjamas which consisted of leggings and an old t-shirt but was still wearing her key necklace which, in Rayna's memory, had never left her neck since the day they met at middle school, nearly three years ago. Rayna was short with dark skin and black, curly hair which was pulled back in a messy ponytail. Her pyjamas were purple and lacy. "Come on Stelle. You've told that story like a thousand times. It's not scary anymore!"
"Let's see you do better." Estelle started to finger her necklace.
"I've been working on this new magic trick." She switched off the lights and then carried on. "I am going to…" She paused for effect. "Raise the dead!" She laughed dramatically and Estelle rolled her eyes. Rayna closed her eyelids and began speaking in a panicked tone. "Spirits, spirits, are you there? With her eyes still firmly shut, she managed to light a candle, impossibly and tossed a pinch of some sort of powder into the flame. She began chanting. Estelle assumed it was all made up. "Spirits?" Rayna still looked blindly around. Suddenly the rock music, Rayna had been playing in the background started repeating like a broken record. The candle started flickering and the room started to get chilly. Estelle let out a breath and it turned to mist. She pulled the duvet around her, tightly. "Someone's here!" Rayna shrieked. "Spirit, what is it you need to show us? The spirit says_" Rayna started to scream and her head twisted, looking round at the invisible monster. Her cries grew louder and annoyed shouts came from her older brother's room. "Rayna, keep it down!" The candle had now blown completely out and Rayna fell backwards. Estelle stood up "Rayna, Rayna. This isn't funny! Rayna?" She bent down over her friend. She was not breathing. "Rayna, Rayna, wake up! No!" Tears started to run down her face when Rayna sat up, panting heavily. "Rayna, are you alright?" Rayna looked at Estelle for a second and then spoke. "It's looking for Sam Winchester."