Chapter 1 – The Sisters
It was raining harder than it had for years. The lightning has stricken lower and harder than ever, making all the windows shake and striking fear into the villagers.
"It is time" said Lorraine, "but the moon has yet rise" responded Sophronia.
There were initially four witches in Whales, but let's just say one didn't quite get the whole idea of leave my husband or you will burn threats seriously. Today was a special day for the Dahmer sisters. Tonight was the thirteenth of December. Lucia was preparing a potion in her caldron to make them healthy enough to go torment the towns. The Dahmer sisters could already hear people yelling and blowing on their loud trumpets to scare them off. The thought of terrify mortals reflected a smirk on Lucia's face. Though, the most pungent thing they hated was that awful stench of garlic in the air.
"Stupid humans, why do they always believe that loud noises can scare us off?" said Sophronia; she was amongst the most madly deranged out of all the sisters.
"Dearest sister Sophronia you must be patient, they shall get what they want, after we steal some children of course" crackled Lorraine the most sensible and humorous of the sisters.
"Quiet down now the potion is nearly complete" said sister Lucia, the most wicked and powerful of them all. The sisters were almost done with their yearly ritual of hunting and sucking the life out of children. "Finally, it is time" whispered Lucia.