Fort Valley, Georgia; 2003.

The hot wind shook the branches of the peach trees but it was barely audible. Two teenagers stood in a small clearing directly in front of an enormous peach orchard. The sun was setting behind the tree in a sundry of colors. The sunset cast heavy shadows on the siblings' soft features.

The boy had dark hair that twisted in wicked tendrils around his tan young face, which caused his sister's skin to seem even paler in comparison. Her copper hair hung in tight curls around her round face. Both of them had soft blue eyes that looked like ice.

The girl smiled as she leap the few last steps into the peach field.

"Jez, we shouldn't be here, lets go home." The boy said standing stock still in the calf high grass.

"Oh come on, Mar. It's just a peach field." Jez said reaching up and touching the ripe peaches hanging just above her head. She plucked one off the tree pulled it to her chest and twirled around happily. "I told you I could find it."

"Ok Jez, you have your stupid peach, now can we go? Mom is going to get upset if we aren't home when she gets off work." Mar said still refusing to budge from his spot in the grass.

Jez skipped back to her brother and slid to a stop in front of him. "Mar don't you ever get tired of listening to her? Forget what she says, live a little." She said offering her hand in his direction.

"Fine Jez but we have to bring her a peach." He said, a small self-conscious smile pulled at his lips as he took her hand.

The instant that their hands connected Jez gripped his hand and ran down the aisle of trees pulling her brother behind her. The sweet smell of peaches filled the quickly darkening night air. Jez laughed as the breeze tossed her hair around and pushed her skirt between her legs.

It had gotten so dark that Jez had almost not noticed the aisle coming to an end. She stopped and stood still her dull eyes lit up with surprise. Both of them stood in the dark without saying a word as they looked at the old southern estate.

"Is that..." the rest of Mar's question didn't come out of his mouth; fear shook the words off his tongue.

"The Blight House." Jez finished his sentence as she examined the front of the building. The wooden steps up to the porch creaked as she took the first step.

"Jez!" Mar exclaimed from behind her, he grabbed her hand and almost yanked her off the steps.

She tilted her head backwards to glare at her brother. "Geez, Mar chill out. It's just an old house. That's it." She said ripping her hand away and taking the next steps up onto the porch. She spun in a circle trying to take everything in at once. "How cool is this? We found the Blight House." She said breathlessly.

"Jez we aren't supposed to be here, what about the story?" His voice begged her to come back down the stairs but she wouldn't listen. She started touching the old wood of the door and ran hand down the elaborate frame. Her hand touched the cold metal of the door handle, the contrast between the hot night air and the metal sent chills through her spin.

"They're just stories Mar, nothing is in there, nothing can hurt us." She said as she pushed the door open. Mar rushed up stairs and stood closely behind his sister. She walked into the completely dark entrance way. "If you are scared just stay here." Jez said began to explore the dark deserted house.

A layer of dust covered everything her thin fingers delicately touched. She turned the corner and entered the sitting room. Jez could barely make out the furniture covered with white sheets.

Jez walked to the middle of the room and whispered the spirit removal curse under her breath. "Cinis cineris, Pulverem pulvis, Ut flantem tibi, vagus SpĂ­ritus, Videlicet mundum viventium, Convertimini ad quas pertinent, Et non parere sine vestigii."

A sigh of relief exited her lips as she walked back to the hallway. As soon as she took her first step in the hallway her sense of relief was replaced with one of dread. Jez stood alone in the dark hallway. She rushed to the door and peered out into the darkness. No one was there.

"Mar? Where are you Mar?" Jez shouted breathlessly. "No, no, no." She quietly repeated to herself. She spun around looking in every direction. Fear settled into her stomach and a cold sweat dripped down her neck. Goosebumps traveled up her legs and arms. "Mar, Marshall!" She screamed his name till her voice was raw. She ran back into the house desperately searching through the rooms. She ran up the stairs tightly holding a small metal heart locket that hung around her neck.

She flung open the first door and peered inside. There on the floor lay her brother. She ran to him and kneeled down by his side. She pulled his head off the floor. Her body rocked subconsciously.

"No, Marshall. No, no, no." She said stroking the pale face of her brother. "It's going to be ok, Everything is going to be fine." She soft whispered to her brother. She placed him back on the floor.

She began the incantation again. "Cinis cineris, Pulverem pulvis,-" The rest was covered with a shrill scream so loud that Jez had to cover her ears. A girl appeared before Jez, she was pale and tall, her lips were blue and her black hair was messy. Jez started the curse one more time, "Cinis cineris-"Was all that she managed to say before the spirit leap across the room at Jez and grabbed her throat.

Jez fell backwards and the girl's hands lost contact of Jez's airway. Jez got to her feet and found her back against a window. The girl lunged at her again scratching at her throat, she ripped Jez's necklace off and it flow across the room. The girl pushed Jez against the glass behind her, she could hear it cracking.

With one final crack Jez's body was forced out the window and fell to the ground below. Her face pointed towards the house as blood dripped from over her lips and on to the soft grass.