A ghost silently giggled at the twins helpless cries for help as she sees the tall man kill them off. In her opinion, it was harmless entertainment. She had been watching this man kill people in the most gruesome ways for a long time. 100 years, in fact. He hadn't aged in the slightest nor had seen her during the time. She was nicknamed the 'Silent Stalker' from her fellow ghosts a long time ago; they don't dare cross her way now. They'd turn into dust in a second. You see, she was no ordinary ghost; she was the reincarnation of a witch-in-training. The ghost had died when she was barely 7 years. She died on the Salem Witch Trails. YES, witches did exist back then! And this witch had the ability to turn magic into a poison. You don't want to mess with her.
She looked on as the killer took out the organs of the dead, putting them in bags. She tilted her head, as she floated a bit closer; was it some type of spell? She concluded it wasn't as he speared the corpses onto the tree as usual. Scattering the bags all over the place and taking the 4 pages, he dissapeared. She was safe to look up close; the other spirits had warned her not to get too close to the mysterious being. The ghost floated to the bags and picked one by one up to observe them. Each were a different size and shade of pink inside the clear container. Confusing. Why would he do this? Cold dread filled her heart as she knew the answer; he knew she was watching his work. This was bad. VERY bad. If he caught her, she might turn into dust! 'Remedy' the wind whispered 'I know you're looking at my work...' Shit, he knew her name! Panicking slightly, Remedy brightened the glow around her orange eyes to see better in the dark. Taking deep breaths, she turned around. Fear gripped her senses as she saw the man looming over her a foot away. Remedy stared at his blank face in horror and fear. HE caught her! HE was going to end her existense! The spirit recoiled away as his tentacles sprouted from his back and headed slowly toward her. Her orange ghost tail shook uneasily. She bolted away as he took a step closer to her.
Remedy weaved through the thick undergrowth and dense trees in a haste to get away from him. The spirit felt like she was being watched the whole time she flew. Out of nowhere, a sudden black rope wrapped around her body, stopping her short. Sqwauking in surprise, she thrashed around in the grip of the being. For the first time in her afterlife, she was terrified. She screwed her eyes shut, waiting for the fatal blow. It never came. Instead, the being shook the ghost gently to get her to open eyes. Peeking through an eye, she shivered as the wind whispered to her again,' Never come into my forest again.' She was quick to comply...
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