Bonnie felt as if Sarah were staring at her the entire class. Trying to put it out of her mind, Bonnie thought about Abram instead. They had been friends for as long as Bonnie could remember, almost as long as her and Rochelle. Abram had been there when the 'accident' happened. He was the only one besides Bonnie who knew what really caused the fire that scarred her so long ago. She instinctively ran her hand over her arm and shoulder. Her skin was soft and smooth, now.
"Thank you, Manon." She said under her breath. Bonnie had gotten an Ouja board for her birthday. She and Abram had decided to try and call a spirit that night. They'd met in the shed behind her house at midnight. Using only candles for light, their shadows danced against the walls as they closed their eyes and began to chant.
"Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers, hear us..." The air seemed charged with power making it hard to breathe. They looked nervously at one another and continued. "We call on the spirit world, we summon you. Speak to us, we command you." The pointer began to move beneath their fingers. They opened their eyes.
"Are you here, spirit?" Bonnie asked nervously. The pointer slid to "Yes". "What is you name, spirit?" Slowly it spelled out d-e-v-a-s-t-a-t-o-r.
"That's not funny, Bonnie." Abram said between clenched teeth.
"I'm not doing it." She whispered. She was visibly shaking.
The air in the room seemed to thicken and grow colder. Abram's breathing became heavier and faster. Bonnie looked over to see if he was okay only to see what had haunted her for months afterward. Abram's eyes were rolled back, his face in a grimace. Faster and faster he breathed, his body growing stiff.
"Help me!" he choked. His face strained as he fought against the spirit, which tried to claim his body.
"Let him go!" Bonnie screamed, shaking Abram by the shoulders. "By the powers of Earth, Air, Water, & Fire, I command you to let him go!" Abram stopped breathing, his eyes rolled forward to glare at Bonnie.
"Did you say Fire?" Abram croaked, or rather the being now controlling him. A sickening grin spread across his face. In a blur, Abram struck out knocking Bonnie backward sending her, the Ouja board, and candles flying across the shed. Flames burst as the candles landed in a pile of rags. Bonnie lay stunned, unable to get up. The flames spread toward her, her clothes catching fire. Abram rolled and convulsed on the floor fighting to be free of the spirit.
It was Bonnie's screams that gave Abram the strength to cast the being out. Disoriented Abram crawled to Bonnie. Removing his coat he beat at the flames. Bonnie had passed out from the pain. Abram drug Bonnie out of the shed, her body still smoking. Lights came on in the house. Bonnie's parents shouting her name as they made their way through the house in confusion. Abram looked at Bonnie and then the shed, which was now consumed in flames. Panicked he ran into the night leaving Bonnie on the lawn for her parents to find. It would be months before Abram came to visit Bonnie in the hospital. Tears in his eyes he pled for her forgiveness kneeling by her bed. Painfully Bonnie had placed her hand on his head, telling him it wasn't his fault. Telling him he had saved her life. It would be months later before Bonnie actually believed it.
The bell rang, bringing Bonnie back to the now. A tear fell down her cheek as she grabbed her books and left. Sarah sat staring at Bonnie's empty seat. Feeling a little guilty for reasons she didn't understand, she wondered what Bonnie had been daydreaming about during class that would upset her so much. Maybe it was time to start making amends with Bonnie and Rochelle. Maybe it was time to find out who that guy was that she'd seen Bonnie with before class. As she gathered her books, Sarah said a quick spell of protection.
"Elements of the Sun, Elements of the Day, Come this way. Powers of night and day, I summon thee. I call upon thee, To protect me, So shall it Be."
Sarah would not be unprepared next time she ran into that guy. He had powers, but how strong were they? Or perhaps a better question was what would he do with them?
"Thank you, Manon." She said under her breath. Bonnie had gotten an Ouja board for her birthday. She and Abram had decided to try and call a spirit that night. They'd met in the shed behind her house at midnight. Using only candles for light, their shadows danced against the walls as they closed their eyes and began to chant.
"Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers, hear us..." The air seemed charged with power making it hard to breathe. They looked nervously at one another and continued. "We call on the spirit world, we summon you. Speak to us, we command you." The pointer began to move beneath their fingers. They opened their eyes.
"Are you here, spirit?" Bonnie asked nervously. The pointer slid to "Yes". "What is you name, spirit?" Slowly it spelled out d-e-v-a-s-t-a-t-o-r.
"That's not funny, Bonnie." Abram said between clenched teeth.
"I'm not doing it." She whispered. She was visibly shaking.
The air in the room seemed to thicken and grow colder. Abram's breathing became heavier and faster. Bonnie looked over to see if he was okay only to see what had haunted her for months afterward. Abram's eyes were rolled back, his face in a grimace. Faster and faster he breathed, his body growing stiff.
"Help me!" he choked. His face strained as he fought against the spirit, which tried to claim his body.
"Let him go!" Bonnie screamed, shaking Abram by the shoulders. "By the powers of Earth, Air, Water, & Fire, I command you to let him go!" Abram stopped breathing, his eyes rolled forward to glare at Bonnie.
"Did you say Fire?" Abram croaked, or rather the being now controlling him. A sickening grin spread across his face. In a blur, Abram struck out knocking Bonnie backward sending her, the Ouja board, and candles flying across the shed. Flames burst as the candles landed in a pile of rags. Bonnie lay stunned, unable to get up. The flames spread toward her, her clothes catching fire. Abram rolled and convulsed on the floor fighting to be free of the spirit.
It was Bonnie's screams that gave Abram the strength to cast the being out. Disoriented Abram crawled to Bonnie. Removing his coat he beat at the flames. Bonnie had passed out from the pain. Abram drug Bonnie out of the shed, her body still smoking. Lights came on in the house. Bonnie's parents shouting her name as they made their way through the house in confusion. Abram looked at Bonnie and then the shed, which was now consumed in flames. Panicked he ran into the night leaving Bonnie on the lawn for her parents to find. It would be months before Abram came to visit Bonnie in the hospital. Tears in his eyes he pled for her forgiveness kneeling by her bed. Painfully Bonnie had placed her hand on his head, telling him it wasn't his fault. Telling him he had saved her life. It would be months later before Bonnie actually believed it.
The bell rang, bringing Bonnie back to the now. A tear fell down her cheek as she grabbed her books and left. Sarah sat staring at Bonnie's empty seat. Feeling a little guilty for reasons she didn't understand, she wondered what Bonnie had been daydreaming about during class that would upset her so much. Maybe it was time to start making amends with Bonnie and Rochelle. Maybe it was time to find out who that guy was that she'd seen Bonnie with before class. As she gathered her books, Sarah said a quick spell of protection.
"Elements of the Sun, Elements of the Day, Come this way. Powers of night and day, I summon thee. I call upon thee, To protect me, So shall it Be."
Sarah would not be unprepared next time she ran into that guy. He had powers, but how strong were they? Or perhaps a better question was what would he do with them?