"What's the matter honey?" Marissa inquired shaking from the cold. Daniel snapped out of his wandering thoughts, and then his eyes darted away from her. She knew something was wrong, very wrong. Her husband was never like this as long as they had been together. Marissa looked toward the floor of their car, and Daniel who sat next to her, tried to smile. Their driver looked back in rear view mirror. He too, noticed something wrong, but put it aside to deal with the icey roads. Amber and Jenna said they would walk home, and that made Daniel anxious. He needed that book before...before the Count got to them, the girls. Only God alimighty knew what Dracula was going to do, the worst he could imagine, or things that no human has seen. The thought made Daniel cringe, and he felt his wife's hand hold his cold one. They both smiled at each other, and maybe there was a way to find that book before it was too late.
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"That was the best party eva!!!"
Amber laughed, they both did. Jenna always seemed to come up with new, random words no one could ever think of. They took the path toward their meeting place, the rock as they would call it since all it was, was a huge giant gray rock in the middle of the forest. The path was dirty and icy with a few leaves entombed inside the ice.
"Yeah, I had to admit it was. Anywho..."
"Anywhoo.." Jenna mockingly laughed. "Who are you talking about? Oh..I see..."
"No you don't see Jenna. I just say anywho when i want to change the subject."
"Yeah...about the 'lover boy."
"Oh, up shut Jenna!" They always had this little language that they only knew. They twisted words, expanded them, or it was just plain old jibberish. They laughed about stupid jokes here and there. They went the wrong way, to the right. usually the way to the rock was to the left of the fork in the path, but they went to the right. Soon Amber froze in her tracks as she looked around, but Jenna walked on, not caring where the hell they went.
Then there was the castle. Jenna froze, and Amber bumped into her. The wind started to move, strongly and at a wisp, catching your hair and yanking it. Jenna went toward the door, but Amber grabbed her friend's arm, looking at her.
"Are you crazy?! Don't you remember what happened last time?"
"Last time..." Jenna muttered as the wind howled. Her eyes shot with fear as she did rememeber. She hastily walked away from the castle down the path, Amber followed. Amber had never seen her frien like this. Her eyes said so much, the fear. Jenna never showed fear, never ever allowed it to swallow her whole, but this was different.
"Are you ok?" "No! I'm..sorry. I'm not ok, Amber, I'm frightened."
"But you...you are never afriad, of anything."
"You believe everything you see?"
"What's the matter with you? Why do you act like this now? WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!?!!!"
Jenna backed away from her angry friend. If jenna knew one thing, it was never to piss Amber off because she could explode, do things you never knew, do things you would regret. Amber's face still had the look of fierce anger, her eyes seemed red or black. Amber walked down the path, elegant yet deadly. Her walk reminded her of Dracula, what he would do. That's when Jenna turned afraid again, she had to say something.
"Amber, wait! I-I...I have to tell you something."
Amber froze in her tracks, looking back at her friend, her eyes calm again. "What is it?"
Jenna walked down from the hill to catch up to her friend, to tell her face on, to tell her why she was afraid, why she always had to hide it, and why she was dreadfully afraid now.
"You rememeber the first time we entered there? Well, that night when I got home, when no one was there...I..."
"Spit it out woman!"
"I say h-h- him."
"Who?"
"Dracula. You know those bat things? Those are his brides and we pissed them off, BIG TIME. He wants the book back Amber, the journal. He was going to kill me, he was going to. That's why I'm afraid, i don't like people knowing because it's weak, I can't stand to be that way."
"It all makes sense!"
Jenna was really utterly confused now. She stared at her friend, and cocked her head to the side as Amber smiled. "What?" was all Jenna could say.
"In the journal by Victor Frankenstein, his friend, Dracula, believed he could make the dead come to life, be like God. Dracula gave him all the esentials for the machines. This was like in 1887! IT MAKES SENSE!"
"I get it," Jenna said going along with it when she really had no clue at to what the hell everything was. Amber ran down the path, Jenna close behind her. They were going to get the journal, they were going to have...a little fun.