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Devils Hallow 01



Jinx 


“What the hell did you all sign me up for?” I ask my four friends , Regan , Blair, Willow and Scarlett , as I look out the window of the car as we pull up to the property. We were in the woods. Tucked away in a remote area. When my friends told me they wanted to do something “spooky” this Halloween season. I thought they meant a corn maze, or a haunted hayride. I already knew whatever we were driving into as the ten foot tall gates creaked open slowly in front of us, that they’d signed up for much more. 


I see Regan give me a grin in the rearview mirror as she slowly crawls forward , pushing gently on the gas before the gates even open fully as if she can’t wait for what’s in store. Great. 


My friends were all thrill seekers. I was not. They loved to be scared. I didn’t. 


I look down at my arms, goosebumps already raising on my skin. 


“Seriously, where are we?” I ask I look down at my phone. Watching my bars for service go down to two. Then..to none. Almost as if the perimeter of the place is specifically designed to kill my cell service. 


“You’ll seeeee” Scarlett wiggles beside me with a giggle. 


I chew my lip and push my hands over my black pleated skirt, my fingers curling into my fishnets and I crush my fingers around the little strings and swallow down hard. 


I didn’t want to tell them I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to tell them to turn the hell around because I was already on the verge of tears. I knew that I wouldn’t be in any actual danger and that they would never purposely put me into a situation that actually had high risk. But, it didn’t matter. Because suddenly the inside of the car felt colder. Even if the heat was blasting and had me warm just minutes ago. I didn’t want to tell them I was too chicken or ruin the weekend. 


As we drive past the gates. I see that the gate disappear into the trees, turning into a just as high, thick stone wall that goes through deeper into the trees. It must surround the entire property of the place and the fact that it’s most likely ten foot high walls all around , does nothing to ease my current panic. 


Was it a haunted house? God I hoped not. Because while I might not believe in ghosts or the supernatural, I also didn’t like to fuck around with it either. Just incase. And the idea of staying the night in some creepy house. Wasn’t my idea of a good time. 


My head turns as I see a road of gravel veer off to the side. My brows pinching as I see a large house…a mansion…painted…all black. I suck in a breath as I see a figure move. Human. Obviously. But in all black. And it disappears into the trees and the dark. 


“What?!” Scarlett jumps and I point. 


“I saw someone!” I say. Looking down at her arm as she places her hand over mine and I see my nails digging half moon circles into her skin. 


“Yeah Jinxy, there’s other people here” she laughs. I remove my shaky hand and tuck it back on my leg and between them. As I tremble. 


Scarlett giggles. 


“You are SO adorable when you’re scared” she says and I frown and look back out the window as my other friends agree. 


I don’t listen to them as they start to their “remember that one time” stories of me losing my shit during certain times throughout our friendship. I look through the trees and my eyes go wide as I see eyes in the trees. A yellow set. A red set. A green set. And orange. I yelp and then the eyes are gone and I see the shadows of bodies taking off through the trees. 


What the fuck? What did my friends sign us up for? Why were there people with glowing fucking eyes running around in the woods?! 


“Easy Jinxy” Scarlett giggles. 


“Youre safe” she says. 


“For now.” Regan chimes with a menacing tone and wicked smile in the mirror. 


I scowl at her and she laughs in the mirror.


“Oh Youre are going to love this” Regan laughs. 


And no. I definitely do not think I am going to love this. Not at all. 

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