Chapter Six

Everything was normal, calm, peaceful even, but as I approached the cottage the smell of smoke filled the air. Without thinking I dropped the herbs, and ran straight to the cottage, and into the fire.

“Anges!” I screamed frantically, looking around the cottage for her. I make my way through the depree into the kitchen, there I find her, lying in a pool of her own blood.”Agnes! What happened?” I kneel down next to her. She grabs my collar, pulling me closer. She manages to mumble her last words. “Vampires..run.” Her hand dropped to the ground, she was gone.

Smoke fills my lungs, I begin to cough uncontrollably. Helpless, I ran out of the cottage, and I didn't stop running, I ran aimlessly through the woods. Not watching where I’m going, I slip in the mud, and roll down a small hill. I sat up and let out a cry. I pound at the dirt below me, in a fit rage, and sadness.

After a moment of self loathing I get up. I look around at my surroundings. To my right is the large brown oak tree from my dream, a large black book is rooted in the tree. I feel compelled to it. I walk over to the tree, as I reach my arm out to the book, the roots, contort, and unwind, they move out of the way, and the book falls into my hand. A sudden surge of power vibrates throughout my body. Something in me had awakened.