"Who do want to put a spell on? A lover?"
Dae shook her head.
"An enemy?"
Again she shook her head.
"Who then?"
Dae nudged her friend, Arya, who was staring wide eyed at the scarecrow-like figure in front of them.
"Huh?" she asked, turning to Dae with a confused look.
Dae gave her a hard stare as if trying to communicate through telepathy. Of course, they weren't telepathic but they had been with each other long enough to understand one another through their eyes. Fortunately Arya's mind wasn't too clouded by fear and she was able to decipher her best friend's expression.
"Oh, erm...I think we must get going," Arya whispered, "We need to get to our classes."
The two girls slowly got up, but the old lady slammed her palm against the wooden floor, causing them to sit back down quicker than they had gotten up. Dae quickly grabbed Arya's hand and both of them scooted closer to each other for comfort.
"Do you girls take me as a joke?" she inquired in a cold, dry voice.
Dae could tell the woman had never brushed her teeth for years. Either that or she was using the wrong toothpaste this morning, for her mouth smelled like dead rats.
"I knew coming here was a bad decision," Arya whimpered, clutching Dae's hand.
"On the bright side, we're still alive," Dae breathed.
For the first time since they were here, Dae felt scared. Everything was so dark eventhough the walls were made entirely of palm tree leaves, and the only source of light was the six candles burning slowly in front of them.
Dae could now noticed the eerie darkness of the room, the dead silence inside the house that was thick enough to block the noise from outside, and the sick, sweet smell of incense burning in front of them. Smoke from the incense drifted towards her nose and she waved it away slowly.
When it cleared up, Dae found herself staring into the face of the woman in front of her.
She was no less than eighty years old. Her skin appeared similar to her essay paper that Dae had printed out, spilled coffee all over it, and left it to dry in the sun for too long. It was wrinkled and dry in the ugliest sort of way. The woman's eyes were the only thing that appeared to be alive, just a pair of shining coals trapping the girls with their unwavering stare.
"It's true, we have classes," Dae replied in a whisper, slowly scooting away from the woman and dragging Arya with her, "So if you'll excuse us..."
"You have no sense of respect whatsoever," the woman sneered, "the leaf never seem to fall far from the tree."
Dae wasn't listening any longer. Luckily, the cottage was small, so it only took the girls a moment to scoot to the door and opened it.
"I'm sorry," Dae said again before opening the door in a flash and hopped off, skipping all the steps of the wooden stairs. Luckily enough there were only six steps. Arya came tumbling after her, but unfortunately she managed to fall right on top of the last two stair steps and tumbled onto the ground, crushing her toe and pride.
"Argh! Fuuuuck!" Arya screamed, but Dae got no time to listen to complaints. The spell caster's cottage was quite far away from the road, meaning they were probably the only ones wandering around the area. She grabbed Arya's hand and pulled her friend into a run.
Back inside the cottage, the spell caster was still adjusting to the bright lights coming through the door.
Stupid girls, they even forgot to close the door before they left, she thought angrily as she squinted from under the shade of her arm. With a flick of her wrist, the door immediately swung shut, cutting off all lights from outside.
"The leaf never falls far from the tree," she muttered, slowly picking up a voodoo doll and examined it with care. She could feel energy evaporating off the small figure and the smell of innocence and purity drifted up her nostrils and heightened all of her senses. Even her sixth sense.
"Young girls nowadays...if they didn't cone here for love what else could they come for?" she muttered, picking up a needle and began tracing it all over the doll's chest. The spell caster smiled as her needle came into a stop at where the heart was supposed to be. She closed her eyes and started muttering a few words before opening them back again and stared at the other doll lying on the mat. It had been lying there for two weeks now, trapped under the pressure of several pins. The harm had been done, but it didn't mean it would stop.
And she just found out another way to prolong the suffering of her previous victim. The two girls were both young and pretty but one girl in particular stood out to her. The spell caster had unsolved issues with that girl's grandfather and had been seeking revenge ever since. She hadn't expect her source of revenge to walk right into her hands. Fate really had a unique way of toying with human lives.
"This will be interesting," she cackled with glee as the wind picked up from nowhere and blew away the dust gathered from the burning of the incense into the metal cup next to the wall. With a greedy look, she plunged the needle straight into the doll's chest.
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