That night, Charlotte and Ellie were sitting on the couch watching Netflix. Despite Charlotte's concerns, Ellie had decided that no protection was needed against the ghosts, and luckily, none had decided to make an appearance. Until...
"Charlotte, won't you take the clothes out of the dryer?" asked Ellie, propping her feet up on the coffee table.
"Dryer? as in, basement dryer?"
Ellie gave her a side-eye glance. "Duh. Haven't you been, like, living for the past few weeks?"
"Fine, I'll do it if it makes you happy." Ellie patted her on the shoulder.
Charlotte slunk down the stairs to the basement like a cat, as if that might make her smaller and harder for the ghosts to see. She shakily on the light, and then- it flickered and went out, leaving her in complete darkness.
She ran down the stairs and opened the door to the dryer so hard, it slammed against the cement wall with a loud clang that almost made her jump out of her skin. Charlotte took out all the clothes, and was about to go out of the dark corner, when... a ghost made it's presence known. Not a first, of course. It just flew around and played with her hair. She slowly turned around, and saw its face.
Empty eye sockets, and a skeletal mouth grinned back at her. IT was covered in blood, and seemed as if it were halfway through the stages of decaying. Charlotte's scream logged in her throat. She forgot the clothes completely, and ran. She suddenly fell.
Charlotte looked up, and saw she had fallen through some kind of trap door. It was hidden quite expertly. she thought. Until she realized she was still falling. Boom! She landed on soft grass, in the middle of a large field. Glimmering mountains that seemed as if they were made of diamonds were on one side. On the other was a large stage.
"What the?" she asked. She noticed everyone sitting in front of the stage was staring at her. A queen in emerald robes was carrying a large cup, then suddenly her eyes glowed. She spoke in an oddly layered voice and said,
"The next person to gain magic is Charlotte Henderson."
Ellie walked down the stairs to the basement. What was taking her sister so long? She creaked open the door, and a sight she had never seen befell her. A trapdoor in the floor was... glowing. She leaned over it, and accidentally fell in...
"Come backstage with me." She snapped her fingers, and two other kids followed her. The queen sank into a soft chair. "Tea? Cream? Cookie?" she asked in a friendly tone. but anger flooded in.
"This-" she pointed to a boy. "Is Toby. He got Magic powers." She then pointed to a blond girl in a fancy dress. "Is Maddie. she also got magic powers. But you know who didn't? The person who was supposed to." She leaned forward.
"I swear I don't know what happened." said Charlotte.
"Please," said Toby.
"Fine." said the queen. she stood up, opened the curtain, and looked out. Then she screamed. EVryone was gone.
"The witches-" she said breathlessly. "The witches took them."