Prince of Darkness 8

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After a frightening and stressful night, I woke up and got ready for school. I made my breakfast, took my bag, and started moving out.
Then suddenly, mom said, "Good luck!"

I turned around, looked at her, and again started walking. Well, she never said 'Good Luck,' then why today?
This gave me a bad feeling.
              I took my bike and started moving. I then stopped at our favorite site, the tower. I remembered that horrible scene when crows attacked us. I looked around—no sign of those crows.
I took a sigh and started paddling again. It was all, like, normal. There was no evil, ordinary people, usual places, everything, healthy.
It was good to see that. I finally reached the school, saw Peter waiting for me.
"She's absent today also," he said.
"Who?" I asked.
"Jennifer! You idiot," he said.
"What? Why?" I asked, "She never got absent without telling us!"
He nodded.
Well, this was not good. I really wanted to talk to her. Maybe she had any idea about what happened to us that day.
The class was already started, so we rushed to our classroom.
"You are late, students." The teacher said, "Well, sit on your benches."
We sat on our desks.
It was a biology class—my favorite. I'd never bunked any of my biology classes. But, this time, I was like… It seemed like he was speaking another language. I didn't understand a word. Or perhaps, I didn't listen to any. Because I was just thinking about what happened in that house. I was still figuring out whose voice that could be.
Someone may be my enemy, but I don't have any.
Any prankster? But he must have shown up after scaring us.
A ghost? Nah, they don't exist.
              I still had a doubt that Peter was fooling me. But he couldn't act so natural, not obviously for such alone time.
It was a lunch break. I was sitting on my desk. Peter came to me.
"You do not have your lunch…" he said, "Can I ask the reason?
"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" I said, "Well if you do, I know you're doing."
"Dude! Are you serious?" he said "I already told you, I'm not fooling you! You want proof, huh?"
"Well, no…I trust you…sort of…" I said, hesitatingly, "Okay, show me the proof."
              He showed me his neck. There were marks of fingers that someone grabbed his throat.
"I didn't make these with a pencil…" he said.
"Okay, okay, I trust you," I said.
"Yeah, now you do." he replied, "Wait, let me bring my lunch."
              He went to bring his lunch. But, then I saw Valerie, a classmate of mine, coming towards me. She looked curious as to if she wanted to ask something, or perhaps, she knew something.

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Prince of Darkness 7

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The book was all about a demon. They called it SATAN. According to the book, SATAN is nothing but just a soul. A dark soul who wants to defeat the mighty God and take over Heaven.

But, as it was just a soul, it couldn't do anything. Because the way to Heaven from hell goes through earth. So, SATAN has to come to earth, acquire a living body, and do some magical stuff that will lead him to God.
I was surprised to see that all the magical stuff and procedure was written in the book. I couldn't understand it, it was in some other language.
              But why was it that there? It's just a storybook, right?
Well, as I read on further, new frightening stuff reveled.
It was written that if SATAN reached to Heaven, the whole world would be under his control. If SATAN reaches God, nothing is stopping him.
From then onwards, dark powers will rule the world. And the world will no more be the world. Instead, it will become a HELL, well, HELL Part two.
              But what I read further was just crazy.

It was written that when the SATAN steps on earth, three people will be warned to stop him.
              Those three people will get signs that something is not right on the planet. Like they will get dreams related to SATAN, they may be chased by horrible creatures, or even worse, meet the SATAN itself.
              I had many questions in my head. What powers did SATAN have? What if SATAN changed his mind after coming on earth? What if he liked the lifestyle on earth, and he thought to stay on the planet? Well, that's a stupid question, I know.
Moreover, what if those three people teamed up with SATAN? What will happen if SATAN reached Heaven? How will those three people stop him?
            And the most important…Who Cares?
It's just a storybook, okay, and an exciting storybook.
But, I'd never been influenced so much by any storybook. Then why this one got me so much into it?
I wanted all the answers. But, I had no time left to read the book further. I had to sleep, wake up in the morning, got to the school and talk to Peter and Jennifer about what happened today.
It was a horrible but amazing and thrilling day.
It was a tough night, too, because I had dreams of those crows and the book all the time.
And the horrible feeling I got when I was opening the box there in the house. What voice I heard there? And why did Peter listened to the same phrase? Was somebody in there?
And why would anybody try to kill Peter?
Again I had no answer to all these questions...
All I wanted was to go to the school and clear this matter.

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Prince of Darkness 6

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"Are you sure, Pete?" I asked him you saw somebody?"
"Look at me!" he shouted, "Do I look like joking?" He was serious.

"Okay, stop crying, I'm going to check who's in there." I said, "Just stop crying and see if the crows are gone."

I moved closer to the room. Closer and closer…
"Be careful!" Peter said in his cowardly voice.
The darkness inside the room was too much. I couldn't see a thing. I stepped inside the room. Slow and silent. My heart was pounding like a crazy ball. Breathing heavily, "Hey! Anyone n there?" I asked, "Anyone?"
No reply.
"See, there's no one here," I said, looking towards Peter.
"But there was." Peter replied in an annoying voice, "And he grabbed by the throat!"
"Okay, I got it." I said, "Are the crows gone?"
"Perhaps yes!" he replied.
"Then let's go home…" I said, "As fast as possible. I don't feel we're in a good place."
Peter opened the main door. We moved out, and he closed the door. We grabbed our bikes and started paddling—still no one on the road.
I grabbed the book in one hand and handle it with the other. The book was heavy, so I was kind of… unbalanced.
              On the way, I was thinking about the crows. Why did they attack us? All of a sudden! With such coordination…it was unreal!
And why was Peter saying that someone tried to kill him? Was he lying? Or really someone was there…who wanted to kill him. But who? And where did he go when I entered?
Endless questions and zero answers.
              I looked at Peter's face, he was still scared. His hands were having tremors.
"Someone really tried to do so, Pete?" I finally asked him.
"Don't make me remember that incident dude…" he said 'It was horrible, and if I had not punched his face, I would have really died."

"Did he say anything?" I inquired.
"He just said one thing." he replied, "I wouldn't do that…if I were you…"
T moment I heard him, my heart started pounding again. I again had Goosebumps.
"Really? He said that?" I asked.
"Yes!" he said.
"That's crazy…" I said.
"What's crazy?" he asked.
 "Actually, I heard the same thing, too," I said.
"What? How's that possible?" he asked.
And we reached the point where we had to move on two different directions.
"I'll tell you some other time," I said, and then we moved to our homes.
After reaching home, I saw the clock… It was six. We wasted three hours due to those shit crows!
I moved upstairs to my room.
After dinner, I came back to the room to read the book I brought from the house. I was so desperate to read it.
              I picked it up from the table and jumped on the bed. I was so much nervous and scared. But why? Maybe, cause I stole it from the house. But, I was not feeling guilty.
I opened the first page of the book and started reading. I just kept on reading without any pause.
I found it! I didn't have words to describe it. It was unbelievable.
After reading many pages, I looked at the clock. It was eleven. I'd been reading that book for more than an hour.
And what I read was just incredible and mind-blowing!

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Prince of Darkness 5

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Finally, I reached the first floor. Well, it was such a big house, even on this floor, there were, maybe, four rooms.
I opened the first door, closest to the stairs, and entered it. Hopefully, it was not dark in there. This room also had a window.

But unfortunately, the room was completely empty—nothing in there.
So, I turned back and moved to the next room. Empty.
The next room was kind of interesting. It was like a study room or something. A table, chair, and bookshelves. It was strange that the shelves still had a few books in them.
Well, not always you find an old house, totally abandoned, which still had some things in there.
I searched the shelves, and I found a fascinating book. It had a dark brown cover, perhaps, it was leather. So, I took it out. It was a little heavy. I opened it, and I got doomed.
The book was having pictures of ghosts or something. It seemed like it was a storybook. But, I'd never seen any storybook-like that. That was totally weird. That book was unbelievable. I checked it out. There was no name on it. Not even the author. So, I took it with me.
I moved out of the room, closed the door, and moved to the next room.
This was the last room. And even more daunting, darker, but at least it was not completely empty.
In the dark, I had a glimpse of a box or something. I moved closer to the book in my hand.
Yes, it was a box. I sat in front of it, pulled up the lid. But I couldn't see inside it.
It was so much dark there. So, I just put my hand inside it and shuffled to feel what's inside it.
"I wouldn't do that…if I were you…" I heard a voice.
"What? Who's there?" I asked in a frightened voice, "Who are you?"
              No reply.
I just got my whole body thundering with Goosebumps. I never got this much frightened. I did nothing, just grabbed the book and started moving and then suddenly I heard Peter shouting.
He was shouting extremely loud in a terrified voice.
              He must have got scared.
I rushed down the stairs. He was running out if the room, scared, damned, and crying. I never saw him scared like that. He rushed toward the main door. Tried to open it. But I couldn't. He pulled the handle and pushed, but nothing happened. But why? The door was fully functional when we entered the house.
              He punched the door and even kicked it. But the door was as it was. I watched all the scene standing on the stairs. Then I rushed toward him.
"What happened? And why are you shouting and crying?" I asked, "What's the matter? Tell me!"
He turned towards me and said, "Someone's in there!" pointing toward a room, "And he tried to kill me!"

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