When we had gotten home I was so lost in thought that I wasn't even concerned about dinner nor did I even greet Aunt Janelle back when she greeted me. I just headed straight up stairs to my bedroom. I picked up the book I was reading in the truck and flipped right back to chapter 15 regarding the witches or Oregon. I was still in such shock when I viewed the picture for a third time with the woman that resembled my mother. That when I heard the scratching, I started shifting things around in the corners and under my bed to see if perhaps there was a mouse but there was nothing to be found. Then I heard it again but this time it sounded like it was above me. When putting two and two together I realized that this was a home belonging to witches. With every witch tale the witches have an area of prayer almost like a church. Why wouldn't an attic be the perfect spot?
Sure enough when I peeked into the hall there was a string with a plastic hoop hanging from the ceiling. The attic. I closed my bedroom door and snuck over to hopefully get up into the attic without Bill or Janelle finding out. Inside was dusty, stinking and dark. The attic was a fair size, about the size of two average living rooms combined. Not exactly what I would expect for a witches layer. It was just basically a big empty storage spot obviously. It was filled with mostly furniture and 5 boxes piled to the back wall. I knew if I were to get any answers up here it would be in those boxes.
The first box was labeled Bills tools, the second Bills fishing gear and the third to my luck had no label at all. And that in my eyes goes back to the "if your name isn't on it it's not yours" quote and I opened it. There was a blue velvet sachet bag, three white text book and one black text book. Pulling everything out wasn't much of a hassle since there wasn't much in it. But the last item I pulled out of the box was a diary that hit a spot. The diary of Alexandra Castle- my mother. Of course once I actually find something my aunt had to call to me. I stashed the book in my room before I ran downstairs to her.
"Ah finally you come down! You have a visitor." Glancing to the love seat sat Dominick. "Janelle get him out of here." "Christina that is so rude, I apologize Dominick. Would you like something to drink?" "Um, no thank you Mrs. Castle I was just hoping to speak with Christina, I start school tomorrow and I was hoping that she may be interested in helping me find my way around." I couldn't believe this boy who had been stalking me both in my dreams and in reality was sitting on my couch putting on this sheared for my aunt. "Well I'm sure Christina will have no problem, right Christina. I believe she is having an off day Dominick still adjusting to the move. Chris is really a sweet heart and I'll let you two talk I need to go get started on cleaning up.
"Alright freak so now you have made your way into my home. What is it that you want?" "Chris you don't understand I'm here to help you, you have come at a bad time this town is hell. I know I sound crazy but if you only new just how crazy reality could be you would understand. You are a witch." I was baffled by what Dominick had just said and I couldn't help myself from laughing hysterically. "Oh listen Bill, Christina has found another friend how good."
"Are you kidding me you have been following me around to tell me you think that I'm a witch. Ok so am I supposed to take that as you think I'm a witch because you think I'm rude or is this witch like as in power and what not?" "No a witch with powers." I searched his face to see the humor spark somewhere on his face but there was none. "Alright now it's really time for you to go, you really aren't a freak you're mental." I went to leave the room when he grabbed my arm and I felt a sensation of sparks go up my arm and then yanked it away. "What was that?
"I knew it was going to come down to this and you weren't going to believe me, please just give me a chance to show you the world that lies in front of your eyes." "This is insane, is Dominick even your real name? Ok whatever I'm interested now show me what it is your talking about." We stopped in the kitchen to say good bye to my aunt and uncle so they didn't think I ran off or anything. Then headed down that damn path that I had come to continuously encounter since I came to this town. We came to the gates and he began "these gates are a trade mark to all that is evil. Because this is where it all starts, these are the gates of hell. The power that comes from these gates reaches out to all the evil around the world to bring them to this core so they can be opened." "Ok so you are telling me that we are located in hell, are you kidding me. This is the proof of the world that lies before me – look Christina I don't mean to cut you off but just listen I'm going to show you something you need to not scream, run away or freak out."
He turned his back to me for a short moment then turned back around. It was horrifying and confusing his eyes were crystal blue and he had fangs like real fangs. "Ok your attempt to scare me was great you did it, did Jessica set you up with the makeup." I leaned in to touch his fang and it pricked my finger. "Ouch, geese those are really good." "Christina" Dominick snapped at me "these aren't fake no one put me up to this, I am a vampire and you're a witch. Hunters went to your town to kill you and your parents. Your mother was a witch too; she was the only connection to the two that lived here. After they were killed the set up a fire in your house to get rid of the other connections. You were supposed to be in it, and now you're here on their turf. You need to show no sign of what power you possess or tell anyone of this. The land behind those gates in the fields in the mountains are our haven."