Soul Suckers
Prologue
The pale girl’s silky black hair whipped over her face as she shook with fear. The glossy silver blade hung above her, taunting her, making her wait as death played out. The girl pushed herself up to the wall as the sword came closer and closer, death seeping into her fragile mind.
“Please” was all she could manage before the blade swiftly dug itself into her chest, not a drop of blood leaving the wound. The young girl let herself fall into darkness, peace casting upon her pale yet beautiful face as her soul was sucked from her body and into the blade. Death would never meet Kiley.
