It’s been seven months. Jean is gone, nobody knows where he is. Arielle's fate remains unknown.
It turned out to be nothing else but occult magic, dark magic, that changed the human beings into rodents. Horrible. People are still searching for Arielle, her parents have spent all their money on the search. If they’d only believe us. Then again, it's impossible to actually believe something like this. Even I have trouble believeing my own memories, and every day it all seems more and more like a dream to me. Maybe it is? Maybe it is just a dream?
That night I found this note in Arielle’s clothes.
«This world is made out of four elements, air, fire, earth and water.
Air turn into hurricanes, fire to ashes, stone to sand and water to ice.
Tonight it's me.»
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Human Turning
Short StoryThis is not about vampires. This is not a romance story. This is a story about mystery, twisted lives and... rodents.
