Coven 13

Stella

As I was walking through the middle of town it felt as if something was watching me. The cold air sent shivers through the exposed skin on my body. The town of Baton Rogue is quite creepy at night especially in the summer. All lights go out around 9 and no one is walking the streets besides me. Suddenly im brought out of my thoughts as I trip over something. Glancing around me i realize I've stumbled into a graveyard and tripped over a broken tombstone. I lay down and stare up into the stars they are so beautiful tonight. I notice the moon hovering above me complete and full illuminating the grave i was laying on top of, I sit up to read the headstone.

Here lies the body of an amazing son who went to soon. Rip Jack Hannoway, 1976-1990.

Strange. The moon falls perfectly on his grave and I so happen to be on it. I place my hands on the ground and close my eyes slowing my breath to a whisper. Concentrating on the ground below me, I begin to feel it shake until the ground begins breaking. A skelatal hand pops thru the earth pulling a managled body up with it. The body reachs out to my hand, I grab a hold of the boney hand and instantly the body unmangles itself.

"You're Jack?" I ask slowly making sure the body understands

"Hew leng heve I buun deed?" he respondes struggling with words

"22 years" I answer, "how did you die?"

"En A ceer accedent" he sputters. I stroke the cold flesh that barely clings to his skull. As my hand passes his temple my vision flashes to a bright white. The light fades and im driving down a long narrow street in the middle of the night. I take a long turn slowly to be met by a bright light swerving fast. I turn the wheel avoiding the light and drive off the road and onto a cliff before falling into a lake smashing my head onto the steerimg wheel. Everything fades to black.

My eyes flutter open. The bright Louisiana sun is flooding into my window. I'm back in my room. I slowly get up and walk to my kitchen. I notice that there is mail flooding in front of my door. One strange enevelope catches my attention, it's a strange maroon color with an old fashioned wax seal. I pick it up and look at the front.

Coven 13. New Orleans.
To: Stella Stars.

I open the letter and read slowly.

By now you've discovered your magical powers. I would like for you to attended my school in New Orleans
Josephine

I drop the letter, still in shock of what has happened. Wondering if Jack followed me or he went back to his grave.