Post by κεʟʟч on Apr 18, 2014 15:06:11 GMT -5
Background ; The Keres, the mythological demons, are under Charlies control. They were invited into Camp by an inside traitor and took possession of ten girl and ten boy campers. One of them was Beatrice, Adellas huntress sister.Another was James, Cheynees.. In the middle of the night, the twenty campers disappeared into mist or whatever and were sent to the edge of the forest, awaiting Charlies command. Adella and James were the only ones to notice anything wrong, so they went looking.
Walking through the forest, Adella could swear there were creepy voices in her head telling her to do stupid stuff. "Go knock your face in a tree. Prove how strong you are." or "Go kiss a boy. Prove you are fearless." Like, shut up. Adella didn't want to hear these voices. It was like someone was inside her brain, pushing against the edges like it was a latex balloon, trying to stretch it. Stumbling over a tree root, Adella muttered the Greek word for Hopeless. That's what this was. The freaking Stupid Keres came and ruined everything. Taking Patricia like that. Well, she thought it was the Keres. The Keres came and possessed Patricia or something because she just left. Adella had heard the story many times as the same thing had happened to her. What do the Keres want with Patricia? A slave? A servant? A Cook? Whose controlling them? Keres are stupid- they don't have a brain of their own to think. Somebody has to be controlling them. Charlie? A chilly shudder passed through Adella's body. Bet a grip Adella. Charlie cant be in this camp. He has no ties here. What would Charlie want with Beatrice?
A noise to the left. Breathing sharply and softly, Adella casually pretended to drop something. When she bent down to grab it, she saw other campers walking in a straight line to a dark mist, the tounges curling like fire, maybe three miles away from where she was. They all had a blank expression on their face. The Keres. They have taken hold of the campers. With a push, Adella slipped into line with them, acting like she was one of the Keres Minions.
Walking through the forest, Adella could swear there were creepy voices in her head telling her to do stupid stuff. "Go knock your face in a tree. Prove how strong you are." or "Go kiss a boy. Prove you are fearless." Like, shut up. Adella didn't want to hear these voices. It was like someone was inside her brain, pushing against the edges like it was a latex balloon, trying to stretch it. Stumbling over a tree root, Adella muttered the Greek word for Hopeless. That's what this was. The freaking Stupid Keres came and ruined everything. Taking Patricia like that. Well, she thought it was the Keres. The Keres came and possessed Patricia or something because she just left. Adella had heard the story many times as the same thing had happened to her. What do the Keres want with Patricia? A slave? A servant? A Cook? Whose controlling them? Keres are stupid- they don't have a brain of their own to think. Somebody has to be controlling them. Charlie? A chilly shudder passed through Adella's body. Bet a grip Adella. Charlie cant be in this camp. He has no ties here. What would Charlie want with Beatrice?
A noise to the left. Breathing sharply and softly, Adella casually pretended to drop something. When she bent down to grab it, she saw other campers walking in a straight line to a dark mist, the tounges curling like fire, maybe three miles away from where she was. They all had a blank expression on their face. The Keres. They have taken hold of the campers. With a push, Adella slipped into line with them, acting like she was one of the Keres Minions.
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