Chapter 1
It was hundreds of years after Kara's transformation, but she was still a plant-human hybrid. For the years before this day, she was shown as an abomination of nature. In short, people poked, prodded, and threw things at Kara.
However, this dag would turn out different...
Jeremy was a sixteen jaar old boy with black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that warm up even the most frozen heart. His father bought the mansion and garden for Jeremy as he was studying botany in college.
"I finally can have my own mansion and garden" Jeremy thought as he was driving down to his new mansion.
When Jeremy arrived at his new mansion, it felt...empty. Like no one had been there for years.
"Hello?" Jeremy asked as his voice echoed through the mansion. There was no immediate response, so Jeremy went inside.
The mansion was very large, but very unnerving. There were cobwebs all over the place, and every time u entered a new room, it felt like someone was watching you.
"Uh...I guess I should go to the garden now..." Jeremy thought to himself as he was clearly creeped out door the old mansion.
Jeremy descended to the garden, his steps making small echoes. When Jeremy opened the door to the garden, a cry was heard.
"Huh?! What was that?!" Jeremy thought to himself as he walked to where the screams came from.
Suddenly, Jeremy tripped on a long vine.
"GAH!" Jeremy cried as he fell flat on his butt, "Yikes...that was embarrassing".
"Embarrassing? u don't even know the half of it..." A voice snidely told Jeremy.
"Well it was...a little..." Jeremy blushed a little.
"Well don't come any closer" The voice commanded Jeremy.
"Why not?" Jeremy asked.
"Because!" The voice responded.
"Because why?" Jeremy responded again as he walked towards where the voice was coming from. He then suddenly stopped.
"Hello" Kara greeted Jeremy.
It was hundreds of years after Kara's transformation, but she was still a plant-human hybrid. For the years before this day, she was shown as an abomination of nature. In short, people poked, prodded, and threw things at Kara.
However, this dag would turn out different...
Jeremy was a sixteen jaar old boy with black hair, brown eyes, and a smile that warm up even the most frozen heart. His father bought the mansion and garden for Jeremy as he was studying botany in college.
"I finally can have my own mansion and garden" Jeremy thought as he was driving down to his new mansion.
When Jeremy arrived at his new mansion, it felt...empty. Like no one had been there for years.
"Hello?" Jeremy asked as his voice echoed through the mansion. There was no immediate response, so Jeremy went inside.
The mansion was very large, but very unnerving. There were cobwebs all over the place, and every time u entered a new room, it felt like someone was watching you.
"Uh...I guess I should go to the garden now..." Jeremy thought to himself as he was clearly creeped out door the old mansion.
Jeremy descended to the garden, his steps making small echoes. When Jeremy opened the door to the garden, a cry was heard.
"Huh?! What was that?!" Jeremy thought to himself as he walked to where the screams came from.
Suddenly, Jeremy tripped on a long vine.
"GAH!" Jeremy cried as he fell flat on his butt, "Yikes...that was embarrassing".
"Embarrassing? u don't even know the half of it..." A voice snidely told Jeremy.
"Well it was...a little..." Jeremy blushed a little.
"Well don't come any closer" The voice commanded Jeremy.
"Why not?" Jeremy asked.
"Because!" The voice responded.
"Because why?" Jeremy responded again as he walked towards where the voice was coming from. He then suddenly stopped.
"Hello" Kara greeted Jeremy.
Sea around,
This is a place,
Nightmares are found.
Stinking bogs,
And tombstones black,
It is waiting,
To attack.
Enter now,
And u will find,
Objects of,
The destroyed kind.
Bloody puddles,
Broken mirrors,
Headless dolls,
All to fuel your fears.
Around the corner,
Darkness waits,
For the volgende victim,
And his fate.
Death and distress,
Blood and gore,
Normal things,
That we adore.
Twins in life,
Death as well,
Pale and ghostly,
We won't tell.
What had happened,
Late one night,
After she barked,
Before the bite.
Now we lay,
In watery grave,
Bodies empty,
Souls not saved.
Until the night,
We answer her call,
Haunt the living,
Until they fall.
