A Dark Lesson pt. 1 -Prologue-

Why was she back? She shouldn’t be back.  She and the others…

They were supposed to be dead.  The three of them had been killed, and their deaths had been right.  They had deserved to die after what they had done, what they had tried to do.  Their deaths had meant that that more people could live.  Their deaths had saved the world. 

Now they were back, their new births painful and frightening.  Blood had been spilled to return them to this world, she had been sure of it.  Someone’s innocent blood. 

More blood had been spilled.  How much blood had she spilled in her first life?  How much blood had she attempted to spill.  The very thought of it made her stomach lurch. 

She needed to focus, she needed to get moving.  If they had her, they could try again, or worse.  They could use the three of them to try and call that… thing up.  Alice, Lucy and… her name escaped her. 

What was her name? De… De… Debbie.  She was Debbie.  She was one of the three.  She had died that night in basement of the chapel, and some sick bastard had rebirthed her there, tonight, with the others. 

She needed to get away from there.  She needed to get away so they couldn’t use her again.

Debbie ran through the field, towards the trees, the school’s chapel behind her.  The night was dark, the moon hidden behind clouds, and she tripped, hitting the ground with a hard thud. 

“Debbie, where do you think you’re going?” Alice’s voice drifted over the night air.  “You can’t run from us Debbie.” 

She could run.  She knew she could.

She was on her feet again, her legs pumping, her lungs burning, and she broke for the trees. 

They were supposed to be dead.  The three of them needed to be dead.  It was what was right.  It was how it was supposed to be. 

Her mind kept racing as she ran through the dense woods, branches scraping her bare skin. 

Who had brought her back?

Why had the brought her back? 

She didn’t know the answer, but she knew well enough that she wasn’t going to turn around to ask.  She needed to get as far away from the old chapel, and Wheaton Prep as fast as possible. 

She needed to get away from the darkness that lurked just under the surface there.  A darkness she knew all too well.