 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Torch Fifth Year
Amy, Sammy, Everett, Shannon and Adam all sat around the “campfire” that had been arranged for the middle of the term, in the dark. A small tent, though huge inside was behind them, and for some reason, Sammy had decided to tell ghost stories.
“Have you ever heard of bloooooodddddy Mary” Sammy said, raising her eyebrows and shoving her torch under her chin so it was lit up.
Amy was a wuss. And started to shake, and moved closer to Shannon
“No. But we want to” Everett said, seeing Amy’s fear
“Well. It all starts, like this. In....” |