“It keeps coming back?” Chad swallowed hard.
“Don’t listen to Jazz,” Amber reassured him. “It’s just one of the stories about this place. They’re just trying to scare people away.”
“It’s true,” Jazz started to say, but Melissa jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow. Jazz yelped and backed away. He didn’t like it when she did that.
“Time to go upstairs,” Seth said as he led the way.
The rest followed. Chad glanced back over his shoulder at the lady on the wall. He could’ve sworn that at the same moment her eyes turned and she looked back at him.
When they got to the dorm room, the three girls disappeared into the large walk-in closet. They emerged a few minutes later with a dozen large candles and an Ouji Board. The girls set the candles in a large circle. Jazz took out the Ouji board and game piece. Amber lit the candles and joined the rest whom were already seated on the floor.
“What should we ask it?” Melissa said.
“Haven’t a clue,” Gabriel added.
“I don’t know,” Chad replied.
“I know, I know,” Jazz answered. “I’ll ask about my family.”
Jazz placed his finger tips on the triangular game piece. He asked, “Who’s the next to die from the hands of the mysterious Night Blade?” The game piece didn’t move. Jazz tried to force it, but it refused.
“Let me try,” Seth pushed Jazz out of the way. He reached in his pocket producing a tatty piece of cloth. Seth took his pocket knife and cut his finger letting a small drop of blood fall on the cloth. Next were Melissa, Jazz, Gabriel and Amber; but when it came to Chad he didn’t want any part of it.
“Come on,” Seth said. “It’s just a game.”
“No way,” Chad protested further.
“Please Chad,” Amber pleaded, nuzzling his neck with a kiss.
It tickled whenever she did that, but it also made him always give into her whatever it was that she wanted.
“Okay,” Chad said. He took the knife and nicked his index finger. The sting only lasted a second and soon his blood was mixed with the others. Seth placed it on the game piece and immediately it started moving. As everyone watched the triangle floated across the surface of the game board finally coming to rest over the letter “D”.
“D for Death,” Jazz said with a howling noise.
“Knock it off Jazz.” Melissa hit him in the chest.
“Will you two stop it,” Amber said, but then froze. Then they all heard it.
“What is that?” Chad peered into the darkness just beyond the circle of light.
“It sounds like someone tapping on the window,” Seth answered.
“You guys are scaring me,” Gabriel said.
“But we’re on the second floor,” Melissa said.
“I’ll go look, you bunch of wimps.” Jazz jumped to his feet. He left the security of the light and walked across the room over to the window. All eyes were on Jazz’s dark silhouette. There was nothing, and then came the scream. It was a horrible, terrifying scream and Jazz bolted back to them.
“It’s after us,” Jazz said. His face was white and breath labored.
“What’s after us,” Melissa and Gabriel cried.
“The Night Blade,” Jazz screamed.
“I’m going.” Seth stood up. He entered the abyss.
Seth walked over to the window. He peered outside but saw nothing. All Seth heard was the rustling of the branches in the trees; nothing else. He was about to turn and leave when it felt like an icy hand slid across his back finally coming to rest on his shoulder.
“Knock it off,” Seth cursed to himself.
Seth returned to the group.
Jazz burst out in uproarious laughter.
Seth had had enough. He rushed over and tackled Jazz to the floor. Seth started punching him repeatedly. Jazz begged Seth to stopped, but he didn’t. It took the others to finally drag Seth off of Jazz, who crawled away over to the safety of the window.
“You’re crazy,” Jazz spouted off, wiping the blood off his lip.
“You’re a jerk,” Seth cursed back.
“Will you two just stop it?” Amber scolded them.
“I think we should stop.” Melissa suggested.
“I agree,” Gabriel added, looking at Seth. “We should go to our room.”
Everyone else split off to the other dorm rooms, but Amber and Chad remained behind.
Chad sat on the tatty, musty smelling mattress. Amber stood in front of him and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. His eyes were immediately drawn to her lacey black bra.
“I couldn’t find anything to buy for your birthday,” Amber said removing her blouse and bra letting them drop to the floor. “So you get to have me.”
Amber pushed Chad back on the bed and straddled him. They started kissing. Chad’s felt as if his heart was going to burst. Amber stripped the rest of her clothes off and did the same to Chad.
“How does that feel,” Amber murmured as she felt him enter her.
“It feels warm,” Chad answered.
The darkness held on tightly in spite of the sunlight which was poised and ready to take its place. The Sheriff’s department had received a report that a group of teenagers had disappeared during the night while trespassing from the grounds at JFK Prep.
Sheriff Delsmann slowly drove up the gravel road as another squad followed closely behind. To her left was a shabby looking trailer. In front was an historic monument of faded brick and broken windows.
Sheriff Delsmann parked her car and got out. There were two people waiting for her. A woman in her late fifties, whom was quite slender, dressed professionally, and her silver hair had nary a strand out of place. The man, whom appeared to be in his late forties with grayish black hair, was wearing a security guard uniform.
“Georgina Rowlands,” she said. She pointed to the first man, “This is Tommy Johnson. He is the on-sight security guard.”
“Sheriff Delsmann, “Talia replied.
“A pleasure,” Georgina answered.
Andrew quietly and carefully negotiated the woods of the JFK Prep campus. After the incident at the Higgins’s home, Andrew set up a meeting with Nedra. When they had met, Nedra recalled that Wyatt had told her that JFK Prep was one of the popular hangouts with the younger members of the coven. She told him that sometimes they either came to hook up or perform blood rituals. Andrew had also contacted Peter at the Bayport Police department about information on Night Blade. According to the files, in the past six years there had been numerous reports of teenagers and adults vanishing on the JFK Prep grounds and the surrounding area. All of them were vampires. The only description of Night Blade was that he or she was average height and build. There wasn’t very much to go on. The only way to find out who Night Blade was would be by capturing them before someone else were killed. Nedra had called him last night very upset and crying. After Andrew had managed to calm Nedra down, she told him that her other son Chad had disappeared with his girlfriend Amber and some other teenagers. Nedra knew that they were going out to celebrate Chad’s birthday last night and that they were probably going to JFK Prep. So not only was Andrew at JFK Prep to find Wyatt, but also the missing teenagers.
He approached the main gravel road that led up to the dormitory building. Andrew quickly ducked down when he saw two squad cars make their way up towards the dormitory. Andrew waited a few minutes and using the trees as cover again, he made his way to where two people were waiting. There were some low, thick bushes not too far, for Andrew to hide. He slipped beneath them unnoticed. Andrew settled in and listened in on their conversation. “Please follow us.” Andrew heard Georgina say.
They all walked in the direction of the side entrance.
“We’ve gone through several contractors, because of,” Georgina interrupted. “Oh, how shall I put this? It was because of certain incidents happening on the property.”
“What incidents?” Talia asked.
“Well,” Tommy jumped into the conversation. “A lot of vandalism being done by kids breaking into the place. There are also strange things happening on the grounds.”