Whispers in the Dark (part1)

                                                Whispers in the Dark
                                                Chapter 1
                                                  What you don’t know can kill you

“Grandpaaaaaaaaa!” groaned a boy, “Can you tell a story we haven’t heard before?”
“Well, have you heard the fable about Splinterwood Forest?” The grandfather asked.
“I don’t think so,” he replied.
“Then how about I share it with you my boy....”
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A fucked up thief that steals body parts along with jewelry. A girl that isn’t human anymore that stops moving when seen. Where vampires meet, computer viruses come to life.. Undead rise, demons, ghosts, things that you only see in your dreams..All come here at some point, either to stay or visit.
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Slap!   A noise that broke the peaceful silence outside soon followed by a load yell.
“YOU HIT ME!!” It says. There was a soft chuckle.
“..Well no shit Sherlock...nice job stating the obvious...” a female that wore a hat and white sweatshirt said has she sat down.
“WHAT THE HELL!?” the voice was a boy wearing a half mask over his eyes. He put his hand on his face where it was red.
“You shouldn’t grope strangers...” she said.
“Even if they’re attr-”
“NO! I’ll hit you again!” she yelled. It was silent again...Then there was another hit, but it was against a tree.
He looked at her questionably. “Uhhh...why did you do that?”
“I can’t tell you..” she replied quickly.
“...Okayyy then! I’m Pokit, nice to meet you...Tyrael~” he said smiling and extending his hand. She remand silent as she watched her hand bleed. It wasn’t bleeding very bad just from a few cuts.
“...how...” she finally answered in a whisper.
“It was on this piece of cloth you had,” he pulled out a little blue piece of fabric from his pocket, “and it has the name Tyrael on it.”
“....You got your hand underneath my shirt!?” she stood up.
“Well, duuuuhhh. How else would I have gotten it? You didn’t give it to me. Also I’m pretty sure I saw something black on your body, quiet a bit actually.” he said.
“Y-you must be mistaken..” she stuttered while pulling her sleeves over her hands. Just before he could make some smart ass comment he felt like he wasn’t touching the ground anymore, and he was right. Took him a few seconds until he realized he was being held up by something so he looked down and saw Tyrael looking up.
“Taking things that aren’t yours isn’t very nice,” says the thing.
“...Sometimes I regret what I do...” Pokit says.