The roaring screams of Katherine echoed in the field and the silence of the night. Katherine could feel the dirt under her body cake into her clothes as she twitched on the ground in pain. The sensation just kept rolling over her in waves, and then all of a sudden it stopped.
The room was deadly silent as everyone took in their surroundings. Katherine’s eyes couldn’t seem to break from the tooth.
“..D-do we know who that is? I-I thought you said a curator doesn’t usually kill?!” She asks a bit frantically as she turns to Kristen and her brother
The days to come were uneasy to say the very least. There was a clear vibe that crept through the town that something was off. It started off slow but picked up as the days stretched into a week since the veil began to weaken.
