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Haunted 3: ShadowsThe week since the eve of the scavenger hunt had been filled with restless nights for Aiden. The first couple of days the Wile barely uttered a syllable, and his stomach stayed unusually empty. Through the attempts of comforting words from his concerned friends however, Aiden was able to shake off his initial shock by day three, and thus began his path towards normalcy. By week's end he was eating full meals again and his general unease of mind was beginning to fade away. But all that progress instantly faded on the exact Saturday after that event. The evening was cold and the sky appeared to be starless. What started as a slow, almost peaceful day would end in a treacherous night.. Aiden's dreams would once again bring upon relapses of terror, but this time, they were more intense than any that came before it. Everyday for the past week at exactly midnight, he would startle up from his slumber.. the Wile would then curl into a ball and wrap his arms over his legs, remaining in this position until the rooster crowed. This time however, his body felt as if it was paralyzed by his own sleep, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake himself wake. As he broke into a pool of sweat, the Wile tossed and turned. Tremors began to quake all over his body, and his hands and feet were petrified, fingers stuck in place unable to bend. His eyes were rapidly moving from side to side under his eyelids, the sheer horror of what he was imagining were thinly emoting from his gaping mouth. The tree... It bared no leaves or fruit.It's bark was freshly charred as if it was constantly burning from an unseen flame. Each dusk carried this very same nightmare, but this time there seemed to be no means of escape. It was as if the hallowed wood was pulling him in like a magnet. Or perhaps, it was the other way around. Upon realizing this, Aiden managed to regain half of his consciousness. He was aware he was still in a dream, but at least now he had some semblance of control. With all his might he broke the shackles that were binding him, which was revealed to be strange tree roots that were made visible once the Wile giant had ripped them to shreds. However, like a lizard's tail but at ten times the speed, the tree roots regenerated in an attempt to tie him down again. Aiden's eyes widened in a furious gaze, his pupils narrowed to a slit as his bared fangs spewed out a bellowing snarl. With a resounding roar, Aiden called upon his inner magic to ignite the roots in a furious blaze. He was able to burn away the restraints that were keeping him down, and in this process his magic glowed, almost resembling brilliant red and yellow wings. With these newly obtained appendages, he was able to glide far away from the hideous tree… and back into reality. In that exact moment, Aiden shot out of bed. The Wile looked over his body in a panic, much to his relief there was nothing amiss. A long sigh escaped him. ‘Another night of this.’ He was fixing to curl back up under his blankets, when he felt a cold chill pierce through his entire being as he stared up at the ceiling... Aiden almost forgot to breathe when he saw, or perhaps more accurately, felt the presence of it.. a shadowy blob like creature, with erratic eyes all over its gaseous body. Whatever it was, it didn't feel like a natural force of nature. Just being near this entity left the young man sick to his stomach. With the sound of multiple voices, it grumbled. "You are a Phoebe Wile.." Aiden's hair stood on end as soon as he heard those words aloud. He couldn't verbalize with his mouth, but his mind could be heard by the foul apparition loud and clear. How the hell do you know about that?! "Your power is phenomenal. Your fire can even burn spirits.." A male voice said. "Your kind go through death and rebirth." Said a female. "You are both half alive.." spoke another. "And half dead. " said another voice still. "Due to this, you are in tune with the spirit world." Just who are you? And what do you want from me?! Aiden cries out in his thoughts. "Who we are doesn't concern you..." A dozen spoke at once. "We came for your flesh! A fresh, living body to take refuge in." "But despite being near immortal, we cannot inhabit yours . Your fire will cook us up." "A shame really..." Wait, you were trying to POSSESS ME?! Aiden cried. The spirits remained silent after that remark, which had mostly confirmed the Wile's suspicions. "Our work here is done. There is no need for us to stay any longer." A female voice grumbled. "Just keep this in mind, Phoebe," a male one spoke, "when the time comes for us to pillage the land, we don't want you to get in our way." "We'll leave you alone if you leave us alone, that seems fair, doesn't it?" Aiden could only nod rapidly in response. "If you don't keep your end of the bargain" the voices gathered at once, "then we'll come after you, and you will feel a death unlike any before..” A legion of the blobs would then merge together to form a massive hand that filled up almost the entire room. It then charged at the terrified Wile, stopping short just before it appeared as if it was about to smack him, a finger tip mere inches from the Wile's mortified face. Aiden remained frozen in place as he witnessed the shadowy hand slowly subside into the ceiling. Sensing his plight, the voices all began to cackle at once, steadily increasing in volume until their sinister laughter swirled around the entire house. Aiden was beginning to grow ill from his struggle to endure this, he wanted so badly for it to end, but the euphoria that was spiraling into a chaotic mesh of dread and doom prevented him from entirely ignoring their presence altogether. He just pulled his covers over him and began to count, tears running down his hot cheeks like a cascade. And then... There was silence. Aiden could not bear to bolt awake this time, instead he slowly and reluctantly opened his eyes to the ceiling. Thank god, it had been cleared of the strange apparitions. The Wile giant gave out a tremendous sigh, but he couldn't shake off the fact that he felt completely drained after this ordeal. He looked to the side at the clock to see that it was only half past midnight. ’Another sleepless night... ’ He knew… that nightmare was not merely just that. If his Phoebe Wile instincts were correct, then something horrible had just unveiled itself to him... and it hinted at something terrible yet to come. Normally he would keep his insecurities and personal problems to himself, but this time Aiden felt that this is about to go beyond just him. Like it or not, he needed help, he cannot shoulder this burden alone.

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