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y asked, "You are the Witch, right?" Abby shook her head in response, mustering the courage to speak. "I'm Abigail," she said, avoiding dire

ase Abby. However, she remained unmoved, not even granting him a smile. Instead, she shot him a stern look and warn

d sometimes back down. However, Frank seemed different. He burst into laughter, playfully

had become used to her warning because it strikes fear into people's hearts, but his laughter and playful re

think this is a joke?" she asked, her tone cold and sharp. "I may be quiet, but make no mi

ement seemed to intensify, much to Abby's growing frustration. She was surpri

ncing at Amara, who stood near the corner of the room with

ad no emotions Frank chuckled, puzzled by her question. "Well, they're weak compared to me, because I'm a serial killer. I kill for mo

d the title of a serial killer, as though it were a respectable occupation. Before Abby could respond, Amara intervened, inter

Her words had given him pause, and he couldn't shake off the uneaseness that lingered in the back of hi

onversation, posed the question directly. "So, why did

, apparently your boyfriend wants us to go to Scott's fundraiser party," he revealed, his voic

her to the party. Deep down, however, she knew that Abby would likely be reluctant to att

preparing to leave the room. It was then that Abby's mind

playing with her fingers while standing at the corner. It

ing a party. She thought about the how good she might look wearing a dress and the possibility of hearing Frank whisper the word "Witch" in her ear. F

on. "I think I want to go," she confessed. Amara couldn't help but

ed, her voice tinged with concern and a touch of frustration. Abby, feeling a pang of remorse for her earlier

cted the various clothing options Amara presented to her. Amara couldn't help but wonder why Abby

okay? Loosen up a little"

or baggy jeans and trousers, seemingly unaffected by Amar

beep, causing her to groan in annoyance. She was surprised, wondering who could possibly b

unlocked it to read the message. A sense of fear began to creep over her