“You were brave,” the princess commended, gliding to her side, “but you were also late.”Her power disappeared just as the fight ended. She was back in her own form, untouched, unblemished.“I was slow,” the little girl admitted, “the parents are dead.”“You were afraid in the beginning. That’s why they died.”“What will happen to the little bunnies that got away?”“They will live, or they will die. Without their parents, its hard to tell. They will have to learn how to take care of themselves. Some of them will not grow up.”“It’s my fault. I was afraid.”“It’s good you are afraid. Your fear tells you that something is not okay. But never let it consume you. You have to rise above it, always.” Said the princess, gazing into Jean’s eyes lovingly. “Now, come along child. There are other adventures wa

Yawning, Emmy did not want to get up yet. Looking over to the window on the side, she saw that the sun’s rays barely lit up the sky yet. Beside her was Jean, sprawled over the mats. Feeling refreshed, she opted to just get up and start the morning. She liked it when she was first to wake up. She could finish more things than when her family was already awake. She was not the first. Matt was not where he was, and he was not in the roomHis garments however, were. All of his clothes. It was unlike Matt to even walk around without a shirt on. Emmy suspected immediately that something was wrong. Emmy went for the door. It was already open.She gathered all of his clothes. Then, she checked up on both the children, making sure they were both asleep, just in case, and left the room. Emmy checked both their room and Gina’s to see if Matt had somehow just transferred there. He wasn’t. Emmy hesitated going down. It was still somewhat dark below. She did not ha

Her facial expressions varied to the extremes as Matt was telling the story. She listened with bated breath as Matt told her about the almost impossible level of detail a child could create from her imagination alone when it came to her interaction with the so-called princess. He told her what he was really trying to do when she popped out and called him. Matt also told her why he was itching for a smoke after that, and why he insisted she take Jean with her. Emmy remained silent, especially when Matt haltingly told her about why he passed out. She was shivering by the time he finished. Matt’s goosebumps never left as he told the stories. He was aching for a smoke but felt it was better if he told her everything. So, he decided to tell her about that time Emmy, Gina, and Jean all went into a trance. He told her about finding Gina just blankly staring into the laptop. About Emmy hacking away in the kitchen like she was in a trance. He told her everything, no detail spared. He could se

Without regard for anything else, Matt bolted and ran upstairs as fast as his feet would take him. It took less than a quarter of a minute for him to get to where his family were. Emmy’s and Jean’s screams was deafening. The question that was forming in his head was immediately answered when he reached the door. Aside from Emmy and Jean being petrified, the image of Gina floating in midair, moving towards Emmy sent him to panic. For a split second, Matt thought about running away. He trembled, his breathing became rapid, his knees threatened to buckle, his hands shook, and cold sweat began to pour in torrents from every pore. “Matt! Do something!” Emmy yelled. The call was enough to rouse him from his trance. Terror remained. His ears picked up the creaking the bed gave off and his eyes instinctively followed. He squinted and had to wait a few moments but once he was able to make out what it was, all doubts left his mind. Something was on the bed. Emmy started calling out to her da

Emmy was first to wake up. She immediately regretted moving. She groaned with every move. Every inch of her body complained. Once she was able to sit herself up, the first thing she noticed were the splinters, fine splinters. A quick look told her why. The chairs in Gina’s bedroom appeared to have been ripped apart. Chunks of the wood on the side of Gina’s bed were missing. Half of a cabinet door lay in pieces on the floor. It looked like it was hacked by a blunt axe. The rest of the doors to Gina’s cabinets hung by the hinges. Another thing that caught her attention and caused her to gasp was that everyone was in different states of undress. Matt was lying on his stomach. His shirt was torn all the way down, the only thing holding it was the stitching on the neckline. His shorts were cut to ribbons. Emmy could see the inside of his thighs. She too, was missing parts of her clothes. The pajama she had on looked like it had been ripped in different parts. The top element was torn fro