The Search for Xanar

Damn Haunters!

"Cecelia come out already darling, Let's go do some baking.... we'll make cakes and pies for your Dad and Cas.... we'll make them outta your Eye, Nose and all the nasty things inside your vile body! Come out and die already! The longer you keep me waiting, the slower I'm gonna make it!" Her mother screamed, Her voice getting more and more hysterical as the twisted spectre went on it's rant.

Cece trembled from her hiding spot, She was perched on a spot by a mountain, Just halfway up the path, She recognized it, The make up and terrain was The same as the rocky mountains, 'Is it a memory from our vacation as kids?' She wondered, It was the same mountains... but the image or memory rather..... it was twisted.

There were glass shards in place of rocks, Burning trees and bushes in place of mundane ones and the land was void of all life excepting Cece and her Haunters.

If Cece ever had doubts about her curse, this dream shot them all down, 'No.... not a dream, A Nightmare...' She mused, S