"Wh-what?" Ethan stammered as he felt his stomach turn. He looked at the darkness in front of him and tried to pull himself together. He hadn't witnessed too much death in his life, most of his grandparents were gone before he could even remember. There was Tabitha, but that funeral was already strange enough. Her casket was closed, and somehow only four pallbearers carried her. This, what was in front of him now, was more than was prepared for.
He could feel the acid in his stomach bubble. Miranda looked at him for a moment, and then she smirked.
"You should see the look on your face right now," She said, holding in her laughter, she continued "My family lives on the other side of the clearing, so calm down."
"Oh, thank God!" Ethan sputtered out.
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