I Dream of Djinnie

Isabella really screwed up...

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The whole family had been cursed since the day Isabella threw that stupid penny into the wishing well. No one could have imagined that it would turn into a chaotic nightmare of ghouls and death. Three years...that's how long had passed since the first attack. As soon as the coin hit the water at the bottom of the, obviously deep, well, Gerard knew something was wrong. Nothing should hit water and sound like a sub-bass dropping. No, something was off. 

Everyone took off running when the water erupted in a massive column from the old cement structure, bursting through the half-way covered top. The slab that covered the well shot high into the air, and everyone lost sight of it when it cleared the treetops. Jimmy had been nearly crushed as it landed with an explosive THUD about two feet in front of him. Isabella's mom, Cindy, screamed as everyone ran. They didn't know where they were going, just back toward the edge of the treeline.