Twisted Encounter

We ate and had fun and as soon as the boys left to grab drinks, I noticed Cris was lost in thought, at first I cleared my throat to catch her attention which I failed to do, and then I placed my hand over hers, it made her startled.

"Hey? What is it?" I felt sorry for her.

"I… You know I am so happy that we are here, laughing and having a good time, but… somehow I can not take this thought out of my mind that I…" She could not say it but I understood she was still worried about Fredricks's situation.

"I believe you more than anyone else in my life Cris, I know you would never hurt a fly, killing a person is the last thing you would do!" I held her hand tightly to let her know my faith and trust in her.

She smiled at me and that made me feel better.

After drinks, Cris decided to drop Shawn in her car, and Dominique decided to walk me home.

This was the first time I actually focused on nature, there were partly clouds in the sky, we now reached the park, where there was a garden in it, the soft wind was spreading the smell of flowers all around us.

The moonlight was spreading all around the town and making the road sparkle, enhancing the beauty of this town.

I looked up at the sky and smiled as I saw millions of stars sparkling, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply when I felt fingers slipping on my palm all the way to my fingers.

I felt goosebumps and opened my eyes, I looked down at my hand and found Dominique's fingers tangled with mine.

Even though I liked us holding each other's hand but he hesitated and pulled back his hand.

He might be thinking that I will react badly about him holding my hand but I turned my face away and I could not stop smiling, after a few steps I held his arm and I walked while my head rested on his shoulder.

This was the first time I felt so beautiful in my life, within a few minutes we reached my home.

We stood in front of each other and kept smiling at each other for a few minutes without saying anything.

We said goodbye to each other and he left, afterward, when I was in my room I kept staring at the ceiling and smiling nonstop, and just when I was about to fall asleep my phone rang.

It was an unknown number, there was something telling me not to pick up but I did it anyway, there was a woman on call "I know non of you killed Fredricks meet me in the medical in your school in the morning as soon as you reach the school" She quickly spoke.

"Wait who are you?" I said but that woman already hung up.

The next morning, I grabbed the books tightly and paced up toward school, I was thinking of an excuse to distract my friends today, I did not want them to get in trouble because of me, not anymore.

As expected when I reached I found them waiting for me outside the school, after greeting them I continued walking "Do not wait for me I have some work to do" I rushed toward the main door but Cris caught up to me running.

"You do not have to do that, the woman who called you called us too, we are going there together!" She whispered.

I stopped running and we got to the medical together, the receptions was not at the desk but by the window on a bench was sitting a woman with too straight long swords, she had a hood covering up her head, and it was a dark black overcoat, she was wearing high heel and her mouth was also covered with a mask.

She had a belt tied around her waist and she had winged eyeliner.

She stood up as soon as she saw us "Fredricks died because of heart disease he had I know someone tried to fame your friend!" She approached me when I stepped back.

"Why are you helping us? What's in it for you?" I was confused.

"Believe me I want nothing more than to help you" She placed her hand on her chest and breathed deeply "Do not believe me just see the report!" She looked at the file that was lying on the desk.

I opened it and found out that Fredricks was really suffering from heart disease.

"This is true! But those marks on his body? What was that about?" I turned back to her and now the look she was giving me was a lot more suspicious.

"It was to trap you!" She said.

"How do you know that? Why would anyone do that?" I could not understand what she was saying.

"Just do not worry about that, at least your friend can go clean now, and now the burden will forever lay on your shoulders" She giggled "And thanks to your idiot brain you left your fingerprints on this fake report I just generated, everyone knows that you are the one who killed him!" She cackled.

"What?" I panicked and stepped back but she threw something on the ground that blew out smoke everywhere and we fell to our knees, we could not breathe or see anything.

Right when the smoke cleared we realized that the woman was already disappeared, I reached for the file to hide it but as soon as I place my hand on it the receptionist arrived.

She panicked and before she could act I realized we had hidden active cameras in all our laptops and computers throughout the school and that's when I made a mistake.

"Check your laptop, there might be footage of the woman who was here about a minute before you came in" I was so nervous that I began speaking so fast.

She rushed to her laptop and her face turned pale, before we could ask anything she turned the screen of her laptop toward us and what we saw was my own face.

"What? This can not be! I didn't touch your laptop!" I begged but she did not listen to me.

"Stay where you are!" She yelled and began searching for something on her laptop "Oh my God! You generated a fake report!" She was really scared of me and my friends as if we are some kind of monsters.

"Please listen to us!" She rushed to the emergency switch and struck it without giving us a chance to speak for ourselves.

Within a moment guards rushed in, and she slipped out of the room "I am going to get the principal do not let them get out of your sight."

These guards were tall, and they had similar personalities most of them had short hair and they had black glasses on.

We were forced on our knees in the middle, I had no choice but to take the blame, so I closed my eyes to gather strength but before I could even open my mouth the door broke open and Sheriff Smith came in slipping on his knees firing at the guards and the guards turned into burning ashes before our eyes and disappeared into thin air.

"What the hell just happened?" Shawn stood up with his hands still up in the air.

"We have to get out of here now!" Sheriff yelled.

"How did my face appear on the camera footage? And who were those guys and why did they turn into burning black send?" I was confused and I still could not believe what I witnessed.

"Zinnia! I will answer your questions but not here! They will be returning now show me that footage!" He asked.

I pointed at the screen and he switched tabs until he found the video.

"You are right it is not you" He whispered.

"I swear it was…" I was still clarifying myself when I realized he already know it "How do you know that?" I asked.

"Look at her eyes what do you see?" He stepped aside to let me look.

"Her pupils are like cats" This day was getting more surprising with every minute.

"It is a recaster!" He waved his hand in front of the screen with my face on it turned off and the video disappeared.

"What did you do? And What is a recaster?" I could not stop myself from asking another question.

He gave me a blank stare when we heard the sound of the door opening "We need to get out now!" He whispered and we followed him.

When we stepped out of the door what we saw was the receptionist standing with two guards and a tall man in a black suit they were facing each other and talking to each other.

"We need to do something those kids messed up with the reports and I am sure they are in his murder." She whispered.

"What are we going to do?" Shawn whispered.

"Relax!" Sheriff Smith whispered then he waved his hand in front of him like he is cleaning glass and whispered "Turn in nobis exspiravit"

"I am sorry what is expired?" Shawn excused and realized that the receptionist and others are only a step away from them, Shawn hid his face behind his arm and turned left, he felt he was going to be grabbed but actually, he felt something passing through him.

He turned to them and realized that they could not see us anymore.

He stared at his hands surprised and confused.

"This way!" He rushed to the main door and so did we, no one could see us, and we kept running everywhere he went until he stopped in front of the warehouse.

He approached the door when I called out to him "Wait!" I stammered "This place has brought nothing to us but pain" I pursed my mouth.

He kept looking at me and turned the knob anyway, we had no choice but to follow him.

We did everything we did before and were finally in that room with a first aid box.

I sighed heavily as Cris held my hand.

Sheriff Smith snapped his fingers and whispered "Revelare" and everything in front of us started shaking like a reflection in the water when you throw something in it.

Everything turned different, it was the same room but cleaner and brighter, and more beautiful.

The desk now had a woman sitting on it, a woman with a blond bun and glasses, she was in a suit.

"Come on!" Sheriff whispered but I held his arm tightly.

"I won't move a step until you answer my questions."

"Okay! Fine!" The sheriff had that look on his face that said "Yeah she won't leave me alone until I answer her" and he opened his mouth.

"Fredricks was a werewolf! I do not know who killed him or what killed him, the woman who appeared in your form was a re-caster, a re-caster is a shape-shifter who's mostly a cat but it can shape-shift into anyone else!"

He continued "The guards who attacked you are crows, they are not killed until you kill their master, the one who casts them" He answered almost everything I asked earlier.

"This is a lot to take in, but what did I do to provoke their rage against me?" I looked him in the eyes.

"Once I will let you in here then I will return back to your town to investigate" He answered and took us to the receptionist.

She did not seem to be mentally stable, she was confused and nervous.

As soon as I got close to her she sat straight and without blinking she kept looking toward my chest and started mumbling while her pen scratched her notebook.