Chapter 22: Look Alive!

When the alive looking undead humans captured Sandra and the undead frightened little boy, it seemed they were going to keep the zombie kids under their control. They started floating and staggering back down the hill to the path.

Suddenly, the shadman was glowing! The priest didn't stop reading from his Bible. The alive looking zombies held onto Sandra and the undead boy. Walking over to them, the priest got quiet and couldn't find his voice. 

One of the human looking zombie men snatched the Bible he was reading from. And started tearing out the pages of the holy book. The shaman stopped glowing and dropped his brown pouch half-full of zombie blood.

The grave where they were going to put Sandra as their princess into, started to move and quake. Like the person was about to wake up from her grave. Finally, the human zombies shoved Sandra and her friend to their knees at the ground next to the priest and the shaman.

"Make her walk the earth and free our cursed souls from becoming undead permanently," said the zombie man, to both the priest and the shaman. Who had lost their concentration trying to awaken the spirit of their supernatural princess.

Looking at the rotting zombie who Sandra had become, looked almost embarrassed. "I'm not a princess. Just a normal, ordinary girl like any other," Sandra explained to them. But this didn't seem to interest the zombie humans. Only to make them even more upset and impatient of not being able to walk the earth without making Sandra release their cursed undead souls to never look alive the same again.

There were a bunch of normal looking human zombies with their arms outstretched in a circle around Sandra's grave. They were whispering out loud or chanting. Trying to disturb the grave to get the princess to wake up.

The priest was unconscious next to the grave. While the shaman continued chanting along with the zombie humans. Pouring animal blood out of the brown pouch on the grave. He began glowing again. As the zombie humans didn't give up. It was still raining and lightning and thundering.

While the two sister witches grabbed hold of Sandra and her little friend, they walked beside the shaman. Holding her friend's undead hand, Gene and Cookie got on their broomsticks. And flew around the zombie awakening ritual they were doing at the moment.

Making magic stardust fall out of their broomstick, this made the zombie humans start to glow. And make the ground of the graveyard where the princess was resting, start to shake violently. Trying to get the ground to crack open.

A couple of zombie human men grabbed hold of the unconscious priest away from them. Suddenly, moonlight showed a path of white light on Sandra. She was covered in sparkling magic dust and she was glowing.

Suddenly, Sandra let go of her little friend's hand. And she started floating in the air! The two sister witches continued flying around the full moon. Sandra started floating above the ground higher. She floated in the air above the princess's grave. Where they were trying to summon her ghostly spirit to come join their party!

"Why are you doing this to me?" Sandra yelled. But since it was windy and storming, it was hard for them to hear her. Some of the alive looking zombies continued laughing and chuckling to themselves. As they continued chanting the waking up of the sleeping princess.

"You are connected with your ghostly reflection in your bathroom mirror, Sandra Starbright!" explained the shaman, still chanting and pouring blood over the princess's grave. "You opened a window into the spooky ghost world. You always didn't want to be alone. Now, you have some kind of haunted curse linked to your friend who lurks within your bathroom mirror at your house, Sandra. That is why we need your help to awaken the ghostly princess who is under a sleepy curse. Help us wake up the princess. And everybody in Supernaturalville can get another chance at being able to walk the Earth again, forever!" the shaman said, trying to explain everything.

The shaman made Sandra do a little tap dance in the air, twirl and circle around the princess's grave she was floating above on. "What's the point in all of this?" Sandra asked, loud enough to be heard over the storm. The alive looking zombies doing the chant, all laughed and mocked. They started to dance with each other. And circle around the sleeping princess's grave they were trying to get her attention.

"Once the sun is up, the princess will wake up from her slumber," the shaman said, still glowing too. And pouring animal blood out of the little brown pouch he was holding. Suddenly, a black cat leaped over the sleeping princess's tombstone out of nowhere! 

The black cat hissed and knocked the pouch of the shaman's hand and caused the shadman to fall to the ground with a hard thud over the princess's grave. Losing his concentration, the feline stray animal, ran off somewhere in the graveyard.

This made Gene and Cookie let high pitched cackling as they continued flying over the cloudy full moon. They soared past each other in the sky and high fived each other. Sandra quickly took some action. She kindly helped the shaman to his feet. Who wasn't glowing anymore. And he lost his little brown pouch of animal blood.

"This can't be good," the shaman told Sandra sadly. "If we don't succeed in waking up the ritual of our supernatural princess to help us walk the earth again, I think we all may be in a sleepless curse forever," the shaman said. Looking around her his brown pouch of animal blood, still nowhere to be found.

Somewhere in the shadows of the graveyard, the black cat suddenly returned. He jumped up on top of the princess's tombstone. Carrying the shaman's brown pouch in his sharp teeth, the stray black hissed at them!

"Please! I need that! Give it back to me!" The shaman well-ordered the cat. Sandra turned to look up at the stormy, full moon night sky at the two flying witches. They were laughing and didn't seem to be paying attention to the zombies in the graveyard. 

They had stopped doing the ritual. And the alive looking human zombies all started staggering around the stormy, foggy-filled graveyard. Like they were lost or hopeless. In a flash of lightning, the zombie staggering humans started to return back to looking undead again! 

Turning to look at the stray black cat, on top of the sleeping princess's tombstone, the shaman begged again. To give his brown pouch of magic animal blood back to him. It just stared back at the shaman with glowing eyes as moonlight made the cat's eyes glow, hauntingly.

"If you want it, you have to come and catch me, first!" Sandra and the shaman both heard the feisty, strong male cat's voice say, in their heads! Without much hesitation, the creepy stray cat, with the shaman's brown pouch in his mouth, took off.

Sandra couldn't believe their luck! They were going to have to go after a fast, wild animal who may not be able to capture. The ugly, turned zombies staggering mindlessly in the cemetery just seemed to ignore the black cat. Who was walking on his four legs swiftly around them. Who just growled at kept walking stiff-legged, arms outstretched, completely under the full moon's trance.

Helping the shaman to his feet, he thanked Sandra for her kindness. It wasn't going to be over right now. The black cat carrying the pouch in his mouth, stopped to look back in the crowd of sleepwalking zombies. 

"I've got this, sir," Sandra said politely. She stood fully alert on her feet. Before Sandra could run after the wild, fast moving stray black cat ahead of her. Sandra stopped and watched as the black cat made it over to the hill by the tree next to their picnic Sandra and her friend were having. 

The little stray black cat took a stare at her. Growling, she went inside the black hole at the bottom of the dead tree. Where it disappeared. Making all the staggering, zombies slump to the ground in defeat.

Sandra watched with horror as if all was lost. She seemed to be the only alert, waking zombie alive. She started staggering slowly toward the path leading to the hill, where the cat had vanished from.

Unexpectedly, a zombie hand on the ground quickly reached out and made Sandra trip and fall. She hit the ground hard. Turning to look at the unconscious zombie girl trying to grab hold of Sandra by her foot, Sandra was caught!

It seemed getting out of this nightmare was going to be harder than Sandra thought it would be! What could make this get any worse? Sandra could never sleep. Or everybody in Supernaturalville will never be the same again.