Three teens were walking through a cavern. It was dark and their footsteps echoed. This part of the mine had been abandoned years ago. It was said to be haunted now. A mousy haired teen led the group. A flash light in his hands.
“David,” the tall boy sped up so as to be on David’s right. “Are you sure you know where we’re going?”
The mousy one rolled his eyes. “Of course I know where we’re going. I told you, I’ve been down here dozens of times!”
“It just seems like we’re lost. We’ve been wandering around for hours!”
Finally the third member, Lily, spoke up. She was short with long auburn hair tied up in a braid. “Calm down Case, I’m sure he knows where we’re going.”
“It’s Charles!” The tall boy whipped his head around to glare at her. “God! You’ve known me for two weeks! How hard is it to remember my name?”
Though it was hard to see, Lily had an apologetic smile. “Sorry… You know how hard makes are for me.”
“Both of you shut it! We’re almost there”
And they were, only a few minutes later they entered into a semi circular room. Thick wooden beams held up the ceiling, and on the wall was a graffiti painting of a crudely drawn humanoid figure. Except it was out of proportions. With hands going down almost to its knees and its neck to long. But the biggest difference was the broken halo and wings. It was also brightly colored and parts of it seemed to be floating separate from the body
“Seriously? This is what we came to see?” Charles huffed, understandably upset considering they had been walking for two hours now.
“No, this is part of it!” David stopped before the drawing and swung around to face them. The flashlight bobbed and jerked. Flashing across Lily’s eyes, blinding her momentarily.
“My brother told me about this old legend. You know, the one about the fallen angel, fey creatures in the mines. He also said you can summon one by saying it’s name three times and saying yours once, and that if you can summon them, they’ll answer one question from each person.”
Lily blinked and looked at the graffiti.
Charles huffed. “This is so fake. That sounds like some rip off of Bloody Mary, and the graffiti looks more like some wannabe artist game down here. It’s not exactly horror movie material.”
“You just sit out then. You’re obviously to chicken to join me!” David was smirking as he spoke.
“No! Fine I’ll do it. We don’t even know any of the their names.”
“No, but their race should work just fine. Now, who wants to go first?”
Lily swayed side to side. Excitement evident on every part of her face. “I will!” It was obvious this was just a game to her.
She moved over to stand in front of the drawing. “Fey, Fey,Fey, Lily.” She stepped back to let David have a go.
The mousy boy puffed his chest up and practically shouted, “Fey, Fey, Fey, David!” The flashlight bobbed as he turned to Charles. “You’re turn”
Charles sighed but moved over to stand in front of the drawing anyway. “…Fey, Fey, Fey, Charles.”
Nothing happened. Seconds stretched into minutes and David’s flash light flickered but nothing else happened.
“Well, that was a bust. Let’s get out of here. I’ve still got homework to do.” Charles walked off, David and Lily close behind.
“Maybe next time.” Lily smiled at her friend.
“Really though, this did sound pretty fake.”
The three friends left the caves.
None of them noticed the sound of claws on stone or the deep growl when they left. They were all too focused on their petty little lives.
