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  The earth’s shell began to shimmer and vibrate and like molten lava, bodies poured up through the dirt, clinging and clawing to free themselves from its clutches. Gore dripped from their skeletal forms, clots of earth fell from their open mouths as they moaned, stretching their stick like necks to the night sky. The elder grandmother shot her hand toward one and it exploded into a cloud of blood and bones. “You dare come against me,” she yelled and shot out at another.

  “Help me,” Kelly his assistant cried out.

  Gram saw the earth and blood creature drive its skeletal hand down into her abdomen, and pull it back out with her intestines intact. Kelly’s hand was up in the sky as if she was reaching for an invisible hand, then seconds later it fell to the ground, and she was no more.

  The night filled with screams of people being butchered by the creatures that come up from the crust of the earth. Creatures concurred by the blood of the ones who had been slaughtered there. Gram ran to the left of the field, sliding down to his knees as one of the younger men swung at him. He hit the ground and looked back in time to see two of the blood creatures pulling the man to the ground. He screamed as they tore into his body, ripping his insides out as he slowly fed the earth with his life. Gram spun around and grabbed the sickle that he had hidden when he first planted the rods.

  He turned around with the sickle in his hands. Lilith was crouched down behind her grandmother, and Martha was standing at her back. The more that fell to the creatures, the more creatures crowded around the old woman. Gram saw the fear on his wife and ran in with the sickle ready for the kill. Kira turned in time to see her own death. Her head hit the earth and another bolt shot through the ground. The creatures fell as if they were made of dust, leaving none alive in the circle, but Gram, Lilith, and the evil Aunt Martha.

  “Get away from her you bitch,” he yelled, bringing back the sickle for a second strike.

  “No, Gram, please,” Lilith crawled to him. “Help me, please.”

  Gram lowered the weapon and leaned down to help the woman he loved. His eyes met hers and he stepped back as she rammed the curved dagger into his chest. Lilith’s eyes were no longer the eyes of his loving wife they were the eyes of the old woman. “I consecrate this earth with the blood of my coven with the dark one. I have saved my word on this eve of Beltane and my harvest will be fruitful.”

  “What have you done,” Gram dropped to his knees.

  “What I must to survive,” she replied, crawling over and pushing him back. “I loved you more than any of the rest, and I thank you for laying that old watcher to rest. Your seed will long feed this land after you, my love.” She raised the blade high, and then brought it down deep into his chest. She split him open, and then stuck in her hands. She cleaned her fingers in her mouth, smearing his blood over her nude body, and then held her hand out to Martha who came and knelt down beside her.

  “The children will come back soon, Martha. They will see this and tell of the Beltane massacre for many years to come. Our coven will grow with new life. This eve is a new beginning,” she placed her hand on her lower stomach.

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  Gram Simms was found to be under the influence of drugs and lost his mind, killing seventeen in all. It was proven that his own wife and her aunt had to take his life to save their own. It was the biggest massacre to be recorded in Beltane history. Henry made his way out to the Simms farm after the rush of the media. He found the golden rods and took them back into the old barn where Gram had said he had found them. He found the book that Gilbert Simms had written. He placed it all back into the hidden place in the floor of the old barn. All, but the dagger, that had not been found. He closed it up and covered it with the old musky hay. Henry smiled as he patted the ground. He stood and took a blade to the chest. Henry dropped to his knees.

  “You should have known better, Henry,” Lilith yanked the dagger back out. She closed the door and walked away.

  ..ooO<>Ooo..

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