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    Dream Casting Chptr. 6

     

    “Sorry darling I should’ve warned you about that.” she said standing up straight and waiting as Tina caught her breath. “Continue to hold that, no matter what.” she said pointing to Tina’s hand.

     

    Angela turned towards Bette’s bed and laid her hand on her forehead. She was burning up whatever she pulled up for sure would have some lasting effects on her brain. She laid her head on Bette’s chest and heard the irregular heart beat. Almost as if it wanted to stop but kept going with the faintest of sounds.

     

    Tina finally stood up and watched as her mother climbed onto the bed and stood over Bette’s body. Angela raised both arms and knocked her hands on the ceiling six times each one louder than the last. Finally Bette’s eyes opened and she sat straight up, her head turned towards Tina and she cocked her head to the side.

     

    “Christina stay over there. I know you want to help her but, you can’t right now.” when that was said Bette’s body was jerked up and slammed flat against the wall. She was about to lunge at Angela when she was pinned back to the wall. Tina watched as her mother’s hands lit up with a gold pulsating light. She grabbed the sides of Bette’s head and the loudest high pitched demonic scream she’d ever heard come from Bette. Tina saw how Bette’s veins now raised and burned the skin almost as if they were being boiled.

     

    Angela pulled back and let her hands catch her knees. This was a serious one indeed and it was so far winning against Bette, not by much though. She stood straight up again and with her hands still lit she placed them on Bette’s shoulders and dragged them down her chest. Leaving a glowing trail down her chest, Bette screamed again. With her hands now at the base of her bra she dragged her hands down again stopping at the base of her shorts. This time in the wake of her trail there was a little faint red light that spun in her stomach above her navel. Angela smiled she’d found what she needed. She reached into her coat pocket and pulled a small sack that hissed at her presence. She quickly reached in and pulled out a still living detached snake’s head.

    Comments

    1. What the hell was all that? More mysterious than ever. So Tinas mother and Bette’s mother were enemies in another realm or disgruntled lovers? Can hardly wait for the answer to all this. Thanks for posting.

    2. This is SOME kind of tripped out story! I love it…I just wish you could post more often! Words fail me at the moment…I just want you to know that this story is incredible. I hope you post more soon!

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