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Authors: T.A. Foster

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I felt the blast of air conditioning rush past us.

“No. Never.”

She laughed. “Funny since he’s a local expert.” She used air quotes.

I looked over the list of presenters. “Have you ever been to one of these things?”

She shook her head. “No, I haven’t. Not really my thing.”

The guy holding the door turned. “They’re pretty cool. You should check it out.” He adjusted a baseball cap over his eyes.

“Really? What do they do there?” I asked.

“It’s fun. I used to go when I was a kid. There are all kinds of stories. It’s the town’s history. It’s not
just
the scary stuff.”

Vix snorted. “We don’t scare easily.”

“Not saying you do, but it’s cool. If you’re into that sort of thing.”

“Maybe we’ll check it out,” I suggested.

Vix edged closer to him. Her nose twitched. “Are you into that sort of thing?”

“Yeah. I’m an English major, and my professor said we could get a few bonus points on the final exam if we go. I already bought my tickets.”

“Ahh, so that’s really why you’re going,” she teased.

“No, I think hearing the legends is cool. There’s some kind of tour set up this year. They’re going to look for the Ghost of the Forest. Rumor is she’s back in town.”

My eyes widened. “Back? What do you mean look for her?”

He shoved his hands in his pockets. “It’s just superstitious shit. It’s not like they’re really going to find anything.”

“Yeah, but we’re interested,” Vix pressed. She pulled her dark hair over one shoulder and braided the ends. “How are they going to look for her?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you should come with me.” He cracked a smile.

“I don’t even know your name.”

“It’s Jason.”

She dropped the braid she had threaded. “All right. I’ll go.”

I shoved her in the side. “Vix.”

“What? I think it will be fun.” She turned toward him.

“Let me get your number.” Jason pulled out his phone.

“I’m Vix.” She grinned.

What in the hell was going on? My roommate had managed to snag a date in the middle of a potential crisis. I waited while they exchanged numbers.

“You know you have the greenest eyes I’ve ever seen.” He studied her face. She didn’t shy away from the attention.

“Thanks. Yours are pretty too.”

I looked at him. He had light brown eyes. I didn’t see anything there, but she was obviously trying to repay the compliment.

He caught me staring. “Whoa. Your eyes are green too. Like green-green.”

I shoved a pair of sunglasses on my face. “I have colored contacts.”

“Oh. Yeah. Makes sense.” His forehead was still scrunched in confusion.

Jason was next in line at the counter. He ordered his food and Vix waved goodbye.

“I can’t believe you are going out with a total stranger.”

“A cute stranger.” She smiled at him. He was sitting one table over from where we ordered.

“Not the point. We’re going to need to be—” I looked around. “—on patrol this weekend. How are you going to do that if you’re at the festival?”

The woman at the counter cleared her throat. “Can I get you girls something?”

I rested the sunglasses on top of my hair, pushing my long strands to frame my face. “Sorry, sorry.” I ordered my grilled cheese and soda, paid at the register, and waited for Vix to join me. I chose a table at the opposite end of the grill from Jason.

A few minutes later, armed with a pile of napkins, Vix slid into the booth.

“Are you really mad, Dare?”

“I just don’t like it when you don’t think.”

“I did think about it. He’s cute. He asked me out. I’m going.” She bit into her burger. “Unless you’re telling me I can’t.”

“I thought about it.”

“What? You’d actually forbid me from going out with him?” Her voice was frantic.

“Maybe.” I didn’t mind making her squirm for a minute.

“Come on, you’re not serious.”

“And if I am?” I tested her.

Her eyes narrowed. “You know I’ll listen. But I’d rather not.”

“I’m not going to do that.” I leaned over the table. “But I was seriously thinking about it.”

“Right.” Vix looked pleased. “So, the good thing is if I go on this crazy tour I can keep an eye on things. Maybe lead the group in the opposite direction, and check out this supposed expert.”

“I think we need to call a meeting.” I dipped a French fry in ketchup.

“Maybe so. You know they’re tired. With exams and patrols, the girls are completely fried. Summer can’t get here fast enough.”

I sighed. “I know. It’s a tough time, but we’ll get through it. Ok?”

She nodded. “Want me to get everyone together?”

“Yes. Tell them 5 o’clock.”

“Got it.” She lifted her tray from the table. “I’ve got to get to class. See you then.”

“Bye.” I watched her dump her paper basket in the trash and stop by Jason’s table on her way out of the drugstore.

I had to keep an eye on her more than any of the others. Vix was impulsive, hotheaded, and gorgeous. She attracted all the wrong kinds of attention. At least Jason seemed innocent enough.

“Can I get you anything else, honey?” The woman from behind the counter was clearing off the booth next to ours. The main lunch rush was over.

“No, I think I’m good. Thanks.”

She placed a flyer on the table. “Here you go. It’s for the festival this weekend. Going to be a big time.”

I held it up. “That’s what I hear.”

“I know you kids are ready to get out of here and graduate, but you should stop by. My sister and I are going to be there all day Saturday.”

“Oh, really? What stories do you tell?”

“We’ve studied the witch history of Sullen’s Grove for years.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, the witches.”

“You know about them?”

I shook my head. “No-no I don’t. I’ve only heard the legends.”

“They’re not just legends.” She wiped off my table and picked up the tray. “This town has a special history. A real history.” She winked.

I gathered my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. “Thanks for the flyer.” I folded it in my hand.

“Hope we see you there.”

“Maybe.”

I returned her smile and briskly walked to the exit. God, had the whole town been infected with a paranormal-loving-hunting obsession?

I sat on my bed and smoothed the page over the quilt. The crease ran over the historians face, making his nose bend at a funny angle.

The stories about the Ghost of the Forest had been circulating Sullen’s Grove since I was a kid. Sullen’s Grove University, or The Grove as we called it, wasn’t immune to the folklore either.

I had a few hours until our meeting. There were specific instructions I needed to give. Orders to be made. A clear plan for how we would handle the weekend. I just needed time to figure out what that included.

I couldn’t sit still. I tied my black hair at the base of my neck and locked the door behind me.

Vix and I lived off campus in a two-bedroom rental house. There were more things broken than fixed, but we didn’t spend much time inside.

I adjusted earbuds in my ear and began to jog toward Oaks Park on the edge of town. The sun filtered through the heavy clusters of leaves. I kept a steady pace between the dappled shadows on the sidewalk.

There was another sign announcing the storytellers’ weekend on the park’s front gate. This one featured an entire night about the Ghost of the Forest. It promised an evening of assorted tales about the phantom legend.

“Shit,” I whispered. Didn’t anyone realize how dangerous this was? The festival complicated things.

I ripped the poster from the gate, and shredded the advertisement into tiny pieces. I only thought to glance around for a witness after it was tattered at my feet.
Double shit.

I continued to run through the park, keeping my head down in case I saw another poster. I usually wasn’t so careless. The sidewalk trails eventually changed over to gravel ones, leading me farther into the woods. The trail ended but I kept running. I knew these woods well.

I stormed by the trees, walking farther into the forest behind the park. I stopped to listen for a second, my ears picking up the sounds of birds flying overheard. I continued.

The first stories I heard in school about The Ghost of the Forest were enough to scare any kid to death. They told me she was dangerous, always watching the city with her emerald green eyes. She didn’t miss anything.

But it was her enemies who should fear her, not us. She protected the city. I could count on her, but I should probably never trust her. After all, she isn’t human. She’s part of a different world. She lives in darkness, in the shadows of the night. No one sees her, they said. No one knows for sure she exists, but everyone believes she is here. Watching. Waiting.

It must make them feel better to think she is watching after them. Yet, they were still scared. I always wondered why. I guess they fear not knowing what she is capable of. The storytellers had spun her into a mystical creature of good and evil, light and dark—a paradox of right and wrong.

The phone buzzed in my ear. I stopped to look at the text from Vix.

We’ll be there at 5. Haven’t heard from Tegan or Abi.

I typed out a quick response.

Thanks. I’ll try them too.

I started to relax the deeper I ran into the woods. The shade was wider here and I could barely see the sun anymore.

The weekend was going to be a bitch. There was too much at stake. Because if anyone found out that I’m the one who watches the city under the shield of night while they sleep, that I’m the one who keeps the evil out, that I’m the one they call the Ghost of the Forest, that I’m the queen of the Nox, we would all be in danger.

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