The Devil's Curse

The elder yelled, "Everyone capture Jeffrey! Kill him!"

The villagers gathered around him. Jeffrey tried to run but the person closest to him, Isabella, apprehended him and threw him into the dungeon.

Everyone in the village gathered around me and knelt. "We are very sorry that we didn't believe you and that we harmed you."

"Heh," I laughed. "Words of peasants that ask for forgiveness after all their sins. Even God would laugh at this. You all are worthless. You honestly think I would forgive you? I suffered for a month. You guys are truly pathetic. I didn't resurrect because of God's will. I spat on him and resurrected as a devil. What I want is revenge!" At that moment, my eyes turned blood red and the next few moments were a blur of blood and body parts. "Ahahahahaha. Die. Die! Crimson blood, spill everywhere! With your blood and flesh, you will all become a knife. Just like me, whoever touches this knife will suffer 30 days then die. They will suffer as I had suffered. When the skull takes place, it will spread on their arm and they will feel like they were stabbed and burned until they die. Ahahahahaha!"

"Oh my god." I checked my arm. Sure enough, there was a skull on it. "Gyaaahhh! I can't die. Who'll lead the mafia then! Bullshit. AAHHHH! Some tattoo is on my arm!" I screamed. " Oh wait… Heather is smart. I'm pretty sure she will find a way to break this shitty curse."

"HEATHER!!!! HELP ME!" I screamed as I ran down the block and entered the school. I entered the worst class ever, Mr. Kollins's class. "Heather, Heather, Heather, help me!"

"Awwww, look who's here," Mr. Kollins taunted. "Look who decided to show up after skipping my class for a whole week!"

"If nobody wants to go to my class, why are there people here?" Mr. Kollins smirked.

"Actually, Mr. Kollins. Ava's correct. She might be a delinquent, but your class is boring. We only come because you'll give out detentions if we don't." somebody in my class said.

"Timothy! Detention or SHUT UP!" Mr. Kollins yelled.

Timothy, I think that's his name, immediately shut up. I got Heather and dragged her out.

"As I was saying… AVA! Get back here!" Mr. Kollins screamed when he saw Ava dragging Heather out.

"What do you want? If I lose my scholarship, I'll kill you!" Heather yelled.

"Alrighttttt. But listen to me first," I begged. I told her what happened. "Please help."

"Fine. How did you get into this trouble anyway?" Heather calmly stated.

"I told you. I think it was an ambush. Then I found the knife. I saw the vision. Then I got that skull on my arm. Also, I have 30 days left to live." I said.

Heather Wu

"Hmmm. Let's see. Wait. Don't we have an occult club?" I asked.

"What's that?" Ava replied uninterested.

"Isn't that… um… club that researches demons? I'm pretty sure they also try to summon demons. How'd they get permission to create a club? Oh well. Since they research demons, we might get intel about this curse!" I exclaimed.

"Ohhh. You're right. Okay, let's go." Ava whispered-screamed. "Let's go."

"We're still in class." I reminded.

"Whatever. I hate that class, so it doesn't matter." Ava yawned.

"Bu—" I tried to interrupt.

"And if you're worried about your scholarship, I'll pay for it since it's my fault that you're going to lose it." Ava said.

"Fine. Let's go". I sighed.

Ava Russell

"Oookay. There is is a whole lot of books in here. It's really creepy in here." I looked around the room. Let's see. Everything is dark. It gives this gloomy aura. There are books about – Summoning demons? Wow. They're actually allowed to research this type of stuff. Okay… Yes! There's a book on curses, monsters and demons! Let's see. Ughhh. It's 500 pages long. Alright, let's read.

Heather Wu

Let's see. There's an altar here. And a knife? Wait, hold on there's some writing on this. Wait, what? What language is this?

قرمزي أحمر على هذا النصل

دم قرمزي على هذا

وأدخل هذا العالم من الظل

ولكن حذار من المخاطر هناك

واذهب إذا كنت تجرؤ

يجب دفع رسوم قليلة

Wait. I can translate it with this book. Wow, the occult club has a book about demonic language. I thought they just made this club for fun. Guess not. They're actually serious. Let's see. This is really confusing. What's Ava doing? I glanced back. Okay, Ava's researching something. What does يجب mean? Alright, I got the translation! It says

Crimson red upon this blade

And enter this world of shade

But beware of the dangers there

And go in if you dare

A little fee must be paid

A soul of dark must be made