Shadows of the Nightshade - The new Dawn

glass. Her small room, adorned with posters of indie bands and shelves full of books, was her refuge. The Bennet

father, Alexander, was probably tinkering with something in the garage or r

on her dresser. Her parents, always cheerful and supportive, never spok

ng school event. The attic was cluttered with boxes, old furniture, and a thick layer of dust. She

buttons, shades with tiny screens, and a grappling hook. Beneath them lay an old black and white photograph. It depicted a

joke? She stuffed the photo in her pocket and

ep, her phone buzzed with a tex

are in danger.

eard the garage door close, and her dad walked in, wet

ey, what's the wildest thing you two did b

h, just the usual. Maybe camping in a thun

meanor seemed off. Am

on her bed, seeming even more mysterious now. She turned it over and

ed, and the clouds were parting. She felt as tho

ed again. Another messag

s not what you

n her bones that her life was about to change, and

rough the clouds as Amelia made a

w just how far the