The mystery of Lucinda's missing coffee ๐Ÿ˜จ.



Anabeth is very happy because she was invited to Lucinda's Halloween party, our sweet Ana doesn't have many friends so this means a lot to her. She went out very excited to buy her costume, she chose a frog costume, she thought, why not?, she was afraid of frogs and Halloween is a dark celebration, in her mind it fits well with the theme.

At nightfall, on the day of the party, Anabeth starts to put on her frog costume, combs her golden hair and wears a black wig, cover her green eyes with red contact lenses and finally gets ready to go to the party. Lucinda's house was close to hers, so she walked there.

Once at Lucinda's house, Anabeth felt a little shy to enter, but she took courage and went to the door, suddenly, a loud scream stopped her in her tracks, "WHERE IS MY COFFEE?!", it was a feminine voice, the scream was a mixture of anguish and horror, "I SAID, WHERE IS MY COFFEE?!, she heard again, the scream came from inside the house and Anabeth was starting to get scared but curiosity got the better of her so she went to see what was going on.

When she managed to enter the house, Anabeth saw Lucinda walking from one side to the other with her eyes exalted and a worried look on her face. Lucinda's costume was a butterfly and she was so nervous that her wings were falling off. Anabeth wanted to approach her to ask what was going on but there were too many people around. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!", "I NEED MY COFFEE!", Lucinda kept screaming desperately and her face was getting more and more pale.

Seeing her getting worse and worse, Anabeth could not leave Lucinda in that state, she approached her to ask what was wrong, why she was like that. Lucinda looked at her, "ANABETH...shhh, wait, Anabeth, you have to help me... I need my coffee... it is a special coffee brought from Jamaica, it helps me with a problem that...", Lucinda started to shake and Anabeth was too nervous, she wanted to start crying when Lucinda started foaming at the mouth.

Anabeth was shocked and horrified, Lucinda fell to the ground and kept foaming at the mouth, she began to tremble abruptly, her eyes turned redder and redder, threatening to pop out of their holes. Everything was getting out of control when Anabeth saw Jack (one of her classmates) with a bag of coffee, "that must be Lucinda's coffee", Anabeth thought, she went to take it from Jack but he was looking at Lucinda scared while he was running away, Anabeth was going to run after him when suddenly something happened that she can't explain.

Several piercing screams started to be heard and blood appeared all over the place, Anabeth's back was turned and she didn't dare to turn around, but even so she couldn't avoid seeing some of the corpses of her classmates falling in front of her, suddenly, there was silence.

Anabeth couldn't stop shaking but she slowly started to turn around, avoiding as much as she could to look at the disturbing scene that was around her. She stopped short when she saw a strange creature that she wouldn't know how to describe (maybe a mix between a werewolf and a rabbit), full of blood standing still just looking at her.

"Don't...worry...Anabeth," the strange creature said in a hoarse voice, "to you...I won't...do anything...you tried...to help me...you are. ..good", Anabeth then realized, it was Lucinda, but how was it possible?, the strange creature looked at Anabeth one last time and then fled through the window of the house, leaving Anabeth standing alone in the middle of a pile of corpses.


Good afternoon dear Hive readers ๐Ÿ‘‹, this is my second participation in the #spillthebeans creative writing challenge of the community Cinnamon Cup Coffee, I hope the story is not too dark๐Ÿ˜…, although the point is that it causes fear, right? ๐Ÿ‘ป

What can we learn from this story?, well, we shouldn't play around with other people's coffee, we never know what they can become ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ.


I invite @mamaemigrante to participate. โ˜•

Thanks for reading me๐ŸŒป


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