“Elizabeth,” she croaked.
I stared at her, astonished that she knew my name. “How do you know my name?” She just smiled and walked back into her tent. I followed after her and sat down at a table. She gave me that creepy, somewhat toothless, smile.
“Elizabeth, I would like to tell you something,” she said.
“Why don’t you start by telling me how you knew my name?” I stated.
She shook her head and avoided the question. “You are in grave danger, child. I can see you are a skeptic. But tonight could be your last if you’re not careful,” she warned. I opened my mouth to object and call her out, but she stopped me. “Strange things will happen to you tonight. You will be heading home and you will see something in the night sky. Then a breeze will blow past you, chilling your every bone. Then you will disappear, never to be seen again.”
I looked at her, appalled. “You are lying. That’s not true,” I tried to convince her, or maybe I was trying to convince myself. I stood up and walked out of the tent, not even saying goodbye. I walked past the dunking booth and the cotton candy stall, ignoring everything around me. As I walked home I zipped up my jacket, protecting myself from the lingering coldness.
“She can’t be right,” I thought to myself. She has to have it wrong. I’m new in town, who would want to make me disappear? I quickened my steps, no longer wanting to be outside. As I paced down the sidewalk I heard a woman in the distance above me. I looked up and a black spot crossed the moon. My eyes widened. “You will be heading home and you will see something in the night sky,” that was what that crazy fortune lady said. I began to get a little scared.
I kept my fast pace, placing my cold, numb hands in my warm pockets. I quickly snapped my head as I heard a whistle in my ear; a breeze. My bones shook from the sudden cold. My body froze.
“Then a breeze will blow past you, chilling your every bone,” I recall that lady saying.
“What is going on?” I screamed. “What do you want from me?” I looked around, panicking. Several people stared at me as they passed by. All of a sudden I heard a cackle. Nothing could prepare your ears for what I heard; any movie, story or legend.
This cackle rattled through my body, consuming every part of my soul. I turned around just in time to be swept off my feet, watching the ground below me get smaller and smaller. I looked around at my captor. I stared into those devilish eyes, noticing her grotesque warts and enlarged nose. As my mind started disappearing, she mocked me, “It’s all just a little hocus pocus.”