It just lay there willing to be opened, but despite the warning from the ghost the book slowly opened. Next thing I heard was a scream, and as I turned a light seeped from something under her cover. Then I knew. I peeled back the cover to reveal vines of ivy slithering contentedly up her spine! Soon it was draped around her as tightly as a Boa constricter to its pray. He had warned her about the book. Now it was to late.

I slowly backed away but the voice of the book beckoned my closer, I was alone and I didn't know what to do. All I could hear was the book as everything else had been drowned out by the vicious beating in my heart. Desperately I cried for help, but know one was there. And I was soon to be, what had become of my sister.