Chapter 15: Mischief Night

|| Arabella || I just got back from my first day at work in the late evening. Although they said I could start working from the start of November, I didn't see the point of wasting a good Sunday to start earning. It was the night before Halloween. Something called the Mischief Night or Devil's Night. The kids and teenagers were going crazy and some 'cool' parents even let them loose, so the kitchen was really busy. I was bone-tired. 'I'm home," I announced after I opened the door. The apartment was dead silent. I couldn't tell if anyone was home. Maybe Theo and Wyatt were out or sleeping in their rooms. However, I still got the creeps from remembering the stories Theo told me about this building being haunted on this night. Before freshening up, I went to the kitchen to drink some juice. I noticed Clover licking her paw on the kitchen counter with a bowl of red liquid in front of her—what the fuck did Theo give her to drink? That looked like blood. I tried to peek, but she snarled