Thread: Stumbling into Madness |Lagertha x Mountain Zaki|

All her life people had joked about magic, demons, religion, spells. Not one person she had ever known had taken the subject with much worry, always brushing off such a matter as mindless stupidity. Still, it had never stopped her and her group of friends from trying to the silly spells growing up, trying to summon all sorts of things that never turned out. At least, this was the most fun they could come up with in the place they were growing up in. Things had been bad since Regina Boch had moved further into Poland, trying her best to get away from the invasion of the oncoming forces of Russia in the 1930s. Her family had left everything behind in their small house in Kielce and moved up north to Siedice. However the war was hitting Poland from every corner, and Regina, as well as her family, had realized their options were limited. Her cousin was crippled, having been reduced to others helping him since the first world war, and now the forces around them wanted to take him away, as well as her family. Regina had been able to make friends with the people that they were staying with, staying in a metal shelter they had built underground after the first World War. It was fairly large, larger than their house had been, but the privacy each one of them had, had gone down. At least Regina had been able to stay in the public eye, but her cousin, aunt, uncle, grandmother, grandfather, had to stay out of sight in the shelter. Life had been alright though.The Janko family had provided them with all the provisions her family would need, bringing them hot water, rain water when they when it rained, and they would always come to the shelter at night to play games with them or sing. Regina had never met such nice people before, but she was thankful her father had known their family, having served in the first war with the late Mister Janko. Regina liked Sylwia Janko, and she often found herself going over to Sylwia's friends houses with her using the Ouija board and all that. Nothing ever happened, even when they turned out the lights, cracked open some wine, and all sat around laughing their butts off. However this night was different, and the 4'11 Regina Boch had no idea how different this night would be. She had put on one of her nicer dresses, one without many holes in it, one her grandmother had carefully stitched up by hand. Regina had her dark auburn hair twisted on top of her head in a braid that formed a halo. Following Sylwia to her friend's house, the girls had set up for another night of fun, Amelia had grabbed another bottle of wine for the girls, seven of them to be exact. She had opened it, passing it around as they had set up the Ouija board in the center, giggling together. This never works Amelia, but it's so fun to see how scared you get! Sylwia had joked, putting her hands on the pointer. Who is Amelia going to marry I wonder? Sylwia laughed, Amelia hitting her on the arm. Stop! Don't joke about it! Amelia giggled, drinking the wine out of the bottle. Why, are you afraid it won't be Jerzy? Sylwia made a kissy face, and Amelia laughed passing the bottle of wine. May I ask it something? Regina asked, her pale face smiling at the thought. She wore red lipstick, black eyeliner and some mascara, but nothing else. Of course! Sylwia explained. Regina smiled, putting her hands on it, Sylwia's fingers on it. The girls were all moving, laughing, but as soon as Sylwia's fingers lifted off and left Regina's fingers on the pointer everything froze. Regina looked up, looking around the dark room at the candles that were lit. The way her friends bodies didn't move, and the Wine bottle that was tipped to the side mid-air, wine pouring out from the top and frozen. Regina blinked, her muscles stiffened in confusion and fright, her breathing hitched as she let go of the pointer. Everything remained frozen in place, and Regina stood up, trying to shake her friends, but they didn't budge, not even a hair on their head moved from her touch. What the hell? Regina wondered if this was punishment, if Hitler had designed something to sniff her out, people like her that was hiding her cousin. Regina straightened her skirt, trying to figure out what was going on, had they summoned something? Regina was panicking when the darkness pooled in front of the door. The darkness collected from the hidden shadows, making a large circle, blocking out the door. Regina looked at what had formed, shivering in fright, she could see tendrils rippling off the black portal, as if flames were licking up. Go in. A cold voice shouted behind Regina, hitting the hairs on her neck. Regina jumped, crying as she ran, ran straight into the blackness of the portal.