Do Witches Really Exist?
written by:
DG Hear

Do Witches Really Exist? By DG Hear

Thank you to Linda62953 for taking the time to edit this story. It was a dark and stormy night. I can't tell you how many times I have wanted to start a story with those words. I finally get to use them.

Chapter 1

It was Halloween Eve and it was a dark and stormy night. The wind rustled through the trees making eerie sounds. I could hear it as it whistled through the power lines. My wind chimes were going crazy as the wind blew through them. I looked out the front window at the dark clouds passing overhead. When the moon peeked through the clouds I could see it was a full moon.

I was waiting for the rain to come pouring down any minute, but we were just getting a lot of heavy winds. I'm John Baker and I was waiting for my girlfriend Marcie to call and tell me she had changed her mind and wasn't going to her company's Halloween party. She was supposed to attend it tonight and had asked me to go, but Halloween parties weren't my thing any more.

I received a call from Marcie saying she was just leaving for the party and she would see me the next morning. She did say I didn't need to wait up because she would be late. The party was being held at Shuck's Farms which was only a mile or so away from our place. I've been out there numerous times for graduations, weddings and other affairs.

They have a pavilion at the back of the lot and the Shuck's always had it set up for different occasions and holidays.

During the fall and Halloween time they had hay rides through a pumpkin patch which was adjacent to a very old cemetery. Tonight's party was for adults only and costumes were encouraged. At the pavilion it was always lively with drinks, food and music. I have to say it was extremely eerie, scary and even spooky when taking the hayride. Especially, when you rode past the graveyard.

They also have a maze made up of stacked hay bales with scary dressed up monsters, ghosts, witches, etc... the kids go in and can't find their way out. It's a lot of family fun, but at night it could be very eerie.

A lot of stories were told about the cemetery and the people that were buried there. As kids, we were told that people were dying to get in, that's why they put a fence around it.

Needless to say that was a joke but there were a lot of scary stories surrounding that cemetery. Many were even said to be true.

****

I met Marcie six months ago at a friends wedding. I knew the groom and he worked at the same company as Marcie. We began to hit it off pretty good. My friend, Brad told me to be careful, that Marcie was a wild one and has been around the block a few times. I didn't know Brad all that well, other than I had met him at the Elks lodge, on occasion. One day we were talking and he invited me to his upcoming wedding.

I was thirty-one and a manager at a parts plant. I was single and lived in a nice condo complex. It has a nice indoor pool and even a workout gym. I spend at least an hour a day getting my exercise. I've lived here for a few years, now.

Financially, I was in good shape. I had great benefits at work, including health and life insurance, a savings account and a nice retirement package for when the time came. I had recently won some big money when my friend Serena and I went to Atlantic City, our last weekend together. Altogether, I won over a half million dollars.

It was a little over six months ago when I lost my girlfriend, Serena. We were together for just over three months. We met at a Halloween party last year. I really thought she was the one, but things didn't work out that way. I figure that's why I didn't care to go with Marcie this year to the Halloween party. I hadn't totally gotten Serena out of my mind.

I have to admit I thought about her a lot over the last couple of months. I'll tell you more about her later. I guess I was on the rebound when I met Marcie. She is a good looking woman. She had a nice body, which she seemed to like to show, more than I cared for. She had graduated from college and got a job at this advertising firm as a secretary.

She was what a lot of guys might be looking for. A woman who dressed very sexy most of the time, and she had an outgoing personality and liked to flirt. She came up to me at the wedding and asked me to dance. I have to admit that I was surprised. Marcie was twenty-four and she said she recently had broken up with her boyfriend. She never did tell me why.

After the wedding, we began dating pretty hot and heavy. The sex was great and there was nothing she wouldn't do. We had only dated for a couple of months before she asked me if she could move in with me. She said her lease was up on her apartment and seeing as she spent so much time at my house why shouldn't she just move in.

I let her move in, against my better judgment, but I did stipulate to her that if she ever cheated on me, it would be over. I don't like couples who cheat on each other. She told me she loved me and had sowed her wild oats and wanted to spend the rest of her life with me. I guess I was a pushover.

The sex with Marcie was great but she wasn't much of a housekeeper and couldn't cook worth a damn. I liked her but I couldn't say that I loved her even though during sex, I had told her so. We ate out or ordered in almost every night. Looking back, even though the sex was great, it was about all we really had going for us in our relationship.

I was still a pretty lucky guy. I had a girlfriend that would fuck at the drop of a hat and didn't complain about giving blowjobs. I had plenty of money and a good job. I was luckier than most guys. Still something was missing, I just wasn't in love with Marcie and at times I wondered if she really loved me.

She's had it pretty good since she moved in with me. She didn't pay for anything and used her money to buy whatever she wanted. Lately she has been talking "marriage." I told her, "we'll see." I wasn't sure about our relationship. Sometimes things just didn't seem right. I was in no hurry to tie the knot.

I did ask Brad if he noticed anything different at work about Marcie and he told me she still acted the way she always had. There was one guy she seemed to talk to a lot; his name was Leo. Brad told me she had dated him before she met me. He did say, she didn't seem at all intimate with him while he was around.

****

I received a call about an hour after I had talked to Marcie. It was a female voice and all she said was, "You should go to the Halloween party. Your lady friend is cheating on you. You‘ll find her at one of the mausoleums in the old cemetery dressed as a prostitute," was all the voice said, before hanging up.

I wasn't sure if I should worry or if Marcie was playing a trick on me with her workmates; after all it was Halloween. I checked, and Marcie's Indian costume was still on the bed. She must have decided to wear something else, but what? Could the voice on the phone be telling me the truth?

I decided to head over to the party. I didn't want to be seen by many people. Most of the people wouldn't know me anyway but I walked along the hayride trail and headed toward the cemetery.

**** About Serena:

I mentioned that I had met Serena at a Halloween party a year ago. She was dressed as a witch, but she was the prettiest witch I have ever seen. Her dimples and smile could melt ice, she was that pretty.

I noticed she was sitting at a table with six other people, all were dressed in costumes. I wore a cowboy hat, vest and boots. That was about as far as I would go in the costume department.

When I first noticed Serena, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. One guy at their table got up to get a round of drinks. I approached him at the bar and asked him about Serena. I didn't even know her name at the time.

He told me she had opened a store recently, just south of town. I asked if she was with someone and he told me that the people at the table with her were customers of hers. She had invited all of them to the local Halloween party.

"She is one beautiful woman," I told the man.

"Yes, she is beautiful but she is real quirky. To be honest with you she might be a little psycho. She believes she's a witch. I'm a little afraid of her. She is friendly, but yet distant. She just opened up her store less than a month ago."

I thanked Ted for the information and made my way over to the lady in the witch's costume. "May I have this dance?" I asked her. The people at the table stared at me. "I'm John Baker."

"Pleased to me you John Baker. I'm Serena and I would love to dance with you," she replied.

As we danced, I held her close. She smelled intoxicating and I told her so.

"Thank you, that's one of my notions. It's called ‘Allure', I guess it works. Ted told you I was a witch, didn't he?"

"Yes he did, but I can't say for sure that I believe in witches, but I do believe in beautiful women. It is Halloween after all," I said with a smile. "Besides, why would you tell everyone you're a witch?"

"I don't tell everyone. I've only told a few people when I first opened the store. I guess they have told others. Ted came into my store and started hitting on me and I told him so he would stop, and I wouldn't have to hurt him. He's a good customer and still comes into my store. Since then I don‘t tell people unless they ask me."

"What kind of store is it? What do you sell there?"

"It's called ‘Potions and Pharmaceuticals'. We fill prescriptions, and sell notions, lotions and potions. Also, I am a licensed pharmacist."

"You don't look old enough to have gone to college and gotten a degree to become a pharmacist. May I ask how old are you?"

"I'm twenty-eight; we witches don't age quickly. I know what lotions to take to keep my young appearance. I shouldn't be telling you these things but I feel I can trust you. I‘m a very good judge of people."

"Are any of your friends at the table witches also?"

"No, they're just customers that I help out. They see their doctors for what ails them and then come to see me. Sometimes I fill their prescriptions and other times I sell them an alternative medication. I leave the choice up to them."

I was really intrigued with Serena and decided to continue going along with her. Witch or crazy, I was really beginning to like her. I don't know why I did it but I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips.

She stopped dancing and stared at me. "Why did you do that? I'm a witch and am not suppose to kiss mortal men. I could get in trouble for that."

"Then turn me into a frog? It was worth it," I replied. "If you don't kiss men, then who can you kiss?

"Warlocks, I can kiss warlocks. Witches marry warlocks, they are basically male witches."

"Then make me a warlock because I'm about to kiss you again." I did kiss her and she returned the kiss.

"I can't make you a warlock, you're a mortal. Witches and mortals don't mix."

"I think we mix quite well together," as I kissed her once again. I didn't know what was happening but I knew I was infatuated with this woman.

I've dated a lot of women in my life, but have never fallen for a woman this quickly. I knew at the moment that we kissed, that I wanted to be with her. I didn't believe she was a witch, but I did ask her if she cast a spell on me.

"You've seen too many movies. I can't turn you into a frog or anything else. I can make potions and if people take them they will feel changes in their body, but they have to take the medication.

"Remember Snow White and the poisoned apple? That was a spell. Since Snow White took a bite of the apple she was affected. Now do you under stand?" She was trying very hard to explain it to me.

"I understand I am falling for you and want to see you again?"

"No, we can talk but nothing physical. I don't want us to get in trouble."

"What kind of trouble? We're two grown adults. Can I come to your store?"

"Of course you can, all customers can. I'm just saying we can't be physical." I think I was affecting her a little.

We went back to the table and everyone was surprised that Serena let me kiss her and they smiled at me. As we sat down I mentioned to Serena that I thought Sabrina was the name for a witch.

"It is but my parents named my older sister Sabrina so I was named Serena."

"Any other siblings?" I asked.

"I have an older brother Thor, and lots of cousins."

I had to ask, "Is Thor a warlock?"

"Yes he is," said Serena as she got up to use the ladies room. Her friend Angie got up and went with her. I guess witches are like other women and can't go to the restroom alone.

While she was gone I asked Ted why he went to Serena's store. He said he had bouts of depression and his doctor gave him a prescription that didn't seem to work as well as it should. Serena made him up a potion and he takes it once a day and feels great.

I asked Ginny what Serena did for her. She said her husband has been cheating on her for a few years. They have three kids together and she didn't know if she could make ends meet if she divorced him.

"Serena made me a potion to put in his morning coffee. It included something personal of mine. I won't say what it was, but he wasn't able to get a hard-on with any woman but me. In two weeks time he has been coming home and we make love at least three times a week now. Serena said that as long as he takes the potion, I will be the only women he can have sex with."

Jim's story was even different. He couldn't get hard, even when he took Viagra or Cialis. Serena made up a lotion that he could rub on his member and then he could have normal sex for up to an hour, with one application.

When Serena came back to the table she said she had to leave. I walked her to her car. She turned around to say goodbye and I kissed her again. This time more passionately. "Why are you doing this?" she asked.

"You have put a spell on me and I want to be with you," I replied.

"I most certainly did not. Remember, I'm a witch and you're a mortal. It's like mixing oil and water." She almost looked sad as she drove away.

I couldn't get her out of my mind. Yes, she was a bit quirky but I have never met anyone like her. I was completely infatuated with her. If there really was ‘love at first site' I had it with her.

All the next day, I thought about her at work. I looked up witches and warlocks on the internet. It just seemed like fantasy and fallacies. She was a beautiful young woman who pretended she was a witch. That's what I kept telling myself.

I went to her potions store after work. It was just about closing time and she was waiting on a customer. She even looked pretty in her white smock. She looked surprised to see me.

"John, what on earth are you doing here?"

"I think you put a spell on me yesterday and I'm supposed to take you to dinner." It was hard to keep a straight face.

"I did no such thing," she said before realizing I was joking. "John...I...we..."

"Stop right there! You do eat, don't you? Is there something in your book that says you can't eat with mortals?"

"Of course not. Ok, we can have dinner together. Give me a few minutes to close up the store."

We went out to dinner and the more I looked at her, the more I began falling in love with her. Of all the women I've dated over the years, she is the only one who has ever affected me this way.

After dinner we went to a club to have an after dinner drink. Actually I didn't want to let her go. I wanted to be with her. It was getting late and she told me she had to get home; she had to open the store in the morning.

She lived above her store and after I opened her car door to let her out, she stood up and I kissed her again. It wasn't a peck, but a very passionate kiss. At first she somewhat hesitated, but then kissed me back. After we separated she seemed a bit nervous when looking at me.

"John, I must go. Thank you for a wonderful evening." She turned and quickly went up the stairs and into her apartment. I waited, looking up at her windows as she stood there staring down at me for a good five minutes. After she walked away from the window, I drove home.

The next day, again I couldn't get her out of my mind. I sent her an orange and black balloon bouquet. I called her in the afternoon and she told me she was busy and couldn't talk right then but did thank me for the balloons. I asked her out for dinner again and she said she couldn't make it.

I tossed and turned all night. What was it about this woman that made me half crazy? I felt like a stalker. After work I showed up at her store again. She had the balloons I had sent her the day before, in the window in the front of the store.

I asked her if she was allowed to eat that day and she laughed. I invited her out to dinner and she accepted. "Do you have a bathing suit? Are you allowed to get wet?" I asked.

She laughed. "Of course I can get wet, I'm a witch, I don't melt. You've seen too many movies. At what restaurant do I need a bathing suit?"

"My apartment, we have an indoor pool. I want to make you dinner and then go swimming." I could tell she was very hesitant, but she went along with me.

I made us salad, spaghetti and we had garlic bread. "Can you have garlic bread," I asked.

"John, you need to forget this stuff you see in the movies. I can have anything, and do anything you do. I'm just able to do a few special things. Now pass me the garlic bread."

As we ate we talked. I asked her if she was afraid of being alone with me.

"Of course not! I know how to take care of myself. Besides, I always carry mace in my purse and keep a stun gun under the counter at work."

After we ate, she reached in her purse and sprayed something into her mouth. I was staring at her and she laughed. "John, it's for my breath, we just ate garlic. Do you want a squirt?"

I did take a squirt and it was flavored like a breath mint. She then excused herself and put on her bathing suit. She was so beautiful. She had a hour glass body, medium sized breasts and great hips. I noticed the light fuzz just below her navel. I love kissing that part of a woman.

We grabbed some towels and went to the swimming pool. It was cold out, but the pool was inside and the water felt great. We swam for an hour and then headed back to my apartment. As soon as we walked in the door I kissed her. Not once or twice but over and over. She was kissing me back. I walked her to my bedroom and she said, "John! We can't! I'm a witch and you're a mortal. We don‘t go together."

She was sitting on the edge of the bed and I pushed her back lightly while kissing her. "You look like a beautiful woman to me and I want to make love to the woman part of you."

She gave in, "I shouldn't be doing this. I've never been with a mortal before."

We kissed and I undid the top of her bathing suit. It was still wet and I tossed it onto the floor and began sucking on her nipples. They were already hard. I could tell she wanted this as much as I did.

She moved to the middle of the bed and I got between her legs and took hold of the bottom of her suit and slowly pulled it off, over her thighs and calves. She looked so beautiful, as she lay there naked. I began kissing down her midsection, rubbing and kissing her whole body.

I stopped at her navel and tongued it lightly before rubbing my face on her lightly fuzzy lower belly and worked my way down to her trimmed muff. "John, it feels so good. I know we shouldn't be doing this, but it feels wonderful."

I began to lick her clit and she opened her legs wider as I pushed my tongue into her wet pussy. I felt her shake a little as I pushed my tongue in deeper. She reached down and held my head against her while moaning how good it felt.

I sat up and quickly removed my swim suit. My cock stuck out hard and proud. I began rubbing it against her opening. I would push the head into her and watch her pussy open and then pull back. It was so erotic watching her pussy open and close.

"Stop teasing me John and push it in. I want to feel you in me."

I slowly pushed my cock into her as she kept saying how good it felt. I pumped in and out and we had a good rhythm going when she yelled out, "John, I'm coming! Oh God, I'm coming, oh it's so good. Don't stop, please don't stop."

I did my best to hold back as long as I could. I tightened up and pushed my cock as deep into her as I could get and felt my cock exploding it's juices. I don't ever remember coming that hard in my entire life.

"I can feel you John, I feel you filling me up with your hot cum." We were both sweating and I felt her pussy tightening around my cock and squeezing it. She was having another orgasm. "This is so wrong, but feels so good." As her orgasm subsided I felt her pussy loosen up, releasing it's tight grip around my cock.

I lay down across her with my cock still buried in her. I was holding my weight up on my arms. She reached up and pulled my head down and kissed me. "I've never felt anything like that before," she said softly to me.

I got off of her and we watched as I slowly pulled my semi hard cock out of her. We got out of the bed and into the shower together and ended up having sex again in the shower. We dressed and I took her home.

"John, we should never have done that but I want you to know I loved it."

"You are the best woman I've ever been with. I'm totally infatuated with you. In fact I think I'm falling in love with you," I replied.

"Please don't say that John. I can't fall in love with a mortal."

We kissed and she ran into her apartment. I knew I would never get her out of my mind. I stopped by her place at least three nights a week and we made love. She told me it was just sex and that she would get into big trouble, if her parents knew about me.

One day, I stopped at the store and Serena introduced me to two employees that worked for her. They helped fill orders and stocked the shelves. While Serena was busy with a customer, I asked them if they thought Serena was a witch and they told me that they thought she believed she was and they went along with her.

They did say that she knew a lot about witchcraft and potions. She helped a lot of people. Some were in bad marriages and relationships while others were depressed for a number of reasons. They said she didn't talk about her family much other than, they owned the store.

I remember them saying that Serena once told them that the stereo typed image of an old witch with warts casting curses, is merely negative propaganda. Just wishing for someone's death or health won't make it happen. The real magic lies within the person and their intent.

Strong emotional thoughts are capable of manifesting the thought-of-desire. Many of the potions make these desires stronger and heighten their effects. She told her customers, "You do not have to be a witch or practice magic to produce changes in the actions of people."

Serena considered herself a "good" witch, even though some of her notions and potions may cause problems. She was one of the people that said, "The end result justifies the means." She never told me about any specific customers or what the negative results might have been.

One day, I looked at her shelf of books and did see a number of books on casting "spells" for a number of reasons. Here are a few that I saw:

Love Spells vol. 1, Love Spells vol. 2, Protection Spells Healing Spells, Revenge Spells, Beauty Spells Money Spells, Family Spells, Success Spells and Skill Spells

There were dozens more books on Spells, Hexes and God knows what else. It did bother me a little. I loved her but, what if she really was a witch?

****

Serena asked me not to tell anyone about our relationship other than we were good friends. She didn't want it to get out that we dated and had sex. The only two people who knew anything, were her employees and they didn't know we had sex. Serena told them we were just good friends.

I mentioned to Serena that I wanted to tell my parents and my sisters that she was my girlfriend. I wanted the world to know that I loved her and it hurt not being able to tell anyone about us.

"Please John, for now don't tell anyone. If you do and my parents find out, they'll send me away." I promised her I would keep it a secret for the time being.

I'll have to admit, it was hard keeping it from my family and friends especially through the holidays. I was in love with Serena even though she thought she was a witch. She almost had me believing her.

It was after Christmas and New Years when I asked Serena if she would go to Atlantic City with me. I didn't tell her, but I was going to propose to her. I know we didn't know each other that long but she was my life now. I was tired of not being able to tell everyone about the love of my life. So she thought she was a witch, big deal, I loved her.

When we arrived in Atlantic City she seemed a bit nervous, like she wanted to tell me something. We were sitting at the bar having a drink when she poured something into my drink.

"Serena, what did you put in my drink? Was it some kind of a potion or something?" It was the first time she has ever done something like that, that I was aware of.

"Yes, it was a ‘WIN AT SLOTS' potion. Please don't get mad at me. I have never made it before and I wanted to see if it worked."

"Do you have the book with you? I'd like to look at it," I asked.

She handed me the book. It was titled, ‘WIN AT SLOTS' Spell'. On the first page it said, slots are the most popular casino game. They are also the easiest to manipulate with magic! This spell simply - but very effectively - guarantees you will have the advantage at the slots. They'll literally be spitting out money with this magic potion helping you!

"Is there anything in the potion that would harm me, even a little?" I asked.

"No, I would never hurt you. I love you John and I have something to tell you before we go home this weekend." It was the first time she had ever came right out and told me she loved me. I knew she did, but she was always afraid to say it. Now I was just wondering what she had to tell me. I guess it could wait as we headed to the slots. Time to find out if the potion my witch of a girlfriend gave me would do anything.

I started on the slot machines, first the quarter ones. I began to win and I worked my way up to the big five dollars slots. Whenever I won a large amount on a slot machine I moved to another one. I couldn't believe my luck, or was it the potion that Serena gave me?

Serena was happy for me, but nowhere near overjoyed. I was so busy winning that I forgot about her wanting to talk to me later. She smiled at me every time I won a lot of money, but I could tell something was bothering her.

After I won the jackpot for a quarter of a million dollars I was taken to their security office and checked for any kind of electronic devices. After finding nothing they gave me my winnings in a check and asked me to leave their casino.

We left for two other casinos, where I won over four hundred thousand dollars more. By then, the word got around and the casinos wouldn't let me play even though they didn't find me doing anything illegal.

Needless to say, I was overjoyed with winning so much money. When we got back to our motel room we made love. After I climaxed, I noticed Serena had tears running down her face.

"What's the matter? Are you okay?" I asked. I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"No, you didn't hurt me. I love you John and just wanted you to know it."

Before she could say anything else, I reached for my jacket and took out the engagement ring. She knew what was about to happen and started crying. She hurriedly got up and ran into the bathroom and closed the door. I didn't know what to do. I waited for a few minutes and asked her if she was okay.

She said she would be right out. When she came out of the bathroom she had on a robe and said she needed to talk to me, right now.

"What is it Serena? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, it's my fault. I went out with you, when I knew better. John, my parents have called me back to Salem. They found out about us being together. I'm so sorry."

"What? No! I want to marry you; you can't leave." I was becoming a wreck. "Let me talk to your parents. Maybe I can convince them of how much I love you."

"I'm so sorry John. That's why I gave you the gambling potion. Hopefully you can get on with your life. My brother Thor will be here to pick me up in a few minutes. I just want you to know, that I really do love you John." She was crying.

"I'll give up the money! I'll give it back or to charity or anywhere, it's you I want."

She quickly got dressed and said, "John, please don't follow me. I don't want to see you get hurt." With that said she walked out the door. I couldn't follow her, since I wasn't even dressed.

I sat on the bed and cried. I had no idea what I was going to do or what I even could do. I packed up my clothes and drove home, alone. All the while I thought about Serena.

Chapter 2

I had a horrible Sunday for a guy who had won over a half million dollars. All I could think about was Serena. I took Monday off and deposited the checks into my savings accounts. I then went by the store to see Serena, hoping she would be there.

I walked in and another good looking woman asked if she could help me. "Is Serena here?" I asked.

She looked at me and asked if I was John. When I said yes she said she had a letter for me from Serena. She handed it to me and I began to read it.

"Dear John, if you are reading this it means you stopped by the store. The woman behind the counter is my sister Sabrina. This is hard for me John but I have to ask you to do me a favor. Sabrina has a potion made up for you to take. Please take it. It will help you forget about me for about three months.

"After that some of your memories of us together will come back, but may not be permanent. We haven't been together that long and it will help you to get through this adjustment period.

"I'm sorry that this had to happen but I'm not sorry for making love to you. Please take care of yourself. You deserve a woman who you can love and be with.

"Please take the potion. I promise it won't hurt you in any way. Love Serena"

I walked up to the counter and Sabrina told me it was the best thing to do. I asked about my memories of Serena and she told me I wouldn't remember hardly anything for a couple of months. After that it would be more like a dream that I had.

"In no way will this hurt you. You'll find another woman in no time and before you know it Serena will be nothing but a dream. She should have never had sex with you. It's a no-no among our clan."

"How did your parents find out?" I asked.

"Serena told them. Their first impulse was to have you disappear but Serena convinced them to let her handle it. Please take the potion, it is the best way to handle the situation, otherwise it will be out of Serena's hands."

"What will I remember after I take it?"

"Everything will remain the same until you go to sleep. When you wake up you won't remember this place or Serena. The potion will last a few months. By then you will have gone on with your life. If you find you are having problems or remembering things I can always give you another dose."

I took the potion and it actually had a pleasant taste. I set the cup on the counter and told Sabrina to tell Serena that I really did love her, and walked out the door.

****

I awoke the next morning and had no thoughts of Serena. I went to work and everything seemed normal. It was like she had been removed from my memory. Everyone knew I had won all the money in Atlantic City and asked me how I did it.

I didn't remember Serena being there or about the potion I took. I told everyone that I just got lucky and now was set financially for the rest of my life. Everyone wanted to be my friend and more women were paying attention to me. I figured the money probably had a lot to do with it.

I dated a few women but could tell it was the money they were interested in. I went to the Elks lodge one evening and was invited to a wedding of one of their members. I didn't know Brad, other than seeing him occasionally at the lodge. I attended the wedding and was approached by a good looking sexy woman. Since I didn't know her, I didn't think she knew about my financial situation.

We began dating and the sex was great. After a couple of months she moved into my apartment. I worked long hours and at night we had sex. About three months had gone by and I started having dreams.

They seemed so real. I didn't want to wake up from them. I dreamt I met a great looking woman who turned out to be a witch. It was so odd since I rarely had dreams or nightmares.

I started thinking during the day about my dreams. At night when Marcie and I had sex, I thought I was making love to my dream girl. Marcie asked me what had gotten into me, that the sex was the greatest ever. I didn't tell anyone about my dreams.

As time went on, I started thinking of my dream witch more and more; thinking about her swimming with me and us making love. I became infatuated with my dream witch. I drove by a store that I had dreamt my witch worked at and it really existed.

I had to wonder if everything I dreamt really happened or was going to happen. I walked into the drug store and the pharmacist was named Sabrina, just like the sister of my dream witch. I knew the minute she saw me that something had happened to me.

"Are you going to tell me what happened to me?" I asked Sabrina.

"John, let me give you another potion. You shouldn't have come out of that one so quickly. Serena should be nothing but an old memory of yours, unless..."

"Unless what?" I asked.

"Unless you really did love her more than we had thought. The potion probably wasn't strong enough. Please let me give you another one. I'll make it even stronger."

"No, I love my dreams. It's all I have left of the woman I truly loved. If you see her, tell her I remember everything and I do still love her."

As I turned around to leave the store I heard Sabrina cry out, "John! John! Please come back and take the potion."

I left the store very aggravated. I loved one woman who I couldn't have and lived with another who I didn't have strong feelings for and wasn't quite sure I even trusted. My mind was becoming clearer by the day.

When I received the call from Marcie saying she was just leaving for the party and would see me the next morning and told me I didn't need to wait up because she would be late. I had to wonder why she would be staying late. The party shouldn't last that long and she could be home in less than ten minutes.

Then I received the anonymous phone call about an hour after I had talked to Marcie. It was a female voice and all she said was, "You should go to the Halloween party. Your lady friend is cheating on you." The voice even told me how she would be dressed and where to find her.

"You‘ll find her at one of the mausoleums in the old cemetery, dressed as a prostitute," was all the voice had said, before hanging up.

I decided to head on over to the party. I really didn't want to be seen by anyone attending the party. Most of the people wouldn't know me anyway, but still, I walked along the hayride trail keeping out of site and headed towards the cemetery.

Two men were walking towards me. They were talking rather loudly and talking about how ‘good the woman was'. They saw me and asked if I was headed to the prostitute and I told them I was.

"The mausoleum, way in the back corner. She's worth every dollar we gave her. She did both of us at the same time." They were a little intoxicated as they staggered down the trail towards the party.

I snuck up to the cold stone building. I could hear voices and a woman encouraging a man to "fuck her harder." I glanced in the door and from the moonlight and a few candles that were lit, I could see a man fucking a woman and another man watching, and smiling. They were fucking on a slab table where a coffin sits during funerals.

I heard voices coming up the trail and quickly went around the side of the building. The man fucking Marcie was done and was leaving and the two new men entered the building. I snuck back up to the door, watching and waiting. The two men looked mean.

"Marcie, this is Paul and Bill. They are going to take care of your boyfriend as soon as you get married and then we'll get a hold of all that money or sooner if he catches on. I want you to show them a good time."

"Thanks Leo, We're ready to knock off this guy whenever you say," said one of the men.

I heard Marcie say, "It shouldn't be long now. I think he's ready to get married soon."

The fucking slut! She and this Leo guy have been using me for months. She's his whore and I never saw it. How fucking stupid can I be?

I was trying to think of what to do when a man snuck up behind me and put his hand over my mouth. The first thing I thought was, "I'm a dead man".

The man who grabbed me was a couple of inches taller than I was and heavier. He held me tight and whispered, "Don't fight, I'm here to help you. If these men catch you here, they will kill you on the spot. Do as I say, and walk away, slowly." He let go of me.

"Who are you and why are you here?" I whispered.

"We'll talk later, but now you have to leave. The two men who went in there are carrying guns. They are hit men and hired to kill you. Now please go but be very quite."

I went around to the side of the building and started toward the trail. I looked back and the man reached in and grabbed the very heavy mausoleum door and closed it quickly. He grabbed the huge lock and put it through the latch locking in Marcie, Leo and the two men inside.

There were gun shots fired into the door. "Open the fucking door. I'll kill your ass when we get out," called a voice from inside the building. More shots were fired but didn't even make it through the heavy door.

I watched from the trail as the big man went around the back of the building and he took out a bottle of something, reached over and poured it through a small opening in the roof of the building. I had no idea what he was doing.

I heard more gunshots and any light coming from the candles were gone. I ran as fast as I could down the trail. I was almost to the pavilion when a woman dressed in a witches costume stepped out in front of me. It was Sabrina.

"John, don't go into the pavilion. I don't want anyone seeing you."

"I don't understand, what are you doing here? Who was that man who came to help me? What happened to Marcie and the men who wanted me dead?"

"John, I know this is a lot to swallow now, but we'll explain it all to you when the time is right; I promise. The less you know the better. You need to go to a club or somewhere where you can be seen. Spend a lot of time there; play pool or cards with other people. You'll need an alibi. The police will probably come to see you tomorrow."

"What about Marcie and those other men? Why did they want me dead? What happened to them?"

"They're dead John. We will explain it to you when the time comes. We will contact you when to come by the store. Until then, please don't come near the store. Whatever else you say or do, don't let them know that you were here at this Halloween party. Now go John! I know it's not easy but you have to do what we say."

I left and went to the Elks club. I joined in a few games of Hausey. I drank a few beers and watched a football game. My mind was a mess. I couldn't believe that Marcie would use me and possibly have me killed. I thought about Sabrina and wondered how she knew these people were out to kill me.

Then, there was the strange man who showed up to protect me. What was happening to me? I drank a few more beers and headed for home. Sabrina gave me a pill she said would help me sleep. She did say not to take it till I got home. It would be lights out within five minutes of taking it.

She wasn't kidding. I took the pill and didn't wake up till noon the next day. At first, I thought it was all a dream until a heard a knock on my door. It was the police.

"Are you John Baker?" one of the two men asked.

"Yes I am, officer. What can I do for you?"

"Do you know a Marcie Clinton?"

"No I don't think so. I have a friend that stays here, her name is Marcie Dobson. She's lived here about three months."

They showed me a picture of Marcie and I told them it was her. She had a rap sheet as long as your arm. Prostitution, embezzlement and a number of other things. "Yes, that's her she went by the name Marcie Dobson, but I didn't know any of those other things about her, I swear."

"When is the last time you saw her, Mr. Baker?"

"It was the night before last. I talked to her last night. She was going to a company Halloween party. She called me about six. What's this all about? What are all these questions about Marcie? Did something happen to her? Did she do something wrong and was arrested?" I asked. I did my best to act a little surprised and aggravated.

"I'm sorry to inform you that she was found dead in the cemetery behind Shucks Farms."

"What? Dead? What happened to her? Why was she at the cemetery? She was supposed to be at the Halloween party?"

"We don't know the answers yet, to all those questions. The case is under investigation as we speak. We will tell you she wasn't alone and that she had your banks saving account book in her possession as well as two credit cards that were in your name. They were in the pocket of a Leo Meyer. Do you know this man?"

"No I don't. I think she dated a man named Leo before we met, but she said she had broken up with him months ago. I don't know anything about him. Did he have anything to do with her death?"

"We don't think so, because he was dead as well. We would like to know of your whereabouts last night."

"Surely you do suspect me?"" I said surprised.

"Where were you last night, Mr. Baker?"

"I went to the Elks lodge and was there till after one in the morning. I came home and crashed. I didn't wake up till noon. I played cards, watched the football game with a lot of guys that I'm sure will vouch for me."

"Mr. Baker, we have to ask you not to leave town without notifying us, until we know what happened here. We will be checking out your alibi and have to inform you that we have to hold these credit cards and your savings account book as evidence for now."

"I understand. Officer, can you tell me how she died? Any chance it could have been an accident?"

"We know it wasn't a accident; of that we are certain. We'll keep in touch," said the officer as they left.

Chapter 3

I was a mess; I had no idea what was going on but I knew better than to contact Sabrina. I received a call from my bank early Monday morning and was told that Marcie had been to the bank on Saturday and tried to withdraw a large amount of money from my savings account. They told her that in order to withdraw such a large amount, they would have to verify it with me directly.

She complained to them that I had signed the withdraw slip. After arguing with the branch manager she left in a huff. I checked the two credit cards that she stole and was told that they were used at the ATM but no money was given. The correct password was not used.

They did say that a couple of online purchases where made for a computer and big screen TV. I told them my cards were stolen and to cancel the purchase. I called the officer who was at my house and told him what I had found out.

He seemed a bit friendlier and told me that he had found out the same information and traced the delivery address to the home of Leo Meyer. He did say he checked out my whereabouts on Saturday and a number of people said I was there most of the night.

"Mr. Baker, There are a few things we need to talk about. Can you come to the precinct after work?"

I told him I would be there. When I arrived he offered me a cup of coffee, which I accepted, and we sat in his office. "Mr. Baker, the cause of death for both Marcie and Leo was asphyxiation. All the oxygen was removed from their bodies."

"What? I don't understand, I never heard of such a thing."

"That's not all," said the officer. "There were two other men found at the scene who also died of asphyxiation. They were known hit men and had fired gun shots into the door before dying. We believe you were their target. One of the men had a picture of you as well as some personal information on you."

"Why? Is it because of the money I won in Atlantic City a few months back?"

"We believe that Marcie and Leo contrived a plan to get your money. It seems they hired the hit men to see that you wouldn't be there to testify against them. Marcie and Leo have worked together in a couple of other cases but the witnesses always turned up dead."

"This is so hard to believe that they would kill me over money. Come to think of it people kill for a lot less than a half million dollars."

"There is another suspect that we are checking out. Do you know Brad Holladay?"

"Yes, I met him at the Elks lodge. He invited me to his wedding, where I met Marcie. Do you suspect he is involved?"

"Right now he is a person of interest since he basically introduced you to Marcie and he worked with both Marcie and Leo."

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I got a call a few days later from the officer and he said that Brad had been cleared. He was at the Halloween party but didn't partake of having sex with Marcie. They did find six men that did, but all said she and Leo were alive and well when they'd left them.

He did say that Brad had told Marcie that I had won a lot of money and knew we dated but had no idea she and Leo were criminals. Brad stopped me at the lodge and apologized over and over to me.

It was a month later when the officers said the case would stay open but that I was free to go about my business. They weren't able to figure out the asphyxiation or who had locked the mausoleum door from the out side, so that part of the case would remain open.

It was in all the newspapers but I wasn't mentioned. Just that there were four bodies found in the mausoleum and the doors were locked and all four people were asphyxiated. They did mention the four people were criminals and that the mausoleum was owned by Leo's ancestors and that's how he had gotten the key to get into it.

I got a call from Sabrina and she asked me to come to the store. They were ready to talk to me. As I entered the store, Sabrina pulled the shade and turned her store sign to closed.

A man came in from the back room. It was the man from the cemetery. To say I was worried, would have been an understatement. I guess Sabrina could see it in my face.

"We're not going to hurt you, John. We thought you deserved to learn the truth, since you followed our advice and left us out of it," said Sabrina.

Sabrina began to explain. "John, when you came in and said you began remembering Serena I was a bit worried, especially since you wouldn't take another potion. I contacted Serena and asked her what she wanted to do. She told me to have you followed and to find out how you were doing."

"How is Serena? A day doesn't go by that I don't think about her." I know I had a deep sadness in my eyes.

"She's fine John. Anyway, we followed this Marcie woman, and then she was with this Leo fellow. Without going through a lot of small talk we found that they were planning on stealing your money from you and had hired a couple of hit men to see that you didn't talk.

"We had followed them for over a month and when we told Serena what was going on, she asked us to protect you. You have to understand, that it isn't something we do, watching over mortals. That's when I called you and told you about the cemetery and Marcie.

"We heard that Marcie tried to withdraw your money and was basically caught by the bank and that they might have to get rid of you sooner than expected to protect themselves."

"How are you able to know and do these things?" I asked.

"John, there are some things we won't tell you. Anyway, after I called you, we found out the hit men were going to be at the Halloween party. We knew you were in danger so Thor came to help you."

"You're Thor, Serena's brother?" I asked.

"Yes, Serena asked for my help. She wanted you protected."

I almost broke out in tears thinking of Serena. I didn't want to look so weak in front of Thor and Sabrina. "So I guess you used a curse or potion of some kind. The police have no idea what happened. All they told me was they knew the door of the mausoleum was locked from the outside and that a lot of gunshots were fired. They had no idea how the room and their bodies were all void of any oxygen."

Thor handed me a book titled, ‘STEAL THEIR ENERGY CURSE'. On the first page it said, "Designed to drain the target of their positive energies, this curse often leaves the target weak and defeated. The principle driving this is the use of notions to steal the air out of a room. When opened or sprayed in a room it sucks out all the oxygen and kills anything that is alive in the room, by making the room void of any air or oxygen whatsoever. The more that is used in a room the more oxygen it uses up."

I looked up at Thor and asked him, "Why did Serena do all of this for me?"

"Ask her yourself," he said as Serena came out of the backroom.

She looked so beautiful and I know I had tears coming down my cheeks as I went to her and hugged her. I didn't care if her brother and sister saw me. "I've missed you so much! I love you Serena, I wanted to ask you to marry me the night you went away. Why did you tell your parents about us?"

"I don't keep secrets from my family, especially things this important. I wasn't sure what to do," said Serena.

"I'm not sure what you mean."

"John, I was pregnant with your baby and not sure what to do. I went to my parents for answers. That's why I had to leave."

"What happened to our baby?" I asked.

"She's beautiful John. I need to know what you want to do now."

"You mean now I have a say-so in the matter. I still want to marry you and now raise our baby. Will your parents let us marry?"

"Yes John, I guess it's not the first time that a mortal and a witch made a baby."

"I know this is an odd question but is she a witch or a mortal?"

"We won't know till she gets older John. The good news is we can finally be together and you can introduce me to your family. The only thing you can't tell anyone is that I'm a witch."

She brought my baby daughter out and I cried as soon as I saw her. She looked so much like her mother. She was so beautiful; she even had her mothers dimples.

Epilogue:

I introduced my parents and sisters to Serena. They asked me why I had never told them I had a girlfriend. I told them we met and then she had to leave for a few months. When she came back, she told me she was pregnant and I was the father.

Serena told me to stay close to the truth because it was much easier to remember. We showed my parents their grandchild and they were so happy for us.

We set up a wedding date and I finally met my future in-laws. It was odd meeting them because they didn't seem or look any different from anyone else. They owned a number of pharmacies and said that Serena would be back managing this one.

I was told by Serena's father that she was very special to him and that I had better always treat her right. I let him know that Serena and my baby girl, who we named, Molly were my life.

Life was great now and I couldn't imagine it being any better. The death of Marcie and the others was never solved. I did find out though, that there were other unsolved murders of a similar nature but knew better than to ask any of the family about them.

Thank you for reading my story Comments are welcome and appreciated. DG Hear