forum Wanna Do A Witchcraft based One On One?

Started January 01, 2020 by @CWPoofToxicRush

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Cliff mumbled a quick prayer to himself before following Sheena’s lead, stumbling slightly when he landed. “Christ on a cracker, Sheena. What do we do next? I mean, they’re going to catch up to us sooner or later if we don’t move.”

Sheena nodded. "C'mon." She said, going down the stairs. "Let's get goin'."

Cliff followed Sheena’s lead, barely saying a word.

(i’ve got to go to bed now, gn!)

((gn!!!))

Sheena stopped outside, looking down the street. "Which way?"

“Left. I hear shit down the other way.” Cliff grimaced, just about ready to grab Sheena’s arm and book it down the street.

"Left it is!" She said, running off in that direction.

Cliff sprinted after Sheena, passing by the many buildings. He tried to find an alley to hide out in, if only for a few minutes.

"Here!" She said, going inside an abandoned building.

“This place sure is.. unloved.” Cliff’s voice was hushed, and he let out a low, long whistle. “How long you think it’s been since somebody’s been holed up in here?”

"Years, probably." She said, looking around. "Hold on, it's dark…" She pulled out a lighter, lighting it so they could see properly

“Sweet Jesus…” Cliff muttered, looking around the room.

"Are- are those books?" She whispered, looking around.

“Oh my god, I think so.” He glanced behind them, towards the door, trying to listen out for any noises that might be a threat. “Sheena.. how the fuck did they get away with this..?”

"I don't know, but the lock looked like it just fell off…" She mumbled, walking to a shelf, running her hand along the spines. "Look at this. Harry Potter, The Great Gatsby, Hard Times, Lord Of The Rings, The Book Thief… they're banned books…"

“It managed to stay locked for this long? Mercy..” Cliff laughed slightly, chewing on his knuckle.

Sheena knelt down, looking at a lower shelf, only for her face to break into a grin. "Banned records! Music!" She whispered, looking along at the titles. "Nevermind, Ramones, Never Mind The Bollocks, Appetite For Destruction, Black Sabbath…"

“So we know what kinda person lived here.” Cliff laughed, crouching down next to her. “Gotta say, yer lookin’ more excited’n a a hen in a corn maze.” He looked over the titles as well, trying to see what else there was.

Sheena nodded, pulling out a Ramones record and looking at the track list. "Oh… that's weird…" She mumbled.

“What is it?” Cliff tilted his head, looking at the record as well. “Somethin’s off?”

"Nah, just a coincidence…" She said, shaking her head slightly. "The band is The Ramones, and one of the songs is called Sheena Is A Punk Rocker…"

“Well, wouldja lookit that.” Cliff elbowed Sheena playfully, giving her a small laugh. “Oh-! Hey, Johnny Cash. My grampa said somethin’ about him once..” He picked up the record, studying it. “Never though I’d see one, but..”

Sheena looked up. "Which one is it? Heard he had a lot…"

“This one’s The Essential Johnny Cash.. thinkin’ it’s his best songs, yeah? Or at least the popular ones.” Cliff shrugged, reading over the tracks.

"Fair enough." Sheena said, going back to flipping through records, pulling out some Sex Pistols. "Hey, my parent's told me abut this guy… cautionary tale."

“Whaddya mean ‘cautionary tale’?” Cliff stood up, stretching. He set the record he was holding in a higher shelf. “What’s up with him?”