Day Zero - prologue

    It was cold the day she moved in. The cold rain hit her shaking hands. Sarah Harr was a seemingly boring woman who didn't have secrets or a past. Plain blond hair, in a bun, the same as everyone else. Her dress was black and white, and a cross was hanging around her neck, same as everyone. She was fresh blood, but not interesting enough to arise suspicion.

  Exactly what she wanted.

   The town of Cardiffe was just recently established, calling for many new people to flock there. Running away from their pasts, or horrifying secrets riddling the town. Witches, Serial Killers, you name it. And in every large town there would eventually be a mishap, a killing, a lynching. Insanity had risen in Sarah's old town of Crosslake, namely by the mafia. the town seemed to die every night, and Sarah had just enough.

  But what a way to live, with a secret group beyond the one already profoundly set. Living in secrecy and fear, yet still with the arrogance of untouched power. People under your rule, killing for you, risking their life for you.

  Sure seemed great.


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  Along with Sarah, many others came to the town. The mayor was Sir Carson Belladonna, an extremely wealthy man with many connections. His brother was Blake Belladonna, an extremely attractive  intuitive man, and his girlfriend, Caroline Youngson. Carson and Blake's cousin, Professor (Derek) Ozipin was a renowned doctor, known mainly for his amazing knowledge with burn wounds. Stacy Darling was simply unknown, she had a good sized house. A normal woman. She lived with her friend, Quinn Tomber. Professor Soren was a steadfast woman and a skilled therapist, but her daughter Danyka was surprisingly suicidal and wanted to die. The Blythe Family was painfully adorable, with the priest Anthony and his wife, Jenna, who always smelled like lavender. She was pretty boring. They had a young son, Jackson. He was a boring boy, with no real personality (other than being an annoying little 9 year old). Arnold Deuw, a french man who sat inside and worked with business documents all day, and Chuck Hardly, who owned an unsettling amount of guns.


  The town was little in the beginning. But soon it would become the highest point of this era.

  Sarah would make it that way.





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                                                                     A/N

whoa look brooke's writing a story lets all sit here for a moment.. 

so usually i dont do bloggarrr anymore, but i have had a few story ideas. im bringing up another story too (soon).

this is based off a game called town of salem, most events in the story are based off my own experiences in that god forsaken game. 
i will do a character introduction on another tab page thing, cuz i dont wanna write bout dat.
my other story will be set in our future, and this story is set reaaallyly far in the past.
based off of salem witch trials, i live in the area so thats basically why ill write this :p 
i suck at writing things about places ive never been to ...

kbai