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located in Lakewood, a part of The Fools in Summer, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Jenniffer Ross Character Portrait: Roselle
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The man continued to glower darkly at this boy, the mortician. His hands started to tighten into fists. "I do not know what you are speaking of," he said smoothly. "We have no book of yours. Now leave my abode and do not return." And with that, he closed the door.
Meanwhile, Jenniffer continued to read her book. It was quite fascinating, really. All these odd spells...
An idea struck her; a rather mischievous and possibly dangerous one. Maybe I'll test this out, she mused. Maybe the magic will be real, and I'll be some cool necromancer chick. Which wouldn't be too surprising, considering this hell of a town.
She flipped to the appropriate page and skimmed the area describing the materials needed, then ran off, book tucked under her arm.
She tip-toed through the house, making sure not to disturb Father who was sleeping on the couch. He often took power naps after he was finished chewing someone out. Probably the poor fool who was out by the door, whoever he was.
She quickly gathered the supplies, which included chalk, some candles, a crystal she plucked off of Father's shelf of odd relics, a cloth napkin and a lighter.
She went outside to the backyard of the house. It wasn't like the big grassy backyards of most kids. It was an abandoned parking lot, surrounded by a fence her father had built when he'd bought this property. The derelict restaurant was beyond the fence. As a child, she used to climb around the wreckage and get into all sorts of mischief there.
At least, before her father beat all the mischief out of her. She could still feel the old scars sting a little when she bent over to prepare the stuff. He'd been getting a little more pacified as of late, which was good.
She drew a pentagram, a star within a circle, on the ground with chalk, and then put the candles at each point of the star, lighting each one in the evening gloom. She placed the cloth napkin at the center, the crystal on top, and then she began to chant.
It was a relatively simple chant, which was good because while she could read Latin she was no expert on it. "Mater transformandus sit, et ego in te vocas! Commoda mihi multitudinem liberorum benedictionem!" "Mother Ghoul, I call on you! Lend me one of your many children as a blessing!" Even though this was something that could definitely lead to some people thinking of her as a Satanist, she didn't really care. Besides, her family was already infamous for her father's deeds.
As she chanted, she lit the cloth napkin on fire. It burned quickly. Was it her imagination, or did it seem to get darker around her and the flames hotter?
As soon as the flames licked the crystal, there was a blinding flash of light. Jenniffer threw her hands over her eyes, lest she be blinded. After it faded, everything looked normal. However, crystal, napkin and candles were gone. There was just the pentagram drawn in white chalk on the pavement. Huh, she thought. That was-
Her thought process was interrupted as a bony hand broke the surface. Jenniffer yelped and scuttled back on her hands and feet.
The hand was followed by another, which dug a corpse out of the ground. No, not a corpse; it looked like one. It was a skeletal, hairless creature, with gray skin pulled taut against thin bones. It had no lips, nose or ears, and it stared at her with chattering teeth and wild eyes. Jenniffer stared in horror at it, not making a sound.
It was a ghoul.