Kicking the front door open, Kyle found a healthy, nasty enchantress near the kitchen counter.

"Oh Kyle. You never give up do you?" The witch said, shaking her head in disappointment.

"You're dead bitch!" Kyle spat, aiming the gun at her and pulling the trigger, causing the evil entity to smirk.

The rumbling thunder-like sound of the shot echoed throughout the house, piercing the witch's heart, making Kyle smirk instead.

But his face soon filled with disappointment as he saw the blood which was oozing from her heart return back to its place, washing the blood stains away from her clothes. Not even a wince of pain was heard from Kyle's ex-teacher, but rather, she laughed with excitement and eeriness on the stunned expression of Kyle.

"Tsk Tsk. You forget that I am powerful. I have reincarned. And now, you must meet your fate. I was ready to forgive you, something which I have never done in my entire existence, but you leave me with no choice by coming here today. You shall face a fate worse than your friends. I would have killed you, but this immense determination which you derive is breathtaking. I shall benefit immensely by having you by my side." She grinned evilly, causing Kyle to tremble in fear as she unleashed her wrath.

Locking her eyes on that of Kyle's, pupils turning red, she choked the boy till he gasped pleadfully for breath. Deciding to spare him from death, the witch released her grasp and turned towards her chest in the living room, leaving Kyle withered on the kitchen floor.

Bringing bad one of her dolls in her hand, the evil sorceress sucked out the soul from Kyle's body, dragging him into the body of the doll. Screaming for forgiveness and terrorised by the witch's action, Kyle propelled himself unwillingly into the body of the voodoo doll, feeling trapped and vulnerable as he watched his now lifeless body on the floor.

Bringing the doll to her face, staring at its eyes, the machiavellic demoness hissed: "As from today you are my toy, you are my strength and you are my offering. Be ready to embrace a life full of death."

Unable to speak and unable to control his new body, Kyle from inside the doll continued to stare at his predator, wishing for a way out. But he knew there was no other way. He knew that he was doomed. And Kyle realised that he shall be alive for no wonder how many years, playing bait for the evil witch. At that moment, he wished that he and his friends never ventured around this house when they knew who was inhabiting it.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an unbearable wave of pain, realising that the demoness was sticking pins into the doll's body, laughing maniacally as she embraced the pain felt by Kyle.

The latter could not even cry or shout in pain, and never in his life had he ever felt so vulnerable. The suffering torment continued for several minutes, and he could feel each and every agonising action that the woman did to the doll, even when she stopped.

Praying for a way out, Kyle could not help but stare in horror as the witch transformed his body into dust, collecting all into a dark blue pouch and heading outside.

At that moment, Kyle figured the secret to Mark and Sam's death. They were turned into dust, and now, it was Kyle's turn. He wished to close his eyes but was incapable of doing so. He wished to go back to Jake and talk to him despite that the latter would not remember him. Kyle wished to go back home to his parents and have a nice chat with them. But in no avail.

The witch was right. He was doomed, he was hers, and he was to face a fate worse that his friends. Regretting his choices, Kyle decided to embrace his destiny, as the evil being entered the house, shutting all windows and withdrawing all curtains, covering him into a world of darkness forever.....