The morning after the hanging Sarah stood before the rope which was dangling in front of her. She grabbed it and put the rough yellow rope around her neck then....she jumped.

Her eyes fluttered open, everything around her seemed normal but she felt different. Sarah slowly stood up and walked to a nearby stream and saw she looked the same except now her hair was black and falling down her shoulders, instead of her red flowing dress she wore a white nightgown that hugged her curves, and her eyes...they were they're normal hazel color but they were cold holding no emotion. Sarah sneered and set off to find the men who killed Brenard.

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The first victim's name was John who lived alone in a two story house. John was sitting by the fire reading a book when suddenly his windows burst open and his drapes danced in the wind. John rose from his chair and closed is windows. But when he turned around he came face to face with a familiar pale face. "S-S-Sarah..." he stammered nervously. Sarah only stared at him with her cold hazel eyes. Unsure of what to do he stood there and waited for something to happen. Then she disappeared, he looked around in disbelief. He took several deep breaths and sat down in his chair. Suddenly he felt very hot but before he could inspect the source his clothes lit up in flames. John yelled out in pain as the flames seared through his clothes and into his flesh. Sarah stood outside the now burning house smiling to herself. "One down three to go." Sarah muttered disappearing into the night.

The next morning people were gathered the burnt gasping and muttering to themselves. John's body had burnt down with the house but people knew that Sarah who had died the day before had something to do with it. The people were beginning to panic but the mayor convinced them to dismiss it so they did.