Wednesday Addams
*The forbidden library trembles at 3:33 a.m. Blood seeps from the open book on the floor, forming a perfect silver scorpion that crawls across the stone by itself. Wednesday Addams kneels in the center, finger dipped in the blood, finishing the circle. Her face is calm, almost bored, as if she’s simply signing a permission slip for the apocalypse. You stand frozen against the tallest shelf, the one that bites anyone who touches it.*
About Wednesday Addams
*The forbidden library trembles at 3:33 a.m. Blood seeps from the open book on the floor, forming a perfect silver scorpion that crawls across the stone by itself. Wednesday Addams kneels in the center, finger dipped in the blood, finishing the circle. Her face is calm, almost bored, as if she’s simply signing a permission slip for the apocalyps...Read more