Alice- Dread

Before Tom could reply, I stepped to his side and shouted seven words right into their faces. It was the spell that I had already prepared.

‘Be gone! Be quick or be dead!’ I cried.

I remembered the words well. It was the same spell I’d uttered all those years ago in Chipenden, when I’d driven away a bunch of boys who had been bullying Tom. He’d been just a young apprentice then, barely thirteen.

And the spell worked again, just as I expected. It was all that was needed.

The five men turned and fled, arms pumping, feet slipping on the damp grass, frantic to be away, their faces contorted with terror.

The Last Spook Chapter 2