Closed Book with no answers solo

Was it all them? She didn't know why she suddenly decided to go to the places she didn't visit before. What exactly did she plan to do here out of all places? No answer. Once again she didn't know.

Perhaps it was their fault that now she tried so hard to stay away from her room. Away from any possible thing she could find. The book that she took from home this summer was laying close to her. Linda was sitting near the water, staring absently at it. Even this book didn't carry any answers. But it offered closure. To her grandparents. They will be proud of her when she will approach them with some questions. Those had a promise of answers. Simple, not complicated things were now so hard to have.

She opened the book and started to read. Read about dark magic. For obvious reasons there was nothing advanced and she wasn't going to attempt to practice anything from it. But she hoped that it will help her to take them of her mind.

It was a unique place to come to read. But Linda used it as her escape. The light offered more to the atmosphere and she was feeling relaxed. Oddly enough reading about it was better than experiencing something so creepy. She didn't give them names. She didn't want to call them. It wasn't necessary.

Could her grandparents know something about them? She didn't know. But perhaps they did. It was a petty she still wasn't close enough to them to freely ask about it. But she was slowly getting there.