The Serpent Spirit Curse Returns

My dad and my brother butchered a massive golden python and stewed it in a pot.

That very night, hundreds of venomous snakes swarmed our cabin and ripped my grandmother apart.

The seventh day of the serpent's death fell on the Blood Moon, the night the veil to the underworld tears wide open.

If we couldn't return the creature's bones in one whole piece, every single person in our hollow would die.

The only problem was, a feral black cat had already dragged off the tailbone and swallowed it w