I gulped down the whole glass of water. I was thirsty from sweating so much. The bed covers are soaked with my sweat and I feel kind of embarassed. I looked around the room and saw Yhan and Kim together at the end of the bed and Alfred on a chair, just beside the bedside table. This scene would probably look like a member of the family has just been diagnosed with cancer. And I was that family member.
" Are you okay now?" Alfred cautiously asked.
" Yeah. Kind of." My voice was hoarse and low. My throat's dry.
I looked at Kim. The scratches were still there. I know I gave her those. It's pretty obvious. I should apologize. I have tainted her beautiful skin. That skin I sometimes envy of.
Kim looked at me with empty eyes. She was flushed. Her skin was pale and she seemed agitated. It's like she had just seen a ghost.
" Kim?" I started. I pointed at at my left jaw to motion hers. " Sorry."
Kim snapped out from whatever she was thinking and smiled nervously. " Y-Yeah. No problem." She looked at me, trying to hide whatever she was feeling and continued. " It's just a scratch."
" Scratches." I corrected.
She smiled again. This time, she was forcing it.
" What did you dream about?"
I looked at Yhan. She was worried and at the same time, curious. And if I am given the chance to describe her facial expression, curiosity would cover eighty percent of it.
I looked down. I honestly don't know where to start. Everyone is waiting for me.
The silence in the room grew as I struggled to search for the right words.
But I just couldn't.
" I want to live."
We turned to Kim who was still holding out on her own. Her face still flushed. " I want to live." she repeated. " You kept saying those words, Mau." she looked at me.
I just looked back at her. She looked at me with a concerned slash serious expression. This is the first time I have seen her like this. Something must've happened to her. I looked down. I took a deep breath and started from the beginning.
The beginning of my story.
" And that's it. I've been having these dreams lately." I said. " I was somebody else in my dream. I was always a woman, being chased by..." I paused. I looked at Kim. " ... this man." I continued. Something's connected here. I just know it.
" What?" Kim asked as I continued to stare at her.
" How did this Mrs. Josephine Walter die?" I said. Something's definitely connected here. Definitely. I am sure of it.
" She was murdered by her husband." she quickly replied.
" Yeah. But HOW?" I just have to know.
Yhan placed her right hand on her right hip and shifted her weight on one foot. " What are you getting at, Mau? Do you think you were as Josephine Walter?" I heard Alfred scoff.
I turned to Yhan. " I DON'T think." There was silence in the room. " I KNOW."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
We Were There
TerrorIt is a story of three friends namely Mau, Kim and Yhan and their paranormal experience as they venture onto the unknown. Horror, and thrill await them as they unravel the mysterious death of Josephine Walter, who was murdered by her own husband a c...