Chapter Eight

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I keep on running even if its too difficult to run. I am wounded, I've been shot. One in my left arm, at my right back, and at my right leg.

Lots of blood was already lost in my body. I can feel that my body starting to weakened . My vision is slowly blurring, but I am fighting it. I need to get away from here.

"There she is!" I heard one of them said.

I looked behind me. They found me. I quickened my pace even more, but I know It's still slow, my leg is aching.

BANG!

I suddenly rouse from my sleep. I held my chest and breathe harshly. Its just a nightmare. I said to myself.

I looked around. I'm still at Adam's office. Looking at the digital clock, it is now five in the morning. I sighed and get up. I walked towards the door and went out. I think, people are still sleeping. Well, it's just five in the morning, who wants to get up from their bed in this too early.

As I walk in the hallway, I can not help but to think of my dream. Is it possible that it happened? Is it the reason why I became like this? If that's was the reason, why they're chasing me? And most of all, why they shot me?

Because of my deep thoughts, I haven't notice that someone is looking at me curiously.

"Are you alright?" Said the voice coming from a woman. I looked up and saw Lucas's girlfriend.

My eyes widened. Here before me is the woman that I'm trying to hide for. What else to do? Run. But before I could run, She speaks. "Hey! Don't run, I'm not gonna hurt you. Besides, I want to help you." She said.

I looked at her face. I can see that she's telling the truth. "How can you help me? And how did you know that I need help?" I asked.

She smiled when I said that. "Well, since childhood I was seeing ghosts. And every ghost, has a reason why they are stuck in one place. And in your case, I can see that you're stuck in here." She said.

"By the way I'm Amanda." She added offering her hand. I took it and we shake hands. "Louie."

I looked at her, not knowing what to say. "So, you can see ghost?" I asked that seems I'm out of myself. She chuckled.

"Uhm... Yes, That's why I can see you. Right?" I nodded. "And let me tell you, not all ghost are friendly. Some are really bad, others are pervert." I cringe by the latter.

We walked towards the kitchen. When we get there, I sat on the chair while she make herself a coffee.  "Are they bothering you all the time?" I suddenly asked.

"Yeah! So, I always move from different places." She sat in front of me and sip on her coffee. "Looking for a quieter place." She continued. I nodded still looking at her. She's kind, I think. Maybe I can trust her.

"So, do you know anything? I mean, Do you know how did you get here? Why you're here?" She asked me.

"Well, that's the problem. I don't know how, I don't know why. The only thing that I can remember is my name." I said.

She touched her hair and smoothed it down. "Hum... That's a mess. Well, at least we know your name, we can start with that." I nodded.

"How long you've been here?" She asked. "I've been here for five days." I answered.

"Adam saw me in the clearing, then chased me." I said. She leaned closer towards me. "R-really? H-how?"

I looked at her curiously. "Uhm... I don't know. I'm currently walking there, looking for a way out. I didn't know that he's following me." I explain. "Okay. Then?"

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