I am a Medium

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Hope's Pov

'I'm pretty sure I made it crystal clear that I don't want to see you here again! Why the hell do you keep coming back?' Adam snapped.
'I felt bad about the other day....I uhm....It's my fault you're going through all this right now. And I want to make things right' I replied.

He scoffed 'How do plan on doing that?'
'You can get a chance to speak to your Grandmother again'
'Is this some sick kind of joke?'
'No'
'Are you maybe?.....' His words trailed off.
'Yes, I'm a medium'

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Adam's Pov

She's like me too. This means she'd known what I was all along.
Was she really going to die that day? Is this some kind of setup?
'Adam.... Adam' I hadn't noticed she'd been calling my name 'Are you alright. You completely zoned out'
'Yeah, I'm fine'
'Ok' She nervously looked around the living room 'Do you maybe have any precious item of hers. I'd need it for conjuring her spirit'
I'd really like to talk to her again, but the idea of conjuring her spirit gives me the chills.

'Yes' I left for my room, and came back shortly after getting a gold necklace. I placed it on the coffee table.
I watched her curiously as she pulled out a book from her satchel. She also placed a red candle on the coffee table, before lighting it up.

She slightly cuts her hand with an athame before letting her blood drop on the candle.
Suddenly there was a gush of wind and it blew off the candle's  light.
The aura in the room had completely changed.

Did she really?.....

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