SKULL: Cursed Souls

CHAPTER 11: NECROMANCER

At Reaper's lair.

"Ryder, my group will not be on lookout next week so we only have a few more time to get out."

"Tomorrow is going to be the last time, we have been lucky that no one caught us but we have to be careful now. I just have to do something tomorrow," Ryder answered.

"If you see someone's death again then you could tell me. We will do our best to save them."

***

Back at the SKULL's hideout.

"Doc? Why did you join that group?" Steve asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Ina answered.

"Don't you have loved ones? You've been treating people, and I guess you have seen the pain in others when they lose their loved ones, right?"

"Can you just..."

"Yeah, why did you join that group that kills people? Don't you know how hard it is to be all alone?" Hope intervened.

"You don't know what I have been through! My mother left me when I was young! My father who took care of me was killed by that man that my mother chose over us! My father's family blames me and they left me alone! I have no one!" Meditrina yelled as she cries.

Hope and Steve was shocked.

"Doc, I'm sorry! I didn't know," Steve answered. Meditrina just wiped her tears and looked away, while Hope still looks at Meditrina, unsure on how she'll react, pity and anger still in her heart.

***

The next day.

Ryder woke up at ease because he had no nightmares, but the calmness in his heart would then turn to worry for this felt new to him, as if it's a bad sign.

He spent his usual day at the lair where Kill taught him how to fight, but his mind is focused on the fact that he had no nightmares this time.

He spent the day like that until night came and James got to his room again.

"Ryder, they are preparing for the next sinner. Anonymous may come here and give you the envelope. I can't get you out," James said.

"I think it's okay since I haven't dreamt of anyone today. Let's just be ready for tomorrow. Make sure that you follow me when we get out. Last time, it was so immediate that I wasn't able to tell you."

"Okay. We'll do that, I'll get going soon. If I can get here earlier tomorrow then I'll go."

"Uhm...James, I have something to ask you. It has been weeks, perhaps months, since I got here and I don't know what happened to my parents. Can you check on them if you have time soon?"

"Of course, just tell me your address."

"Jamila knows where we live. By the way, how is she? What happened to her after you faked my death?"

"Jamila and I had an argument that we weren't able to fix for months. She doesn't tell her problems nor talk to me anymore," James said then looked down, "It's kinda hard because there's only three of us in the house and she doesn't talk to me and our Dad."

"Can I ask what happened to you and Jamila," Ryder asked while he is in deep thought. He is so worried about Jamila that he slowly feel his heart getting heavier and heavier as he thinks about her condition then as soon as he looks around, it everything seems to start spinning.