Chapter 7 - Bright Anger

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"Do I have what?" I ask, astonished. What is he even talking about? I think to myself.

Catherine comes off the wall and puts a hand on Elias' shoulder, "We said he does not know."

"Lets go Archibald. No need to put up with Elias right now." Lucinda tells me but I know I can not go.

"Lucinda, I must hear what he believes I have. Spirit, that is what you said, correct?" I ask, pointing at Elias.

Elias looks at Catherine, then to Lucinda. "See. He wants to understand what he has been given." He smiles and I know I can not turn back now. "Now, please, explain Lucinda."

Lucinda sighs, "It overall means that you have a connection to the other side and that you know other people's emotions. Even more than me," ending with a little giggle at me being better than her.

"Wait, what is this other side?"

"The place," I turn to Catherine since she is the one talking, "where supernatural things go when they die. You know, witches, vampires - "

"Yeah, I think I understand." I interrupt, now standing, and walk over to the door before anyone says something.

"Where do you think your going?" Elias asks, standing up quick at his desk.

I glance back at him. "I just need some air." I answer walking out the door.

I hear someone's footsteps and know that it is Lucinda. She catches up and puts a hand on my shoulder, forcing me to turn.

"I do not exactly want you to come with me."

"He just wants to make sure you do not try to leave. Anyway I thought that you might want some more explaining done."

I walk forward a few more steps and she does the same. "I do not understand why all of you will not leave me alone!" I scream at Lucinda.

"Archibald please calm down." Lucinda says surprisingly sweet against my anger.

I turn once again and grab her by her shoulders and yell, "I do not wish to be here, I would like to - "

Right before I can say my last word, Lucinda responds with a gentle touch of her palm to my forehead. I see a flash of bright light and I feel myself fall to the ground.

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