The Game of A Life Time

Chapter 22- Wait A Minute

The white mass appeared to be shying away as I stayed hidden and out of sight. The powerful gaze it held on the other spirits made me a bit scared. I need to hold my ground.

I have been in this hell hole for seven weeks and I am losing my mind. My grip on what is real and what is not is fading.

Taking up space, I walk along the walls hiding my face. Most spirits who come through any of the entryways know that I am not leaving. They know I am stuck here and they try to use my energy to go to other places.

It's freezing here. The spirit speeds up in the game of hide and seek. There is no place to go except to any of the portals and I don't know how to use any of them.

Last night, I heard voices again. It was engaging. I felt compelled to go to the voices. The power the voices came through was deranged.

There was a shock and draw coming from one of the entries to the portal. I wanted to go to the door, but the spirit wouldn't let me. The one that is stalking me right now, only let me go when it wanted me to.

I felt odd with the spirit, I don't feel objected or in danger. There is a sense of liking to it, I have seen this one, but on a different level.

I spoke to Carter. He contacted me through radio channels. I couldn't believe it, he did it.

Carter found a channel and used it to contact me. At first, when heard the voices, the spirit didn't want me to go, but it led me to the door. I couldn't reach the portal, but I was given the energy to see what the spirit saw.

When I entered the portal door, I couldn't see anything and it was hard to manage. Then I heard his voice, Carter was talking to me.

He was asking me to say anything or to let him know I was here somehow. It was odd, I had every power and being in me to do so, but nothing would happen. There wasn't enough energy or soul power to let me.

I tried to talk to him, but I wasn't sure if it was working. The more I talked and used my energy, the less I was able to understand him. Without connection and bond, I am sure he got the message somehow.

Again, the spirit circles me.

"What do you want?" I know it can understand me, all of them can.

It's been a weird seven weeks, there hasn't been a lot that goes on. Spirit come through, they try to talk to me, they talk to me, they leave to go somewhere else, and then I pass out from the lack of energy they took from me.

It is now pressing the walls and rolling toward me. I think I might run, but where can I run? I am in the heart of a portal shaped like a dome.

"Stop," I run far along the wall and turn to face it.

It stops right in front of me, "I am not afraid of you."

The spirit turns a blue color and morphs into a shadow. The frails of the outline are blinding, but I can see the shape.

The stature looks to be a child, the height is above mine. A teenager has been stalking me, great. I keep looking at the spirit waiting for it to do something, but it just stares.

No feelings of any sort. I don't feel a single thing, the spirit is still morphing into a solid figure that I can fully see. The portals open and shut for the sly souls who enter and exit.

"Wait a minute," the facial structure and body become 3-D.

My consciousness eats me alive when I see the smile beaming from one side of his face to the other. His eyes crinkle as he smiles and the bright toothy grin makes me relive the last moments of our time together.