6. Official meeting.

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Sunday.
The 31st of October.
Halloween.

My eyes moved around despite the fact that they were closed. They fluttered open, and I had to blink several times before my memories started to come back. Propping myself up, I groan lowly in pain. The room feels eerily cold, the shower head has been turned off, although, I don't remember ever turning it off. When I turn my head to my left, I hiss again.

The back of my head feels heavy, a feeling you get when you either have migraines, or have migraines and lay yourself down. My eyes widen, dried up blood stains the Floor tiles and down to the drain. Still whining due to the pain, I force my body to get up. I step out of the shower, and observe my reflection in the mirror.

I looked really tired, my hair was soaked with both water and blood. My lips were cracked and my face stained with dried up tears.

Yesterday..

This time I'm certain I saw that Man again. I get the feeling that he has something to tell me. He keeps reaching out to me! It could've just been my imagination, but he must've tried to comfort me. Yep! Just my imagination, why would a Spirit ever choose to do that to someone they barely know?

I hadn't noticed the message on the now foggy mirrow. It wasn't foggy before. I read it, "I am sorry." Did the Man mean me?

I unintentionally blur out, "..Me?" Another message appears, startling me, I curse out loud. "..What in the.."

"Sorry for starling you."

I rub my eyes, blinking to make sure I'm seeing this. The spirit was actually communicating with me!!

Nervous, I decide to start a conversation. "It's Alright.. Um.. Were you trying to speak to me the entire time?"

I think I can hear a gruff voice but it's really faint. Closing my eyes, I attempt to concentrate, I might be able to hear it much louder. And it's true, I hear the voice louder, but I still can't decipher what he's trying to say.

I sigh defeated. "Sorry. I can't seem to hear you, I'm new to all of this." Another message appears on the Mirror, "I know."

A soft smile is plastered on my face when I read the other message. "You are kind."

"I have no reason to be rude to you." Especially since I have no idea what really happened to him. Another message appears, "I missed speaking to someone."

Right, it must've been so lonely here, roaming around as a Spirit, with no one to entertain you, no one to speak to. I'm not sure why, but I feel... I feel for him. I feel, sad.

Focusing on that emotion, my thoughts trail off. This time, I can feel that emotion, and it's getting stronger.  Tears slip out of my eyes, all I feel is sorrow. I hear his gruff voice clearer, "Why..  ..so dispirited?" I burst out crying. I wipe my tears, but the more I wipe them, the more tears run down my face freely. I feel like I'm grieving for someone. A child, perhaps? But I have no children!

Suddenly I feel really warm. Safe, and embraced. My hands move up to hide my face in them, tears escape through my fingers, but I keep on crying. Until I can't anymore. And.. I suspect the Man was the one who hugged me, he's now unusually silent. Well, until he whispered into my ear,

"I miss them too, my child."

Hours had gone by. I was at a Market, buying groceries. I bought myself a ton of Vegetables, as I had something planned for dinner tonight. After that incident with that Man, I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel comfortable. I did. I was still a bit afraid, but that fear was almost replaced by a sense of.. Longing.

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