OUIJA BOARD

Chapter 12: Lost Souls

I stared at the little girl in sadness. "Poor you...I want to help you so badly." The little girl smiled before closing her eyes and taking in her last breathe of this cruel world. I felt the wind blow back into my face, this time so gentle it felt more comforting than before. The wind was actually whispering. I listened attentively at the small long whispers that were going past me. I had a hard time hearing them but started understanding some. 'Save them...get their souls back, their lost.' Who is them? Does it have something to do with the little girl? 'Kill the murderer...Save the bystander, the innocent.' Was the only whispers I could make out. The bystanders or the innocents could have something to do with the three girls for sure..but does Abduxuel belong in the innocent? Or the murderer? Well I will have to think about this later, we need to try the OUIJA board once again. I looked down at the little girl that laid dead. I have her a soft long kiss on her forehead were the blood used to seep out before. The bitter taste of the blood made me squint and get blood on my lips as if it were lipstick, but a dark one. She still lay with that smile as she disappeared into nothing. I looked down at the same white dress I have been wearing for the second or third day now. It was surely dirty, but mostly bloody and ripped from struggling to save he girl from the blood infested pool and having to lay with her as her blood fell on the bottom length of my dress. I sighed and stood, I walked to the sliding door and stepped in. Latrice and James noticed me walking in, in a bloody mess. "Mi-" before he could say Milady, I glared at him coldly. He closed his mouth and turned around. Latrice was puzzled and asked with all her bravery,"Mina..w-what happened dear? Why are you still wearing t- that dress, and all torn and...Bloody?" I turned away but grabbed her by her wrist and walked to the nearest room. We ended up in a closet, I locked the door behind us and put a finger to my mouth. She stared and had fear written on her forehead, her red rosy cheeks were no longer rosy...the color was drained in fright. "Latrice..what do you know? About the three girls?" Latrice hesitated and turned around trying to avoid me. I didn't want to be mean to this poor woman since she has not done anything wrong, as far as I know," What do you know about Monica..about Jeremiah..about-about the little girl?" She instantly faced me and looked like she was going to break into tears, but no..she didn't. "Dear..I will answer you honestly, I don't know much! All I knew was taking care of them when I could... But I don't know.." She paused,"you don't know what?" I asked raising a thin eyebrow,"I don't know who k-killed them." I sighed and gave her a hug to soothe her. "We will speak later." I said unlocking the door and leaving her alone in the dark cold closet.