Artificial Tears

Chapter 6

The entire time that I'm telling her about everything that happened, including my dreams, she remains quiet. Listening to every word I'm telling her.

At the end she asks me the questions I feared: "Are you sure? All you saw, are you really, really sure?"

I nod: "Yes, I'm certain, I even wrote them down after I had them."

Nova says something to me, but I am already rushing to my room. I take my diary and take it back to her.

"Here, I wrote this a little while ago. See the date?! I wrote this last night yesterday, Sunday November 8th!"

Her eyes widen, but only for a millisecond. I know she wouldn't believe me without evidence, she is just that kind of person.

"I..."

"Yes, is something wrong?" I ask her.

"No, but I don't think..."

"I remember the murders exactly the way they were, is this really just a coincidence."

She remains quiet for a second, but then it seems like I made her angry: "Edith, This." She points at my diary: "This is NOT evidence!"

"But maybe I can help the police with what I saw in my dreams."

"You will not, don't get involved with the police!"

Why would she say that? I know it might be a rash idea, but her reaction is way too extreme.

"Why not? I have never been in trouble with them and I am not planning on it."

Nova sighs, clearly trying to calm herself down.

"Do you want to be known as crazy? Think about it logically, they will suspect you and you will get in trouble. They will try to find out everything about you."

"But I haven't done anything. I have never broken a single rule."

I look at her, I thought she was a lot different. Did something happen at her job? If so, why is she acting so differently?

"I'm going to bed Edith, I'm sorry."

And she leaves me alone.

As I leave to go to my own room, I can hear her talking on the phone.

It sounds like she is trying to keep it quiet, but she herself seems to be rather emotional.

I listen a bit and look down as Misty meows at me.

"Don't worry girl, it's okay. Nova is just a bit upset." I whisper to her as I pick her up.

She purrs softly as I pet her.

"Want to sleep in my room tonight?"

I go to bed and leave the door to my room a little bit open, so that Misty can still go to the litter box or eat.

When I open my eyes, I notice that I'm having another strange dream.

I'm back in the room with all the doors, but this time is different.

There is a door open.

I carefully approach it, preparing myself to be scared by something.

As I walk through the door, I see that there is a church inside.

The church seems to be inside some kind of underground place. There is a ceiling above it, made from rock.

The old building's door creaks loudly as I open it.

Inside it looks almost abandoned, the benches are broken, there are holes in the glass and dust on the floor.

But it is not abandoned, someone is standing by the altar. Quietly, their only movement is that of their breathing.