Unknown POV:
My heels cackled and filled the room as I walked into the house.
I tossed my keys on the table and headed upstairs.
It was time.
My soul detached from my body.
Time had traveled, and I was in the past.
It was 2006.
Taxis and people running up and down. Pacing through the busy streets till my eyes met them.
A couple.
Arguing over what seemed to be a sensitive topic. The lady seemed to be pregnant. She was 16 and her boyfriend reassured her or something.
I walked towards them, but no one could see me.
?: "Ngi pregnant..."
Her tears fell like a fountain. She's red and her hair in a bun. Lips chapped and dry.
??: "AH, fu..."
??: "I need you to calm down for a moment. What happened? I thought we..."
?: "There is no we! My mom is going to kill me! How are we going to support the child? I'm going to abort it..."
??: "No! You can't kill it. Your dad is wealthy he might help us..."
?: "Please, let me abort it. I don't care about anything else. You are 18, and I'm 16. I love you, but we can't do this..."
??: "Please keep it. I'll do anything. I'll work a 9-5 if I have to. I don't care what people think..."
?: "Can I go home, please? I need some time to rest..."
??: "Okay, but whatever you need, I'm here."
The lady left.
That was one crazy confession.
After a few moments, an old lady approached the pregnant teen. She fed her some pills that were probably for abortion.
Unknown: "This is where it started, huh?"
As I was about to leave the realm, a rush of negative energy flew around.
Someone can see me.
My eyes quickly wandered around to see the culprit.
I couldn't find him/ her.
I started to panic. Someone was about to change the future but was about to destroy the past.
Spells came out of my mouth, ready to go back to the present, but something had caught my attention.
A familiar lady came out of an expensive-looking car. Everything about her was expensive. Hair, body, and clothes.
Rich lady: "Are you ready?"
Her daughter nodded as she came into the pregnant girl's house.
The rich lady took out a cigar and smoked it away. I stared at her, admiring her beauty, but her energy kept disturbing me.
Rich lady: "Staring is very rude, princess."
Her cigar was one with her heel as she threw it on the ground. Her red bottoms crushed the cigar and the ashes spread into the soil.
Her lips were heavily coated in red and she lucked them softly.
?: "I know that. I'm admiring you."
Rich lady: "Too bad, so sad. What are you doing here?"
My eyebrow raised in confusion. How could she see me? I wanted to ask questions but I kept it all to myself.
I took out my lighter. The cigarette fiddled between my fingers and brought it up to my lips.
The smoke had invited me to a haven. Stress and everything, gone.
Rich lady: "What's your name, darling?"
?: "It's too expensive..."
Rich lady: "You know, the future is kind of dangerous. You should go back. I know what you are doing here. You won't be able to change the past. The deal had fallen apart."
My cigarette fell out of my hand in fear and confusion.
?: "How did you-?"
Rich lady: "Remove yourself from the witches' hour and go back to the present. Fixing the past destroys the future. Remove yourself from the witches' hour and go back to the present. We all know that Z sacrificed her. She doesn't have time to live anymore."
?: "Who sacrificed who? Z?"
Her gaze shifted from my eyes to the sky.
Rich lady: "You have no idea? That's a shame. Remove yourself from the witches' hour and go back to the past."
