Torn

Ch. 24 That's a Good Girl

Abigail's POV

"Abigail, you need medical intention," Alastor says.

"This might be the only time we can catch this guy. Remiel is out hunting now. We need to figure out to call my team and get them here," I say.

"No. I am getting you to a hospital," Alastor says in a stern voice.

I look at him and let out a deep sigh. Last time, I disagreed about what should be done, I ended up here.

"Ok." I say as I look down and get close to him to teleport.

Alastor looks at me, he puts his hand on his forehead, and starts to rub it.

"We can agree on what to do, ok. But if anything starts to go wrong, I am grabbing you, and we are out of here," Alastor says.

I give him a surprised look.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. Now, how do you want to do this?"

"Well, could you send your shadows out to keep watch to see if anyone comes to the house?" I ask.

Next, thing I know a ton of shadows emerge from Alastor and go in different directions.

"How many of those things do you have?"

"No idea. What's next?" Alastor asks.

I pause to think. As I am thinking, a shadow comes back to Alastor and tells him something.

"There is a couple walking their dog in front of the house," Alastor informs me.

That gives me an idea.

"Tie me back into the chair with no gag. I will start screaming for help. Hopefully, they will hear it and call the police."

I look around the room and notice small windows.

"Could you break those windows also?" I ask Alastor.

"I will, but if they do nothing, we are out of here," Alastor says.

"I can agree to that. You also need to take the holy water disappear.

He snaps his fingers.

"The bucket only contains regular water now." He tells me.

Alastor snaps his fingers, and the windows are broken with a lond boom. That should get their attention, too. Another snap of his fingers, and I am tied to the chair. I start screaming at the top of my lungs for help.

Alastor's POV

I really don't like this, but at least I have some control of the situation. After I put Abigail back into the chair, I turn invisible and go outside to watch the couple.

I see them talking. The wife seems like she wants to leave. The husband had started to walk towards the house when the wife stopped him. They both look at the house when Abigail starts to scream for help.

"Margaret, I need to see what's going on now. You call the police and let them know what we are hearing." The husband says.

"I can call, and you stay here too." Wife (Margaret) tells him angrily.

"You know I was Master Gunnery Sergeant in the Marines. I will be fine. Call the police. Let them know who we are and what we look like, too." The husband tells his wife.

The wife gives him a defeated look and pulls out her cell phone. The husband walks to the house carefully.

Abigail is still screaming for help. The husband stops and listens to see where it's coming from. He goes to the right of the house. I watch him as he notices one of the basement windows.