Chapter #8

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"I've had another experience, just before I went away, it was someone who died in an accident. The flash was white that time, so I think the color in which the flash is in, resonates the way they died. With Anna's husband, it was pitch-black... I was beginning to worry that Anna wasn't telling the truth.

My vision came back at exactly the same place as I was before only, judging by the looks of Anna, a long time ago. She looked a bit concerned, to say the least, as she was walking around with a glass of wine, deeply sunken away in her thoughts.

About five minutes later her husband came in, presumably from work, judging by the suit and tie, finishing it off with a black, leather suitcase. He sighted heavily, tossed the suitcase at the wall and tossed his ass onto the couch.

I could read the straight-up fear in her eyes, about what was going to be his next move. "D-darling, d-do you fancy a little pint?"

He threw her a look that disgusted even me, like she just asked if he wanted to go out of her life completely. "Why in the name of shit are you stuttering so much? You scared of me or what? You want to get me DRUNK?! Hm, shall I fill your fiftieth glass up again too? Come on, face it! You're a drunk bitch who can't even see it! You... Wait a minute, I know what you are scared of. You are afraid that if I am sober I am going to divorce you, so when you feed me drunk I won't think about it! You sly dog!!" He suddenly shot up from the couch and approached Anna threateningly.

Anna had started crying and begging him to leave her alone. "Please! It was nothing more than a friendly kiss, it was his birthday! I would never cheat on you..."

He grunted, clearly not believing anything she said. "Oh fuck off, you sneaky liar! I saw how you kissed him and I know that that's not just friendly!"

He then hit her in the stomach, which made her squint. He then slowly walked to the kitchen. "Well, if you want to get me drunk I'm going to do it good, with Whiskey."

Anna was able to stand right up again and with a quick movement, she yanked up her vest, pulled a gun from her carefully concealed holster, loaded, aimed and shot him right in the back of the head.

He fell down onto the ground, grunting his last words: "I cheated too, today, on trusting you..." with that said, his head collapsed and it also dropped to the floor.

Anna then proceeded to drag his body out of the room and rolled him down into the basement, accompanied by the sounds of a few cracking bones which sound made me gag. After that event it was time to go back, because, another spirit had told me that if you stay in that state for too long, you may have the risk of being trapped in that state forever, which is, crudely stated, dying.

My vision very slowly turned to white again, kind of letting me know I have been in for nearly too long.

I came back to a sobbing Anna, and a husband with teary, red eyes. He looked at me intensely. "You have helped me very much with this and I am eternally grateful for that, because now I can finally let her know, that I.. I'm sorry for what I put her through. Also, I forgive her for the thing she has done, I.. I would have done the same. Would you like to do me a final favor, which is repeating all that I just said to my Anna?

Him calling Anna, his Anna was an amazing sight to watch, as his eyes began to sparkle as someone who just committed his love for someone, so it simply melted my heart. "I will. It is up to you wether you want to go or not."

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