Possessed

Chapter 5

The next thing I knew I was trying to open my heavy eyes. I woke to a bright light, a very bright light. Was I in heaven?

As I regained some of my sight, I realized I was in hospital. A doctor was shining a light into my eyes. I pushed him out the way and blinked a lot to get rid of the blurriness.

My Mum was sat on a chair next to my bed. "She's awake," the doctor told her.

Mum gave a little gasp and turned around to hug me. She had mascara all under her eyes. It felt great. I hadn't spoken to her in ages because of Javan and I missed her.

"What happened?" I asked.  

"The policemen said you tripped up on the door of some strangers house. But it was all an accident." Bloody liars. "What on earth were you doing down at Shepherd's Street, honey, that's ages away?" 

"I don't remember," I lied. A bump on the head is a pretty good excuse not to. 

"Well just ask me next time. I was worried sick when I got a call from the police. I thought you'd broken the law! Anyway at least you're safe now. I better go and fix my make-up, I bet I look a right state." 

She walked off to the ladies room. She did look awful but it was nice to know that someone cared enough about me to cry like that.  

I was staring into the distance when I saw it. A tall figure standing in the middle of the hall staring right at me. At first I just thought he was a patient. But he was too pale, far too pale. He wore rags of a once ebony suit and ... The symbol. It was around his neck as a necklace. This had to be my imagination or a dream.  

I thought he was about to speak when a nurse walk past in front of him and he just disappeared. Honestly, he was gone. 

What was that? I'd been in this mystery too long to be scared. I had to record this in my journal.  

Oh no. I left it at Joanna's yesterday. I had to get out of there. 

I un-plugged all these weird tubes off of me and took off the thing they put on your finger. And I started to walk out. But someone was bound to see me dressed in a hospital gown.  

A food trolley came past and I saw my chance. I crouched down beside it and followed it. I didn't know where it was going until it stopped at an old man who had a seriously bad cold.  

I jumped out the way and hid behind some curtains. I turned around to find a patient sleeping on the bed. Wait, he wasn't sleeping... Oh my god!  

I squealed as quietly as I could and got out into the long hallway. There was my nurse coming one way and my doctor coming the other. Oh no. 

At the last second I rushed through a door that had a warning sign on the front of it. It's the closest door I could find. 

In there were so many chemicals, body parts and pouches of blood. I thought I was going to be sick. But I watched through the small window in the door and waited for the hall to be empty. 

Three, two, one and run. That was the only plan I had now. So I sprinted towards the exit sign until I heard footsteps chasing after me. But I kept running. I couldn't leave my notebook at Joanna's, what if her husband found it? Oh, I forgot. But I couldn't turn back now and I needed it some time. 

Finally, I saw some doors that lead to the back entrance and I pushed through them and hid behind a recycle bin. I heard the guards shouting and swearing.  

When they'd gone back inside I caught my breath and started running again. After a few streets of being utterly lost, I knew where I was. After a while of running I thought I should text Mum. I completely forgot about her. I feel so bad now. 

Hi Mum, I'm sorry I ran away. I just needed some air. Pls don't tell the doctors about this. I am fine and will see u at home, promise. Love Annie xxx 

That should do it.  

When I was finally at Joanna's, I knocked on the door for about five minutes before I realized that there was no one in. But I wanted my journal now before her husband got back...oh oops. I have to stop doing that before I mae her cry again. 

So I guiltily reached for the key from under the plant pot and let myself in.  

I peaked behind the door just to check, for sure, I was alone. Yeah, I think so. In the livingroom, I saw my journal still open on the couch. Thank God.  

I picked it up and was about to leave when I saw a picture on the mantelpiece. The man in it wore an ebony suit and ....wore the symbol. It was the man from the hospital!

Taking the photo out of the frame, I read the back of the photo and it read 'Jacob Harrad 1765' with the symbol next to it. Its everywhere. That must have been Joanna's Great Grandfather.  

And then a note fell out. 

Frederick, 

I will never forgive you. My son has died young and his blood is on your hands. Edward was eighteen. Eighteen! He had his whole life in front of him. I will avenge him if it's the last thing I do. 

Jacob  

Do not call me your brother anymore