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Chapter 13

I behaved like a loose cannon that minuite. I became the most aggressive and tore the letter into pieces. This didnt satisfy me. I searched for a lighter and burnt the pieces even. This made me a bit relaxed. But..no...i am not the real daughter of my parents. This thought squeezed me. Though i am not their daughter they showered equal love on me. This made me miss them more and more. Tears started rolling down and i cried and cried. Why are these callous things happening to me?

Its been an hour since i started crying.  I went to the mirror in the bathroom and looked at it. My eyes were red with tears. My face became pink. I opened the tap and splashed some water on my face, took a towel, cleaned my face and then came out. I got down the stairs. The hall looked messy. Max and Cullen were in their room. Granny never comes outof her room except for eating. Then who must have made it messy? I got down and on the table there were some papers. Like some sketch works. Who have kept them here? I looked around and that messy room bothered me. I tried cleaning the hall but it went in vain. I took those drawings to my room. I sat on the bed with those drawings in my front. I scattered those drawings around me and started examining them.

The first one was a drawing of a lady or girl or something... she was sleeping on a bed feeling uncomfortable. It looked like an operation bed.

Its usual that people on operation beds feel low and uncomfortable. Does it make any sense drawing such a diagram.?

My next focus went to an unclear drawing. The drawing looked clumsy and unclear.

It is the drawing of a man. He was doing something turning to the other side. He might be browsing something  on the net. The name was unclear but.. its something like 'Doty'. I havent heard of this name before. There was a small table beside and no traces of what it was.

Moving to the next one. It was a drawing of an outhouse

This sketch made some sense. This looked as same as our outhouse. But it was opened. Why should anyone draw an outhouse? Is there any link between these three sketches? If so.. What could it be?

The last one was a picture of a girl. A small girl with a doll in her hand. The dool... looked similar. It was the one i saw while playing hide and seek and the same one i saw with Cullen.. she named it rosey. Did Cullen name it or she knew its name?

Its a lot confusing. Is there any relation between these sketches? The girl on operation bed, a man doing something in his computer browsing something called Doyt.. our outhouse and finally the girl with rosey.. does these all link together? What is this all for? Why are these drawings for? Are they drawn casually or is there any kind of hint or clue or something? If it is a hint, what is it for? What do i need to trace from it? Getting dreams is'nt enough rubbish for me? Is this new headache needed? What do i have to do with these? First of all Who might have drawn these sketches? Did Cullen do it? No..there is no chance of her drawing. She is very poor in drawing. Even colouring is a hard nut to crack for her. How could she draw then? There is no chance for max to draw. Granny...?? Can be taken outof list. Then who could it be? Fine. Let me throw this shit outof my brain. I folded those drawings and kept them in my cupboard. While closing.. something stopped me doing it. Something in the shelf caught my attention. It was a dress.. a small kids dress. It was the same one i saw in the letter. I havent seen it before in my cupboard. How can it be here all of a sudden? I tried holding it.. but it suddenly disappeared. What? Its gone.?? I saw it just then and now its gone. What the shit. Hmmm... its ok. Such things became common with me since i was here. I was completely in a depressed mood and dont want to bother myself much. So keeping all this aside, i sat on my bed and starting thinking about the letter again. My parents... that thought isnt letting me be pleasant. It is making me unable to concentrate on anything i do or want to do. I sat idle for an hour again thinking and worrying about it.

All of a sudden the lights got off. After a few minuites....

Thud.. thud..

Someone is banging my door. I went to open it. It was about 7pm. It was Max on the other side. He is holding a candle. He seemed nervous. " Windey.. Cullen..Cullen isnt in the house."he said. "What? Cullen isnt here? Did you search the entire house?" I asked. "I searched almost everywhere in the house, but couldn't find her. Help me in searching her Windey." Max said. "Yeah.. did you search on the terrace?" I asked. "No" he said. "Come then. Lets go up." I said and we started through our corridor. Ours is a big terrace. Very big truely speaking. The way to the terrace was very dark. It would have been better if i had taken a candle with me. Max's candle isnt enough to enlighten the whole area.

We came to the stairs. There were portraits hanging by the stairs. I have never gone to the terrace. So my focus went fullon to the portraits. But i couldnt get a clear view because of the dim candle light. One stair left to the terrace. Suddenly a foul smell covered the way. I and Max couldnt tolerate it. We closed our nose and suddenly..someone ran at the end of the stair. Someone.. it went so fast that we couldnt guess what it was. We ran up to the terrace and looked to the left and right but there was none. We went forth making our fearful steps. "Cullen..Cullen" it is all what we are sounding. We couldnt apart since we were with a single candle. So we are searching together. Suddenly we could feel something. Something strange. We looked to the end of the terrace. What we saw horrified us. Cullen was walking on the wall of the terrace. She is holding the doll in her hand. She wasnt even bothering on what she was walking. She was just walking and dancing on the edge of the wall. We ran towards her shouting "Cullen..get down". She seemed less bothered of us. She didnt even respond. I got to her, hugged her and brought her down the wall. She was looking down. "Cullen..are you mad? Arent you aware of what you are doing? Dont you know that you will fall down? " Max started shouting. But she didnt raise her head, didnt talk a word. She suddenly felt unconscious and dropped to the ground. We brought her down and laid her on her bed. I took the doll from her hand, told Max to take care of her and i came down the stairs. I went to the lawn and threw it down and burnt it. I went up. Max was coming out of the room. "Is she alright Max?" I asked. "Yeah..hope so. Its better if both of us stay along with her." He said. "Yeah. Think she didnt eat. She might getup sometime and ask for food. Didn't Uncle Jake bring us something? " i asked. "No. Think he is still outof station. Dont worry. I will bring something to eat." Max said. He took some money from the granny's room and went out.