she knew nothing about the murderer hot on her trail. all she was left with was the whistling tune she heard on the day her life was supposed to end
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Act 2
1
acceptance
I couldn't bare look into the coffin.
It still feels so surreal. One second she was laughing with me about a stupid song we made up and the next she's lying in a white box lifeless.
You'll never understand this sort of pain till you've been through it. Hoping that maybe she could wake up and tell me everything was just one of her ridiculous pranks.
But that was not happening.
It was my turn to put the flower on top of her coffin.
The burial happens in 3 days.
"Danny... I miss you so much. Please come back. You're the only family I have." Looking through the glass in between us.
It's like the glass is what divides two realms. The dead and the living.
She looks so quiet and peaceful.
I would rather be in that coffin lifeless than have her in there. She means so much to me and it's killing me. But I remain strong because there is still justice that needs to be served.
As soon as I realize that she isn't waking up and I'm not gonna see her until it's my turn to face judgement, I sob and have a breakdown on top of her coffin.
"Danny—get up please." I was yelling and the people who were in the room looked at me in pure shock and pity.
"Who ever did this to you is gonna pay." I yell my heart out but it felt like it wasn't enough.
I want my words to reach the heavens where she is.
"Danny—Don—Don't leave me yet." My sobs were filled with anger and depression altogether.
"Nath it's okay." Atasha hugged me and I pivoted to enclose myself in her embrace.
She dragged me guiding me back to our seat as the next visitor went to see my sister.
"It's okay." Atasha wiped my tears with her soft hands.
"I'll get some water wait here." Atasha walked away to get water.
I felt so suffocated so I stood up and went out to the hallway.
I sat down and hugged my legs as I cried my heart out.
I cursed myself for not being there. For not knowing what happened. For not watching over her properly.
She was the sunlight in my life and right now I'm here left in the dark.
Suddenly I heard whistling.
The same whistling I heard on the day Danielle was murdered.
"Stop you coward and face me." I ran and chased after the tune as it distanced itself from me.
I twisted and turned as the melody did as well.
It took a few turns until the tune got really faint and I ended up in a room.
In the room where my sister's coffin is.
Dammit
The murderer is here.
I looked around but no unfamiliar face was seen.
"Nath where have you been?" Atasha said with a cup of water and ice on her left.
"I just needed some fresh air" I excused myself and walked my way to Lex.
Lex had to be here to guard the vigil and attend to any suspicious activity.
"Lex." I called him and he parted with a group of cops as he walked to me.
"What's up Nath?" He leaned on the wall and took a sip from his cup.
"The murderers here." The drink almost spilled out if his mouth as I told him.
"What do you mean?" He carefully placed his cup in the wooden table beside him to make sure it isn't spilling.
"I heard the same whistling I did during the murder." He listened intently his eyes locked on to mine.
"I tried chasing after the tune but it just led me back here." I turned around and examined the guests.
It's just our friends. Some of Danielle's friends and some of mine. The nuns of our old foster home were here too.
"I'll call some back up." He said as he dialed who ever he was calling.
