Chapter 10

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"I'm sorry, Maddy. I just had to do this."

Who was that? Why would she say sorry? Did we ever met? Is she a friend? Then I opened my eyes. I was at the hospital. I saw Monique crying beside me. I saw the doctor and two nurses looking at me, surprised; but relieved at the same time. It has been months since then. I'm still trying to adapt towards my surroundings; my current life. But it's hard. I feel awkward with myself. Everything I used to do in the past; seemed new. Like I never done them before. Is that who I was? Is that the things I loved doing in the past? I don't know. The only thing I remembered was Monique's face. I looked outside my room's window, I saw people walking around the neighbourhood. Who are these people? Have they been living here before? I feel confused. My memories seems blurry.

Across the street, I saw an old lady, looking at my direction. Her face seemed....familiar. Did she knows me? Have we met before? Suddenly she was gone. Who is she? I sat on my bed. Monique did told me that I can see paranormal beings; since I was little. Is the old lady one of them? Maybe. The only thing I'm concerned was she looked like she knew me.
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Today John asked Monique if he could bring me along with him. He is going to meet that man, Jacob Peterson at his house. They're gonna discuss about his case. I don't know why he brought me along, but I felt like I want to be there too. We arrived at his house. Wait..I knew this..place. My eyes locked on the house. Have I been here? Thoughts full in my mind. Or rather one of my forgotten memories? "Maddy, are you okay?" John tapped my shoulder. "Yeah." I answered. We went inside; my heart stopped. I've been here! A man walked towards us and said hi to John. After that, John introduced me to him. "I'm Jacob." He extended his hand to shake mine. Then the three of us sat down.

"So you told me before you got some clues on this case?" John started the conversation. "Yes. I also have been suspecting someone." Jacob replied. "Is it someone you knew?" John furrowed his brow in confusion. "I still don't have any solid proof yet. But I think it's my uncle, Benjamin." A look of surprise crossed John's face. Jacob clenched his jaws. I could see anger on his eyes. "2 years ago, an old man from this neighbourhood told me that he saw a man came to my house few days before the murder. Then on the day of the incident, he saw the same man again; with two other guys." Jacob then continued, "Benjamin has always been on bad terms with my dad. When my grandfather gave the company to my dad on his will, he was furious. He left the house and never came back. That was the last time I saw him. I was still little at that time." He looked down; seemed sad. "What made you sure that it was him?" John then asked. "After what the old man told me about the guy he saw, I searched for the guy. The information that I got somehow all connected to my uncle. I spent almost two years looking for him . So I need your help."
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John
"So, how was it? The case?" Monique asked me when we arrived back. I just sat on the couch and scratch my head; frustrated. Maddy went to her room to get some rest. "John.." Monique approached me. Probably worried after seeing me like that. "I think it was not a robbery. Victim was murdered, probably out of revenge." I told Monique. She covered her mouth, shocked. After a moment of silence, she asked me, "About Maddy...Did she really knew this Jacob Peterson..?" I turned my head to look at her. "I don't think so. She looked like she has never met him before.." I thought I could find out something by bringing Maddy along. But during my conversation with Jacob earlier, she just kept quiet the whole time. I don't think they even met each other before, not even once.

Maddy
I jumped on my bed, exhausted. Who was that guy? Jacob Peterson. I knew his name sounded familiar to me but I did not recognized him at all. Hearing his name made my heart ache. But seeing him..I don't know. Why is that? What is this feelings?

Then I heard a noise. "Monique..?" I get up from my bed to open the door. Suddenly my room blacked out. "Found you." A voice spoke behind me. I turned around. A woman; a bit tall and skinny, wearing all black. Her face is pale as white, no eyes...Wait..I saw her before! When was that? I heard my heart pounding, I shuddered with fear. What is this eerie feeling? Slowly she walked towards me; step by step. I'm scared. I reached the door knob to get out, but she came at me as quick as lightning and attacked me. "Mo..Monique!" I tried to scream. I can't breathe! "There is no use, child. I came to take back what is mine." I used my hand to reach the table beside me, and shoved the pile of books there. Somebody..help me!

Monique
I heard a loud thud upstairs. "Did you heard that?" I looked at John who was beside me. He was shocked as well.  "Maddy?" No answer. I felt uneasy. John and I headed towards Maddy's room upstairs. The door was locked. "Honey? Is everything okay?" I knocked the door, but she did not opened it. Then I heard another thud. I looked at John. "John!" I tried to open the door. Then John tried to smash it. We finally opened it and saw someone held onto Maddy's neck. She turned around; she's not a human! John pointed his gun, "Let her go!" She screamed at us and laughed. Dark grin etched on her face. Then she was gone. I ran towards Maddy, "Honey, are you okay?" She was trembling in fear. I hugged her to calm her down. What was that? What did she wants?
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I slept in aunt Monique's room because of the incident last night. John also slept in our house; at the living room. He worried about us, thought that "thing" might come again. Who was that woman? What is she? She told me that I took something from her. Did I..? My hands is still shaking. I'm terrified. If she comes again...What should I do..? I need to get some fresh air. This room just made me think about last night.

I went outside to take a walk. While I was wandering around, I saw the old lady from the other day. She was..staring at me. Feeling uneasy, I turned around to went back to our house. Suddenly, the old lady appeared in front of me. Startled, I retreated few steps away from her. She held onto my hand to stop me and stared at me again. Then she went closer to me,

"Dear, you don't belong here; in this world. You must go back. Or the demon will keep on coming to you."

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