Reconnecting

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It was just another ordinary day. The sun was shining and the weather was comfortably warm. 

Since it was my first day at the university, I was very nervous but that was also good for me. I was able to focus on something besides my nightmares and fears. I was so preoccupied with worrying about how I would do in my classes that it seemed to keep at bay the dread that usually followed me where ever I went. 

Walking nervously around the university, I was trying to find my way to the first lecture, but I seemed to be completely lost. 

Suddenly, there was a girl in front of me, and the first thing I noticed about her was her eyes. They say that the eyes are the mirror of the person's soul and I felt as if I knew that soul. Like meeting a friend I hadn't seen for years, only it seemed that it was a friend I hadn't seen for far longer than that. It took me only a second to start remembering. 

At first, all that came to me were confusing flashes that I couldn't properly understand. Me, laughing with my friend. My friend with emptiness in her eyes. They were all jumbled up, so much so, that they frightened me. 

At first, I thought that I was having a déjà vu, after that, I thought I was losing my mind. What made me realize that it was none of those things, was the girl standing in front of me. From her confused and terrified expression, I could see that the same thing was happening to her, as well. We just stood there our eyes glazed over as the memories of our past lives started flooding in. 

At first, it was bits and pieces, but after a few moments it was as if we were watching a movie, only it really did happen to us. I got to relive all the horror and pain I had felt. While that was happening, I thought it unfair. 

What had I done to deserve to go through that one more time? But then again, neither of us deserved the suffering we went through. However, the agony was necessary because it led us to revelation. 

It explained my whole life and all the strange things that were happening to me. Getting the answers to all the questions I had ever asked wasn't as satisfying as I thought it would be, but at least I got myself back. I could see that my friend was more worried than satisfied, but I was content to finally understand myself and my life fully.

"Well that was new," I said just because I needed to say something, to get some sense of normalcy. 

"Yes, that was unexpected. It's not how I thought my first university day would go," she answered. 

"Remember! Now that we know, we are in grave danger. The angel never said it, but I think that once we remembered everything, the demons and monsters could physically hurt us or even kill us." She added.

"Well, now we are better prepared than we were before, and we will not fall for their tricks again. Also, I think we are both capable of defending ourselves, much more so, than we were in our previous lives." I said. 

I couldn't help but contemplate how insignificant my previous worries seemed to me at that moment. Worrying about classes, fitting in, and adjusting to the university life seemed ridiculous compared to demons, Hell and all those larger than life issues. 

That morning, I thought that my life was finally getting some normalcy, and now there I was standing lost in the hallway, my head swarming with all the memories of a previous lifetime. 

It was true that we knew much more, but I wasn't sure what kind of rules applied in the land of the living and at that moment in time. I realized that it had been around one hundred years or more since my friend and I finished our previous lives in blood and struggle. 

To my mind, it felt as if it all had happened just a couple of days before that moment. It was so strange how the past life and the present life connected in one line and I couldn't really tell the difference between them clearly. 

"We should also have in mind that the Devil might be back," my friend interrupted my contemplation. 

"I didn't want to tell you at the time, but I didn't actually kill him in the sense that he was destroyed forever. His physical form was destroyed, but his essence was only imprisoned. Hopefully, he didn't find a way to escape, but it's better you know the whole truth. Even if he is not out, his servants will do everything they can to punish us for ruining their master's plans." My friend, whose name was now Theresa, said. 

From that day forward, Theresa and I tried to spend as much time together as we could because we were always on alert should the demons decide to attack. It was unusual to some people that we were such fast friends, but we didn't try to explain. 

What could we say? That we were best friends in a past life, and that the same friendship reconnected us in the new life. Also, to casually mention that we were afraid of potential demon attacks. They would think we were crazy. So we just pretended it was because we had similar interests, and sense of humor. 

In secret, we debated why the demons hadn't attacked us that first day or soon after, and we came to the conclusion that they wanted to torture us. They wanted to infuse every day with the fear of being devoured by them. Even though the demons and monsters didn't attack, strange things kept happening around us. 

Ravens seemed to take a permanent residence on the trees in front of our university. They were even more agitated when they saw the two of us. We tried to pretend it didn't bother us, but we felt as if we were being hunted. 

There were other small things that kept happening when we were alone in our houses. My friend felt a frightening presence and her cat kept staring at it although my friend couldn't see what it was. Different things happened to me; I had a lot of experiences of unexplained noises and nightmares that continued when I awoke in the middle of the night. 

Finally, we decided that if nothing happened we would take things into our own hands. Something did happen. Something bad happened, but at least the waiting had ended.  

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