The Possessed

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Derek wasn't usually one to believe in the supernatural or to obsess over girls but this was different. Several years before, he and Thomas had learned Morse code from watching YouTube and reading articles online. Over the years, it was something they'd become quite good at; they'd use it to talk in class without getting caught and cheat on exams. When Thomas moved schools a year before, Derek had stopped using it.

The thing was, he was pretty sure that a girl like Clarice had no interest in learning Morse code. He knew she wasn't a total prat as he'd spotted her reading quite advanced books multiple times at school but she just didn't seem like someone who would commit to learning what was, essentially, another language. Of course, it could just be one big joke. That wasn't entirely unbelievable, especially since her best friend was Jacquie Oneran, the biggest prat of them all. They could have choreographed this whole thing but why him?

As much as Derek didn't like Jacquie, Clarice or any of their friends, he liked to believe that it wasn't a stitch up. That was where the supernatural came into things. The phrase that Clarice had been tapping was 'I am the Possessed'. That was a little bit freaky to be a coincidence.

It was incredibly far-fetched but Derek still felt it necessary to do what was probably the craziest thing he'd ever done.

***

The upbeat tune of her ring tone startled Clarice from her nightmare. With a sigh and a moan, she lent over and held the phone against her ear.

"Hello?"

"Ummm, hi. Look, I'm not going to tell you who I am because you will probably hang up so just bear with me."

"Not telling me who you are just makes me more likely to hang up."