Connected

Chapter 2: What I'm to do

"I sleep without peace.

I awake to lie.

I smile at sadness.

And so have I met death."

              Did she just willingly entrust herself to a complete stranger? Uh-huh. Well, this is a first. Leah contemplated stealing a look at Jacob.

             The lights coming from the brick buildings they were passing reflected a dignified glow on his face. No, he couldn't be possibly evil, Leah reasoned with herself remembering how he first appeared to her looking kind and willing to help.  However, she can't shake off that proven to be true warning of old, "Don't judge a book by its cover."           

"Jacob." Leah said using his name out loud for the first time thinking that by doing it some kind of reassurance would come to her. "Can I ask you something?"

"Fire away." Jacob welcomed without hesitation.

"Jacob, what am I?" Leah asked without preamble.

She knew her question sounded silly because what does she even mean by it. But she has to ask, something happened to her she is sure of it. And she has a feeling Jacob knows something.

"Clearly this is not entirely me. I know something happened to me before I regained my consciousness at the crash site because if I pinch myself," she said demonstrating, "I can't feel any reaction from my body."

Putting her hand down, "It's strange, bizarre. It irritates me," she expressed with annoyance, "because my mind keeps on functioning in the supposed sense of my body, but I can't feel what I ought to be feeling and it deeply unsettles me."

"Ah the adjustment period," Jacob mused.

"Adjustment?!" Leah echoed. His response provoking a well of anxiety.

"Leah, you are now what we call a soul," Jacob said addressing her current situation. "After your accident, your consciousness has separated itself from your physical body that now you're in the world of in-between."

"Wait," Leah felt like her brain cells have just been juggled fiercely that she found it hard to concentrate on the coherence of what is being explained. "Say that again?"

Not minding Jacob repeated, "You are a soul, Leah."

"And what exactly is that?" Leah wanted to get the facts right one by one in a slow manner so as to digest it properly. Simply because what is happening right now is without a doubt implausible to the sensible mind.

"A soul is the being of the unseen life accumulated by the body. A spiritual composition which reflects the collection of emotions, mind, and heart of an individual.

             And this soul had been disconnected from your physical shell which explains why you can't feel anything from your body because you're not in it." Jacob expounded.

"But how did I came out from my body?"

"The reasons vary from case to case, but I think for your situation it's because," he stopped and took a long hard glance at Leah, "you've been wanting to be free for a long time now and the minute you saw an opportunity you sprang out."

"What?" Leah exclaimed incredulously. "I did this to myself?"

"Maybe not consciously." Jacob shrugged. "True desires are realized best when a person is at their lowest."

              When he said those words, a memory immediately hit Leah of how she was wanting to run away after seeing Adam and disappear forever. Oh no, is this what that was? Is this really happening because of that?