I picked up Aya, and we rode the car eagerly.
"so tell me what do we need to do again ?"
She asked in confusion."we need to go search every room in the French section to find Mars' body. He needs to find rest."
She nodded understandingly, and we stayed in silence after.20 Minutes Later :
We arrived in front of Notre Dame's French section's gates, and we entered.
I didn't want to waste any more moment in doing nothing, so I just dragged Aya with me until we were at the third floor."come on, Aya. Time to search."
She nodded, and we started walking through the corridors, checking every room we get to enter.I called Rajwan's FaceTime, and he answered after a few rings.
A lot of time passed by, and we still didn't find anything.I was talking about random things with Rajwan and Aya , walking quickly as we did so, trying to break the awkward silence, when we passed someone.
Dark hair, deep dark eyes, and wearing a black shirt, black jeans, and black converse.
Luckily he was white.We were walking in a very high pace by that moment. He was walking the other way, and when our arms brushed against each other, he looked into my eyes, and I did the same.
Anger.
Hatred.
That's all I saw.He looked kinda familiar though.
I stopped for a second, expecting an apology, but nothing came out of him. He was just glaring at me. Hard.
"Adelle, we have to get going."
Aya said, dragging me away."Adelle, what was that ?"
My brother's voice echoed through my phone, sending me back into consciousness.
"I..don't know."I said, shocked a little.
When we reached the bathrooms on the third floor, I saw something white passing by, but luckily, I was able to take a good picture of it.Brown hair tied into a high braid. Tall and slender figure. English section school uniform.
But, the figure wasn't real.
It was a ghost.I would've recognized that face anywhere, however It took me a while before I realized who it was.
"Mariam..?"
Aya stopped, looking at me, shocked and confused.
"what ?"Rajwan asked, and I raised the phone high enough to take a clear picture of my and Aya's face.
His green eyes shone back to me, and I could tell he was worried.
"What was that ? Who's Mariam ?"He asked eagerly, and I shook my head.
"I..listen, Rajwan. I'm gonna find Mars by myself, I have Aya with me so you don't even have to worry. I'll hang up, okay ?""What did I say..? I'm sorry, okay ? Don't hang up-"
He was getting frightened, but I couldn't let him know.
I didn't want to hear his apology, and I lowered the phone so I can see the red screen button.I hung up after.
That's when I was completely sure that Notre Dame was haunted.
I couldn't let him know that it was the ghost of my dead friend who was walking around the school, haunting it.
To Be Continued..
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Mystery / ThrillerThis is how I imagined my (rather perfect) life when I was writing The Exhausting Journey. Adelle Macron has it all. Perfect looks, perfect family, perfect lifestyle. Or so what everyone thought. Adelle was forced to go to her former elementary sch...