The fear of death is termed as Thanatophobia. Fearing the end of your existence can be so overwhelming that, many individuals have sought for all knowledge they can find about death. What happens when they die? How will they die? What's next after death? And the most asked question; when they are going to die?
These questions floated around in my mind, each having that chilling impact in my bones.
I thought of hysterically running out of the Cafe. I feared that, this is my end. Death is the mere absence of my life, I thought to myself just to compensate for my cowardliness. But what is the fate of the world if I'm gone and Gadiel is comes back.
I took in a deep breath.
She was at her post behind the counter. She still kept the facade going on, staring and smiling at me flirtatiously at any chance she got.
I took out my phone and called Jude. He was not answering. I called again.
A customer called her to the other side of the Cafe.
Jude did not answer. I stood there tapping my feet. I brushed my hands over my face. I wanted to believe that my eyes were just deceiving me. This is all a hallucination. But it wasn't.
I did think of the possibility that, the wraith, a cunning diabolical spirit as it is can change it's host, so that no one can easily notice it or capture it.
It can inhabit a body as long as it wants to, unless it wants to change the body it is inhabiting. This can be done once in a day.
This means the spirit inhabited her today, after leaving her father's body.
Just walk straight through that door, nothing will happen. That's what Jude will say. After all the wraith won't show it's true form in front of everyone.
I stood up, and took a deep breath. I walked up to the door, pretending to be on the phone. Jude did not pick for the third time.
My legs were heavy each step I took. The reverberation of my hearbeat was in a morbid rythmn with my steps.
I finally slit out of the Cafe. Slipping through the hands of death.
I quickly rushed to the road side and got into a taxi, just in time to convey my frightened life to the motel.
As I sat in the moving taxi, I stared back at the Cafe. I realized I forgot the phone number on the table.
At the motel, I was shocked to find Jude in the motel, searching through our bags.
"Hey what's wrong?" I asked.
"I lost the bottle." He answered as he was still bent over the bags.
"How?" I asked.
"It broke, okay?" He said, defensively.
"Did you meet a girl?" I asked and gave him that accusing glare in my eyes. I sat on the bed and kept my gaze at him.
"Why would you even say that?" He said, folding a shirt and tossing it into the bag.
I sighed, and laid on my back on the bed.
Still avoiding my gaze, he started giggling.
I placed my hand over my face.
"Oh God, tell you didn't." I said.
"Dude! You should have seen her body." He said with all the excitement in his eyes. "I figured you're seeing a girl so I didn't want to be left out." He laughed.
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Mystery / ThrillerNev's whole life has been preparing him to stop the return of the man that killed his mother when he was only a baby. Solving the mysteries of his existence and his supposed vendetta, he learns to take a second look at every step he takes. He goes a...
