~Present~
I tap my leg impatiently, watching the scenery go by, wishing we could get there already. Besides, I keep feeling Melody's white eyes boring into me, as if seeing into my soul. She might as well be, being a Spirit Walker, and I had walked the edge of spirits, so it would make sense leftover residue is hanging around me.
I spare her a glance, and she looks away, blushing in embarrassment. I find a small smile creeping on. She's only a young girl after all, and to be burdened by the weight of all those angry spirits…It's no wonder she's soft spoken, cautious.
"S-sorry..." Melody whispers, looking away. Its clear she has self esteem issues, probably because of angry spirits taking it out on her for what her grandmother did. Mom's friend….
I smile to her, tilting my head to the side. "It's okay, Melody. It must be strange to actually meet me, huh? after hearing what you have about me." After all, she told me about what Misty did, passing my story along, waiting for this day. I will always be thankful to her for that.
The young girl nods, looking at me again. "The spirits were really mean, and they keep getting meaner to me and the townspeople."
I nod, as she had told me of the things they had been up to. I sigh again, already seeing it in my head. Though I can see it happening in the town I remember which I doubt it still looks like that. Time does things to any place after all. Technology progresses after all. "I'll make them stop. I promise. They won't hurt you again." I look back outside, but I don't miss her smile coming on slowly.
"Thank you, Jaylee."
Shortly after, we move from the train to a bus, which takes a bit of bribery to get him to take up anywhere near Waterville. It seems what is going on has even travelers freaked out.
After we take our seats, I ask those sitting around Melody and myself, what is going on, why they are so afraid. Doing so under the tense I'm going there to visit my 'Grandmother's' grave, and am confused why people are afraid of the place.
A whole mess of answers come, in quite a rush, from nearly everyone.
"Crazy darkness!"
"You get covered with random things, from head to toe, without warning!"
People are sent flying without explanation all the time!"
"Hair is dyed and cut when it's least expected! As well as getting stripped!"
"Jump scares!"
"Flying chickens!"
"Freak weather out of nowhere!"
"People going stark raving mad in the streets!"
I can only blink, taking it all in, heading swiveling side to side with each new statement, shock clear in my eyes. "Umm...okay." I try to remember them all, but its not working the best, there just being too many for me to keep up with in the long run.
I listen the best I can, and file the knowledge to the side for later use. Though I will admit, some of those things sound really far fetched.
We arrive in the nearest town to Waterville, the bus not going near there. As we get out, it's very clear why. First, there is the really strong wind, kicking up dust into our eyes, leaving me shielding my eyes and holding back my hair. Melody isn't doing much better. We turn and my jaw nearly drops, if it wasn't for the flying dirt, it would be. The entire town, is covered in a thick blanket of darkness, dark as night itself, and it seems to be pulsing. As if slowly growing even larger.
"Well, shit."
Sorry for the shortness here as well. Its a trend of mine I am trying to make an end come to, as it bothers me as well. I hope I can continue in further chapters with more length. Again, many apologizes.
