We all went to bed around 10. It had just begun to rain when I heard the screeching again. Actually it was a bit cliché. The rain and screeching seemed as if it belonged in a horror film that was poorly made instead of in real life.
I pulled the ghost through again, barley trying and she began to materialize. Just like the night before. She smiled at me, a harsh smile. I shifted my weight from side to side. What do I say?
"Well, little Necro we meet again." I glared at her. "Don't look at me like that." She teased her voice harsh. I took time trying to steady my words. "What do you want this time?" I asked folding my arms across my chest so she couldn't see how badly they were shaking.
"Well, wouldn't you want to talk to someone who could here you every once in a while?" I looked at her carefully. "Anyway I can see it in your eyes you have a question, that only I can awnser." She looked at me and she was right. I'd been hoping for this all day.
"How did you die?" "I was murdered you stupid twit! Isn't it obviouse?" I looked at her more carefully this time and it was true. She was bruised, burned, and cut. I don't know how I didn't notice it before but it was all there. Plain as day.
"You have another question?" She asked waving her hands impatiently. 'Yeah a couple…" "Then ask them already!" "Who murdered you?" I asked because I was truly curious . "The Edison Group if that isn't obvious."
I narrowed my eyes but kept going. "Were you an experiment?" "Yes, I was a willing subject." Again with the willing subject crap. "Are you a witch?" "No, I'm a telekinetic half demon. Or know a poltergeist. " She opened the door and shut it again giving me the proof I didn't ask for but wanted all the same.
"They killed you because you were a failure?" I guessed . "Yes. You're a smart little necro aren't you?" She said folding her arms across her chest. "I just have one more question." I said slowly. "What?" She snapped impatiently. I ignored it. "What did you mean last night when you said I'm nowhere near safe?"
She looked at me smirking a bit. "Just as I said you're still not safe. The Edison Group will hunt you down and kill you. You're a failure to. Along with your boyfriend, Derek right?" "He's not my boyfriend." I said trying to keep my tone light.
"Whatever." She was beginning to sound like Tori and a person can only take one Tori. "But the Edison Group has no idea where we are. So we are safe for this minute." 'For now." She said before beginning to fade away. "Bye little necro. Hope to see you again soon!" She was gone all traces of her appearance had vanished.
Derek knocked on the door a couple of times. I was so lost in thought I didn't realize it so he walked in. "Chloe? Chloe!" He started to shake me. "Huh?" I asked looking up at him. "Was it the ghost again?" "Uh huh." I said because my thoughts were still swallowed by what the ghost had said.
He said something but I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I had no idea what he was talking about. "Chloe, are you even listening to me?" I stared at him for a second then blinked. "Oh uh yeah sorry." He sighed but I seemed almost like a growl. He's in a chipper mood.
We sat in silence for a moment hearing the "pitter-patter" of the rain against the window and the roof. It was like a symphony. Finally I had to break the silence "Do you think we are really safe here?"I asked starring out the window absentmindedly.
I felt him sit at the edge of "my "bed. "For the most part." He grumbled. "Do you think we aren't?" I looked over at him. He was looking at me waiting for a reply. "I guess, it's just what the ghost said that's making me question it that's all."
"What'd it say?" I quickly relayed the interview session I had just had with my "visitor". He was quiet for a second. "I guess that is something we will have to look into." I nodded because I just had to find out.
