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"I think I may know how this is happening, Cas." Thomas has all of my attention. He's flipping through some old book that smells of mothballs and must. "So, we know that Anna's mother killed her and cursed her. I mean, we saw Anna's whole murder. We saw…the floor suck her up. But maybe her mother didn't create this portal in Anna's house. Maybe she just manipulated it."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, maybe the portal already existed there. Almost like the veil between Hell and our world is really thin at Anna's house. Almost like the plot of land was already cursed before Anna and her mother even moved here. All Anna's mother did was join Anna's soul to the curse."
"How exactly does that describe why this is happening?"
"Well, not 'why' it's happening, but 'how'. I mean, let's say you really are hearing Anna. If the veil in that location is so thin, you might be able to have…I don't know. Experiences? Vibes? It would explain why all of the people Anna killed continued to be there even after they'd all died. Because this is almost like…Limbo. I mean, Limbo is the edge of Hell in almost any mythology. Anna's house is kind of like the gateway to Hell. But when the house was destroyed, that's when all of the ghosts and Anna disappeared. With no more house, there'd be no more Limbo. Therefore, no more cage for them to be trapped in.
"Even though the house is no longer there, it's not exactly the building that made the gateway, but the land. The dirt, the grass, the air; that whole plot is probably what's making you hear her."
"But why wouldn't she hear me? I mean, I was talking to her, Thomas. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Why wouldn't she hear me then?"
"You said that Hell was really loud when you were down there trying to get her back the first time, right?" I nod. "Well, maybe it's the same still. Maybe she can't hear you because it's too loud where she is."
"But after the Obeahman was destroyed, she went to Heaven, Thomas. When it let her go, it wasn't loud there."
Thomas rakes a hand through his hair and I know that he's just as stumped as I am. Neither of us knows what's going on, but I won't let it stay that way. I grab my coat off the couch and head for the door. I'm going to the only place I seem to find answers anymore; the land with the missing house.