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Chapter Seven: The Accident

When Chloe reached the site she saw a car pulled off to the side in a ditch presumably the one the girl spoke of. Then a man and a woman approached her as she stood at the edge of the forest.

They stared at Chloe and the women burst into tears. "Honey, look at her shine. She's our angel isn't she?"

The fatherly figure bent down to his daughter and scooped her up in his arms.

When Chloe seemed confused the father handed his daughter to his wife and told her to go wait to the side.

"If you know where we are, I can can 911."

"That would be great. What's your name?"

"Chloe." she said as she pulled out her cell phone.

Before Chloe called the cops she asked why they hadn't called. The man laughed. He knew exactly what was going on.

"Miss Chloe, I'd like for you to help us."

"I will." she said with a smile.

"Come this way."

They crossed the street and reached the car. When Chloe looked in she saw two bodies in the front.

"W-We g-g-got to get th-them out!" she said in panic.

"Miss Chloe look a bit closer."

"They could be dying!" she yelled as she slid down the ditch and reached for the door.

"They aren't alive."

"How would you know?" she yelled furiously. Her hands shook as she peered into the car and saw a smaller body in the back seat.

"Chloe." he said sternly.

As Chloe looked through the shattered glass of the window she focused on the bodies. The dead bodies. The man's head that was drenched in red seemed familiar. She glanced at the man standing behind her. The same man.

"W-W-What?" she stammered.

"We're dead." he said flatly with distaste in his voice. He aggressively turned away from the car.

"I-Is this some kind of joke?"

"No, of course not Miss Chloe."

Chloe stood up and marched towards the man. Her hands reached for him in anger but went through him.

She yelped and stumbled backwards. "W-Why?"

"We're dead. I don't know why you can see us but you can. Can you please call 911 now?"

Chloe began panicking.

God, it was just like what happened to Liz. Was Liz dead too?

"I'm dreaming." she said under her breath.

"You aren't. Please Chloe. Call the police so they can find our bodies!"

The man, no, ghost was mad. Chloe was too afraid to call. She stood frozen. How could she see things like ghosts? Before her was a real body and a transparent man. Chloe forced a blinking motion but no matter what wouldn't awake to a world different than her current nightmare.

Her breathing increased and her body went numb. A cold sweat dripped down her spine sending shivers across her body.

Suddenly the man before her was gone. An inhuman groan echoed from the broken car.

Chloe slowly turned to the ear splitting cries. She shrieked and climbed back up the ditch. The bloodied body crawled out of the car. Half his body had gone numb from the crash and only moans of agony rung closer to Chloe. She backed up and bumped into a large body of flesh. She dashed away but the body had a tight grip on both her wrists. She kicked him and as she heard an 'Omph' she clawed at the creature's face. He cried out in pain and his grip tightened.

"Chloe it's Derek!" he growled.

Chloe's heart slowed for a moment. Her eyes gleamed with oncoming tears. She relaxed her arms and leaned into Derek's chest. Derek let her go and she quickly wrapped her arms around him reassuring herself that he was real. She sighed comfortably and nuzzled into his shirt.

As much as Derek enjoyed playing hero he had to quickly defuse the situation. He explained to her that her fear had sent the ghosts back into their shell of a body and to release them. After persistent refusal and bickering she understood and attempted to release the soul. She sat with Derek as he placed his large hands over Chloe's to keep her calm.

The man had trouble climbing up the ditch but his cries were so noticeable that saving him seemed unimaginable.

After releasing the soul of the man, his ghost reappeared and apologized for scaring her to the point where she raised him.

"I'm so sorry. You shouldn't apologize. I really didn't mean to." Chloe said in a cracking voice.

Chloe called 911 and left the scene for the police to handle.

Derek led her back and she stayed silent. It was obvious that she wanted to ask Derek questions but none of them would leave her mouth. Derek stopped in his tracks and evaluated Chloe. She looked up to him weakly on the verge of tears.

"Am I crazy?" she whispered.

"Chloe, you aren't." He told her in the most soothing voice possible. "Probably." he added too quietly for her to hear.

"What happened? Could you see them too?"

"The body?"

"No, the ghost."

"No. You're what the supernatural world call a 'necromancer'. They are rare so running into them is low. It's hereditary and-."

"H-How-"

"Do I know? I'm a supernatural too. Much more rare than your type but-."

"So before, when you showed me that on the computer-"

"I was trying to help. Not scare you."

Chloe wanted more but couldn't place her anger with anxiety. Derek felt a sudden tug in his arm and found Chloe unconscious. He sighed and mumbled, "I knew you would break soon. Someone as skittish as you,"

Derek picked her up and carried her to the infirmary where awaited.


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