Fletcher was trying to figure out why out of this mess. Which point he had no idea; then everything went dark again. But it only lasted like a second or two. The bright light came on, all of them were in a house of some kind. Heard voices coming from inside the house. "You been smoking again." The other voice sounds like another female having an argument of some kind. "No. I haven't." "You never sleep anymore." That voice it sounded like Rachel. He walks into the direction it's coming from. He sees the kitchen; someone was sitting down by a glass table. The other was a woman with dark hair; wearing blue scrub either the lady was a doctor or nurse. Could feel the others following him to get better look. They saw who was sitting down it was Rachel at the table. But who was she talking with. Looking at the lady again; was she Rachel mother.
Then she was on her knees in front of Rachel; gripping both of her hands with her own. Then she started to pray; but Rachel was getting irritated with her. "Please, just talk to me. Know talk with me. Tell me what's going on with me. What's inside me." Fletcher was confused by that. Knott's said, "What's inside me?" That was confusing to everyone. Fletcher was trying to understand what was going on. He could see that Rachel eyes were changing from normal to black. He saw black smoking coming from her back. Something like a shadow shove her mom back. The woman looked afraid of her own daughter. She was too afraid to even move. "I'm sorry, Mom. I gotta go." She was back on her feet. "No. Rachel?! Come back here. I'm sorry." Rachel got up was running out of the house trying to get far away from her own mother.
The other won't sure what to make of what they just saw. You could almost feel bad for the kid; she just wanted to have a talk with her own mother. But the woman was praying way too much. Like she couldn't have a conversation with own child. What was going on here? Wait a minute. "Do you all remember back at the Manor? When Rachel were glowing bright red? The black smoke or cloud that came out of her back. Rachel different from all of us." Fletcher couldn't believe why he hadn't noticed earlier. The all were now wondering just who this kid was. He could see the woman was getting up. She was looking down taking deep breathe. She was getting her purse, her coat and car keys. Looking at the expression on her face. She looked very heartbroken and almost in tears.
Fletcher could feel the whole day going by like in fast motion. He could see it was afternoon; but why did it stop here all of the suddenly. He could hear the front door opening up. That's when he noticed that Rachel just walked in. Her hood was covering up her hair and her face. Then she pulls her hood down, looking around for her mom. Fletcher was looking to where she was looking at. Her mom had walk in the kitchen. But there was something off; he had a bad feeling inside his gut. He saw a man dressed in all black clothes. He was bald; looked very bad news. You see the fear in the mothers eyes. Rachel was standing right by the glass table. She don't understand what was going on here. They were just as confused as she was. He now had a gun to the back of her head. Rachel was watching helpless, she couldn't move a muscle.
"There's good inside you. I can-" A shot was fired behind the back of her head. The other team members were shocked by when they saw that.
Fletcher couldn't believe that the man just killed a woman in front of her only daughter.
They all saw the look on Rachel face; they all felt their hearts broken again just like with the boy. Now they notice something else happening. Rachel eyes and her face were changing right in front of them. Her face was pure white, black eyes and black vines were covering her up. She let out a loud heartbroken scream so loud. That the lights were going on and off. The glass table was showing scratches and was starting to break. Then a black shadow came out of her threw the bad man up against the wall. She run out of the house; looking at the lady who had just now lost her life. They saw the hole through her forehead. The kitchen floor was covered in blood and brains. Evanna had tears falling down her face. Fletcher did wanna cry but now wasn't the time for tears.
Saw it the black bird was flying upwards some stairs, he was letting curiosity get to him. There was a lot of unanswered questions going through his mind. But he had know why was Rachel or the black bird showing him those memories. Why were so important that he and his whole team were being forced to watch what just occurred. He was running up the stairs, he saw one door opening up. While the other door was closed had pictures of god. There were a lot of crucifixes and two steel lock place on the door. He touched them, he hope that this wasn't whose bedroom he thought it was. But he went inside of the open bedroom instead. He took off his police helmet and was looking around the room.
He saw the wine bottle, wine glass and the bottles of prescription pills. Walking out of that bedroom as fast as he could. The other bedroom door was opening up by itself. Fletcher was thinking about not going inside the room at first. But then he just had to know the truth about Rachel. There was something bugging him about this whole thing. He walked inside the bedroom was looking around the room. He could see that this was Rachel bedroom. He couldn't hold back his tears anymore. His heart broke for Rachel terrible tragedy that a young girl had to see.