In the halls of Harvard

A/N: sorry. sorry. sorry for updating so late. sorry -_-;;;;










"But what about the other petal? It has 'Death' on it..." asked Tristan

"Well, I'm not sure... Is Rory Dugrey a great of you, Tristan?"

"Yeah, I remembered Grandfather telling me something about that guy... He was probably three greats..."

"Then maybe that woman is gonna kill Tristan..." Rory said quietly, playing with her hair

"That is possible... Tristan, I think I should change your room. You can take Paris' while Paris take yours"

"No. No no no no no no no."

"And why is your answer no Tristan?"

"I refuse to leave Rory with Paris"

"Ah, and why?"

"I can take care of myself Tristan, thank you very much" huffed Rory

"Yeah, whatever, but I still refuse to do so,"

"Tristan, I'm doing this for your own good"

"Yeah Tristan, for mine too"

"Rory..." pleaded Tristan, hurt by her words

"I support your decision one hundred percent, Sir!"

"Well. I cannot force Tristan, Rory. It's not right for me to force him."

Rory slumped in her seat and sulked. She knew that the Professor will not change his mind. Tristan grinned happily at the Professor then turned to look at Rory. His smile faded when he saw her sulking.

"I think you better go now," the Professor said, looking at the two glum faces







Rory stalked off to her room, ignoring Tristan. Tristan closed the door behind him, then ran after Rory,

"Rory... please..."

Rory ignored Tristan pleads and opened the door. A strong gust of wind startled her, the ghost was floating, staring at the front door. She lifted up her arms, then out flew hundred of black petals, they whirled around the room then out of the window. The woman opened her mouth, rolled back her eyes and started foaming black blood. Her hair flew out behind her. The woman was slowly turned into a horizontal position. She lay in the air, her blood spewing out of her mouth and dropped unto the floor. Suddenly the woman started jerking and screaming shrilly, the door closed behind Rory. Tristan pounded the door from outside, but it was locked.

There were tears flowing down the woman's pale cheeks. She was crying and screaming at the same time while her body jerked. Her clothes were ripped away by some unknown object. And there she was, lying in the air, screaming and crying as she jerked. It looked that somebody was pounding inside her. Rory didnt know. She cannot see anything else other than her and the ghost.
Then she saw a long stream of blood coming out of the woman's vagina. She gasped, that woman was getting raped by somebody. The woman stopped screaming and whispered hoarsely, "Please stop Mister Dugrey... I.. I promise I wont live here anymore.."

The woman at once started screaming again. Her head was being slapped and punched. More blood was coming out of her mouth, the whisper and screamings was too much for her bleeding mouth. Her eyes and nose started bleeding too. Then finally. All stopped. The blood, the screamings, the pounding and jerking stopped. Yet the woman was still there. She whimpered and changed her position to a fetus position. Then she whispered quietly, 'I will haunt here and kill your descendants Rory... I will'. Then the screamings were back, and she was rocking in the air. Then suddenly she flew out, or rather, thrown out of the window, and landed in the garden, below a lamp, on a wide bed of black rose petals. Then the woman faded away.

The door was suddenly flung open, a surprised Tristan rushed in to see Rory, crying beside the window. He hugged her close, while Rory sobbed,

"Rory Dugrey killed her, Tristan. She was raped her, in that spot," Rory pointed at the spot where the ghost was seen raping by some invisible Rory Dugrey, "Then he threw her out or something and she landed or something under that lamp there..."

Tristan looked out and saw two black petal of rose. The rest were all gone. And the breeze picked the petals up and up into Tristan's palm. Rory looked at the petals keenly, and one said 'Grave', while the other one said 'Tristan', and the back of the petal said, 'Die'.

Rory gasped and buried her head into Tristan's chest. She hugged Tristan while Tristan hugged her too.


A faint shrill of laughter was brought by the breeze. They looked out and saw the woman staring at them, laughing...










A/N: Okieeeee...... Im gonna write the next chapter. Then the last one. You dont have to review for the next. Its optional. :]