Chapter 3: What have I become?
The dead body walked a bit from the place tearing apart the wet and muddy cloths on him, leaving him naked with just the black pants torn out pretty well. Holding himself more from the chill, he walked into an alley and looked around trying to grab hold of him self. The crow that was sitting once on a tree flew away to a door not so distant from him.
The crow started to cry out as loud as it could until Jonathan looked its direction, confused. The eyes of the crow standing on the door looked right in the eyes of Jonathan. Then as it was like magic, John saw him self as if the eyes of the crow were his. This made him more confused of what he became.
With a loud noise again, the crow started tapping on the door as if it was telling John to open up the door. John looked at the door as he started to move slowly towards it. On his way there he kept on thinking…confused.
The rain didn't stop from falling down. It began to hit harder by the second. The streets were all empty. Just a car now and then passed.
As soon as he reached for the door, he stared at the crow one more time
"You want me to open this for you?" he spoken. He felt strange at first because he felt like a baby speaking for the first time in his life. Actually it was the first time after life.
His body was still shaking with cold and rain. With his hand he reached out for the chains around the door and grabbed them tight while still shaking. With a confused face as he looked at the crow he whispered "How am I going to bre…" He didn't finish the word that the chains around the door snapped in his hands and got loose of the lock.
At this sight he fell backwards on his back hitting the floor still wet and cold. He just amazed his self. The chains scratched his palm of his hand but he didn't notice until he saw the blood running down with the water under him. As he lifted up his hand he looked as the deep scratch left by the chains healed at an enormous speed. That left him speechless. Not even Wicca could do that. So how the hell did it happen he asked him self.
The crow that was still sitting and watching him cawed in a loud voice that got John's attention. One the crow got that, it flew into the crack of the door that was left after the chains were torn. It gave a signal to John as if it was telling him to go after it.
The glance in the eyes of John got wider with the thing that just happened. He wanted to know what happened to him. Why did he heal so fast? Why was he there in the first place?
He got up from the floor and looked around one last time holding himself again from the rain. The door was opening on its own to him as he walked closer to it. As soon as he got close to the door he stopped looking at the dark that was behind the door.
" Here I go…" he whispered.