Gerard took a deep breath then continued talking.
"I met Frank right after I died. He had just died as well and we were, kind of, instant friends. I trust him with my life. Well, you know what I mean. I trust him. But, right after He came we both changed."
He took a deep breath. I took advantage of his silence to ask a question.
"I've seen him, well, looking at me funny. Why is he doing that?"
"I'm getting to that. Well, Frank hated Him. Frank hated anybody who tried to control our lives. It was Frank's idea to burst into the castle and try to get some evidence to what was in there. This was after I had broken out of there. In fact this was only a few days before you joined us. And, what we found out changed everything."
"What did you find out?"
Gerard looked at me.
"Are you sure you want to hear this?"
"What do you mean? Of course I want to hear it! What do you mean?"
"Just be prepared. Because this is something you're not going to believe.
"Um, okay." He was scaring me now.
"Well, we got in," he continued, "And then we were walking around until we found a really big door. We thought that a really big door meant that the room beyond it was important so we went in. Nobody was in there, luckily, so we started looking around. I think it was His library, there were a ton of books and a fireplace in there. Then, we heard voices so we hid behind this desk that was put in the corner of the room.
Two people came in. One was a large man, a very large man. His muscles were bursting out everywhere and he was very intimidating. We guessed that he was a bodyguard. The other man was dressed in these expensive looking clothes and was much smaller. We assumed that the man was Him. Well, He started talking about this plan they had. The bodyguard just nodded as he talked. He was talking about some girl that was supposed to die soon. He said that they had to find this girl because somehow she was very powerful. He said that if they got her on to their team that they would have a huge advantage and we would stand no chance. But, He also said that if the girl was somehow used against them then they could be in serious trouble. He somehow had a picture of the girl. We couldn't actually see anything that was going on because we were under the desk, but we heard him set it down on some table. Then, they left. Frank and I got out from under the desk and looked at the picture. I took it and we left."
"What did the girl look like?" I asked already knowing the answer.
Gerard took a folded sheet of paper out of his pocket. On the picture was a girl. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She… was me.