I still couldn't get over what Caleb had told me earlier. While I'm soaking in the tub, I tried to recall our conversation a little while ago. The way he talked about angels was like as if it really is a part of the history book. But, they aren't. He talked about them casually. And when he mentioned about my real guardian angel-why would my parents lie about that? Come to think of it, my dad is like Caleb. He knows too much about angels. Are they hiding something from me or are they-nah, that isn't possible. That is just stupid.
After my bath, I wrapped a white towel around my body and went to my room. Rochel is still lying on my bed, watching me walk towards my closet. It's only ten in the morning but, it's quite dark outside. I put on a long knitted gray and white striped shirt dress, a black belt, and a pair of black T-strap pumps. After fixing myself in front of the mirror, and went downstairs to see what's for lunch. The first floor is quiet and the only person I saw is James looking for something to eat inside the refrigerator.
"Where's everybody?" I asked, looking around.
James shrugged his shoulders and made a sour face when he smelled the box of milk, "Our parents went out with grandpa to meet up with friends, Caius said he'll go to some road trip, and Caleb and Sam are going to visit California"
Ooh, this might be my only chance to sneak around the house for some things. I joined James and sat across the dining table. James decided to toast two Pop Tarts as his lunch. He is wearing a gray shirt underneath a blue checkered polo, a pair of dark blue jeans, and sneakers. The way he dresses reminds me so much of his dad. He's actually like a carbon copy of Uncle Jeep.
"Hey James, do we have any old stuff of my parents?" I asked.
James looked at me, "I guess so, why?"
"Well, I just want to check out on something. Maybe you can help me out?"
"Uh sure, let's check the garage"
As soon as he's done with his so called lunch, we headed to the hallway. He went to the door but, I stopped.
"You go ahead, I'll just get something in my room" I lied.
"Sure" he said and left.
I ran upstairs not in the second floor but, on the third floor. I want to see if there is something mysterious in Caleb's room. When I was already standing in front of their room, I just thought of the most important thing. How the hell am I supposed to get in when I don't have the key? Such a dumbass. All I need right now is a bit of luck. I turned the knob and it turned fully. Thanks lord for hearing my plea. I carefully went in and peeked. No one is in the neat room except for rochel. He is sleeping on Sam's bed when he saw me. I signaled him to keep quiet while I snoop around the room. There's nothing really special in his room; his bag contains only a few notebooks and stuff. I checked his closet and a big folder fell from the inside with cut-outs inside of it. I knelt down to fix it up when I suddenly realized what the cut-outs were. All of them were my pictures! I mean, literally; pictures in the academy while I'm hanging out with Jamie and some are even old photos of mine!
Then there's a file attached to the Folder.
Name: Abigail Combs
Race: Human
Birthday: December 29
Likes: Into Angels, wants to travel the world, wants to be a fashion designer
Where the hell did he get this? I've never told anyone my dream of becoming a fashion designer to anyone. Not even to Jamie! I knew it, Caleb is some kind of psychopath killer and he's stalking. I quickly put it inside the closet and ran downstairs and headed to the garage. I could already hear thunder and see lightning beneath the gray clouds and it begins to rain.
"James!" I called out in the dark garage.
James is leaning on the old truck, reading a very old looking newspaper. He saw me and smirked, "You got to see this"
I stood beside him and read the headline:
God's Wrath by Audrey Anderson
The next generation might actually not believe this but, it is true. Twenty years ago, during the 24th of September, was the start of a nightmare. I remember that me and parents were on our way back to L.A. when our car broke down and forced us to stay in a diner called "Paradise Falls". That day was I day I cannot forget for that day, my father nearly died by some freaky grandmother. She was "possessed" and she tore out the flesh of my father's neck and crawled up on the ceiling. That was the scariest thing I have ever seen. Little did I know, it's only the beginning of our nightmare. It was like in the movies, people getting possessed and whatsoever. The most scary part is, they're all heading to the diner. They were after the woman we're with (Charlie) who was pregnant at the time. They were after her child who's going to be the symbol of a new beginning. The savior of humankind.
I thought everything about the angels are all crap but, they were real. I never thought I'd live to see the Archangel Michael defend us and see him battle it out with Archangel Gabriel. Two angels fighting for the sake of humankinds. This article might be considered garbage but, to those who lived to see it would forever be haunted by that event. We must all act with great caution because we'll never know when God might be pissed off with humans again
I put the newspaper down.
I couldn't believe what I just read. An apocalypse happened twenty years ago and it happened here? This is so good to be true. But, it is just like what Caleb and Dad told me.
"I was considered a savior?" I heard James ask himself.
"Do you think it's true?" I asked him softly, though I've been having doubts about what I'm reading these days.
James drew a deep breath, "We'll never know unless we pay this Audrey Anderson a visit"
He went back to the house to look for the key to the old pick-up truck. It started to rain hard and I waited for James inside the garage. While waiting, I saw a glimpse of the old "Paradise Falls" sign beneath a few boxes.
Could it be real? Could've an apocalypse occurred that nearly killed the entire human race? What other things have our family kept from us? My heart is beating fast and is excited to learn more and at the same time scared. James is back, wet from the rain and opened the old pick-up truck. I went in and so did James.
"Are you sure that this piece of metal is safe?" I asked, covering my nose because of the smell.
James turned the key and the truck roared to life, "Don't worry, we'll be home in one piece"
"Yeah, I wish that could be true"
James drove out of the garage and I could hear rochel barking from inside Caleb's room. We headed off towards Nevada to meet the mysterious Audrey Anderson.
"Her name does ring a bell" James suddenly said, his eyes locked on the road.
I lowered down the air conditioner then looked at him, "How's that possible?"
"Some guy went to the house a year ago. He was an old friend of Grandpa and our parents. I remember Grandpa telling him, "Say hi to Audrey for me""
"That could be any Audrey"
"But the guy has a big stitch mark on his neck, as if he was bitten by a shark or whatever"
"Well, I just hope we do meet her today"
Three hours later, we arrived in Nevada. We went to the publishing house of the Nevada newspaper and asked the secretary for Audrey Anderson.
"Her office is in the third floor" the teller said with a big smile and her eyes were only on James.
We used the stairs instead of the elevator to get there fast. When we arrived at the third floor, it was quiet. We checked every door and we found Audrey's office on the end of the hallway.
James took a deep breath and knocked.
We waited for a while and we can hear footsteps and a shadow seeping from under the door and the silhouette from the window door. The door opened, revealing a middle aged woman. She's the same age as my mom, has long brunette hair, and deep blue eyes. She looked confused seeing us.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
James and I looked at each other and to her.
"Are you Audrey Anderson?" I asked.
"Yeah, and you are?"
"Oh, I'm Abigail Combs and this is my cousin James Hanson. We're here to ask you about this article" then I showed her the old newspaper.
She examined it for awhile then pierced at us, "Come on in"