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Chapter 24 – Truths and Lies

Manfred's POV: (After Summer dumps him.)

She dumped me…

It was over. My throat ached, as I stared out the window in shock. I really loved her, no matter what everyone else thought. Something was odd about the recording. For example the fact that I don't remember saying any of that, and I never would have said it. There had to be someone behind this, and I wouldn't let them get away with it. She was the one good thing in my life, and someone just took it all away. Did they have that much of a grudge against me? Who even gave her that recording?

…Andrew…

But why would Andrew stoop that low? I didn't exactly know why I did what I did, but I was glad that I did. I sneaked into my father's study. Luckily there was nobody in there. I tried to open his cabinet, but it was locked. I looked for the key, which I had seen my dad put somewhere on his bookshelf. Within minutes, I managed to find it and unlocked the cabinet. There were a lot of files in there. I flipped through them until again and again, but I didn't find any 'Andrew Wilson'. I sighed in frustration and left.

It was a cold, Saturday morning. Summer had avoided me ever since we broke up. She skipped classes, probably trying to avoid all her friends too. The only times I saw her, was at Supper, but she always looked down and hardly ever talked to anyone. I tried to talk to her then, but she just ignored me. I tried finding her at break, but I could never find her. I was sitting on the chair in my dad's study, waiting for him, when something caught my eye. It was a thin looking file of one of the students. I picked it up to take a closer look. It read 'Andrew Wilson' at the bottom. It was just what I was looking for. I opened it up to the first page. I skimmed through the pages. The last page really caught my eye. The very last paragraph read:

'Currently possessed by the spirit of Dallas.'

That was…odd. What did that even mean? Who was Dallas? I had never heard of him in my life. I paused and pondered for a moment. This 'Dallas' guy would probably be in one of dad's books on the bookshelf. I carefully placed the file back in place and walked to the bookcase. I scanned each shelf carefully until I found a book called 'Dallas, the emperor of The Lost City'.

There were no other books on a 'Dallas', so I figured this was the right one. I slipped the book inside my jacket and headed for my room. I got inside and locked the door behind me. I flopped on the bed and opened the first page of the book. I read the first few chapters. By then I had completely forgotten what it had said on Andrew's file. The first load of chapters was just about Dallas, about his family and who he was, where he was from. He was apparently so bad; he made his city sink and disappear. Nobody could ever find the Lost City again. He nearly created an apocalypse and wreaked havoc on the world. There was a section that attracted my attention.

'Dallas, the Great, never actually died. He was buried alive by the Red King's five good children. He is thought to still be breathing, beneath the stones, which he cannot physically get past, but only spiritually. However, his soul cannot survive without a body, so his spirit must get a body. Unfortunately, the original soul of the body he chooses cannot also live inside the body too, as there is only room for one. Once Dallas's sprit takes a body, the body's soul is released and dies. It is thought that hundreds of years later, a powerful child will be born. One who possesses great powers, enough to free Dallas. If that should happen, history would repeat itself.'

Was this the same guy that my dad wanted to free? The same guy the mission was all about? And I suppose this wonder child was Summer?

I dropped the book and the sound of something hitting my window. I looked out, but it was nothing. I turned back to the book, which was now on the floor. It was open, and I picked it up carefully. I was about to close it, when I noticed something.

'Dallas is a brutal murderer. He shows no mercy. He is cunning and sly and holds a sort of power over you. He can sometimes act in the way of an incubus, and has preyed on many young women many times before.'

The line echoed through my head as I suddenly remembered what it had said in the file. I gasped.

'Currently possessed by the spirit of Dallas.'

Andrew was the one who gave Summer the recording. What if he was with her now? If he was, she was in serious danger. I dropped the book and grabbed my phone. I dialed Summer's number and pulled it up close to my ear. It rang for ages, before it went to voicemail. I hung up and I rang again. It went to voicemail again.

"Summer, I don't know if you're avoiding me or what, but please stay away from Andrew. He's dangerous! Just please trust me. Stay away from Andrew." I said desperately. I hung up the phone and slipped it in my pocket. I headed over to Summer's house and knocked on the door. Her mum answered the door. When she saw me, she gave me a big, warm, welcoming smile. I guess she hadn't heard about the break up yet.

"Manfred! How lovely to see you again!"

"Hi, Ms. Anderson. Is Summer in?" I asked, trying to sound calm.

"No, sorry. I think she just went out to meet up with a friend." My heart beat faster as I hoped she didn't go with who I thought she went with.

"Do you know who?"

"Um…I think his name was Andrew?" She replied.

Oh no. Who knows what he's done to her by now. She could already be…

No! She can't be…not yet. Not if I can help it.

"Thanks." I said as I half-ran and half-walked away. I didn't really think about what I did next. I ran all the way to Charlie's house. I stopped at the door, panting, before pounding on the door. To my luck, Charlie opened the door.

"Manfred?" he said my name as more of a question. He looked confused.

"I need your help." I stated, "It's about Summer."

He invited me in and I followed him to the kitchen.

"What about her?" He asked.

"She's in trouble."

"What kind of trouble?" He asked, with a look of concern now.

"Andrew isn't who you think he is. He's possessed by someone bad, very bad. And Summer's with him now, all alone. I'm scared he's gonna do something to her." I replied.

"What do we do?"

"You believe me?" I asked, a little surprised. I had just been hoping that he would believe me, even though I didn't think he would.

"Andrew's been acting…weird, lately. I guess it would make sense. And if Summer's in trouble, then I'd do anything to save her." He replied and I smiled at that.

"I need the Mirror of Amoret." I sad as Charlie nodded. He went upstairs and a few moments later reappeared with the mirror. I looked in the mirror and saw what I feared I would see. Summer was gagged and tied up, and there was Andrew/Dallas, circling her with a smirk on his face. Summer looked so scared, and she was crying. Her face and body were bloodied and bruised. I felt so angry. I immediately recognised the house as one of the houses on Whind Street. My father had spent a great deal of time there and taken me along with him on some occasions. I handed the mirror back to Charlie and said thanks. I then headed towards Whind Street.

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