Chapter 5: The boy who knews to much

After Spud was gone and Trixie found that letter, she walked up and down in the shop, shacking her head. She wasn't able to concentrate on the mess she had to tidy up. The only thing she could think was the blood on the couch and the crumbled letter...

The weather outside became worse with every minute. And the sky also became darker and darker. But the worst moment was when someone opened the front door... the concil! In that moment the atmosphere in the shop became much darker

„Ms. Carter!" Kulde said mad.

Trixie was scared and turned to the people. „Oh... welcome in New York!" she said still confused before she remembered that she called them because the blood on the couch.

„Ms. Carter... the couch?" Kukulkan asked and Trixie opened the curtain to the back-room.

„There!" she said in fear. „We found it like this, we didn't change or touch anything."

The concil entered the back-room and saw the mess the intruders made. The books where all ripped into pieces. All bottles with magical-indigrients where broken and of course there was the blood on the couch and the table in front of it was smashed.

„When did you think that happend?" Omnia asked with a harsh voice.

Trixie start to think about. They left the shop on the evening before the crash. And if it happend when Lao Shi was still here he would have called the concil immediatelly. When she told that the concil, the three concilours put thier heads together and talked about very quietly. Than they turned back to Trixie.

„Is something missing?" Kukulkan asked.

„No!" Trixie said and shaked her head. „No... it looks like it was only... vandalized."

„SO... and the blood on the couch. What do you think who's that is?" Kulde asked and walked to the couch.

„I don't know! I told you everything I know!" Trixie said. The three concilour saw that Trixie was in a really bad condition.

„Where is Mr. Spudinski?" Omnia asked.

„It... It was... too much for him!" Trixie answered and had to think about the letter again.

„Okay... we will call someone who tidies up here! You keep sure that really everything magical reaches us. And don't touch the potions on the ground, you could be hurt." Kulde said and the three concilours left the room. „Greet Master Park from us... I'm sure she will arrive here soon to pick her last things!"

„Okay!... Wait! What do you mean with that?" Trixie asked wondered.

„I'm sure Master Park will tell you everything herself. Bye! And don't waste your time!" Kulde said when he closed the door behind him and left Trixie alone in the shop.

In that moment she wished that she never called them. Why the old man had to give her the number one day? Why Kulde had to remember her on her comming memory deleting. She said down on the chair behind the couter and start to cry. They need help. And that fast. Trixie looked around. Normally, if they had problems they could come to the old man or Fu Dog. Trixie decide to try something and closed her eyes... when she opened it both stood in front of her and smiled.

„Okay... I'm totally stressed with that all. I mean the fact I and Spud will lose our memory and than that what is happening with Spud... I want to help him. Do you know something? What would you say?"

Her imagination of Lao Shi began to talk: „Well I would come with a old chinese wisdom you won't understand and you would show that by become upset."

Trixie agreed and turned to Fu Dog: „I would give you the hint to contact an expert."

„And where I find one?" Trixie asked mad. „I'm pretty sure that the humans-world Yellow-Sites don't have an expert for that."

„Yes... the humans-world Yellow-Sites not... but maybe the magical-world Blue-Sites!" Fu Dog said and both disappeared in a puff of smoke.

„THE BLUE-SITES!" Trixie shouted and ran back into the messed up room. She searched every shelv, every drawler and the papers on the ground... and there she found it. The yellow-sites of the magical-world: the 'Blue-Sites'. She searched every page. And finally she found one. She wasn't sure that it was the right. But the adress was from the humans-world so she could try it. The took the phone from the desk and called the number. After a few seconds a woman picked up...

„Hello!"

„Hello! Yes... are you knowing about the blue sites?" she asked carefully.

„Yes,... and I also know about the magical-world. You don't have to be worry about the humans-world adress. You can tell me everything!" the woman said friendly. „The only problem is that my husband makes this service and he is not at home..."

„What! But it's really important..." Trixie said and start to explain everything. The woman on the other side of the line was shocked.

„Okay... okay... I look what I can do. The best is, you take your friend and come with him tomorrow to our house. My husband will be very interrested in that."

Trixie wrote down everything the woman told her when they arranged everything for the next day. Not knowing that the following night would be one of the worst in Spud's life...

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Some hours later, when Spud stood in the bathroom and found the handprint on his chest he was horrified.

„No!" he said when he touched it. He hoped that it was just an imagination... but it was there... and still wet.

Spud start to scream in horror and hit with his fist into the mirror in front of him. The mirror bursted and the pieces fell into the sink before Spud collapsed and sat on the floor. His worried parents hammered against the door.

„Arthur, open the door!" his father said.

„What happend?" his mother followed

He opened the door carefully. His parents where shocked. His hand was injured, blood was rinning out, the mirror was broken and the bathtube was also full of blood. Thier son was totally pale and had a horrific impression on his face.

„I call an doctor!" his mother said in shock and left.

Spud turned and shouted on her. „NO! NO DOCTOR! HE CAN'T HELP ME! HE CAN'T TAKE THEM AWAY!"

Spud was so upset that it looked like he was going to attack his mother. His father grabbled him and pulled him against the wall. Spud screamed in fear and tried to push his father away.

„ARTHUR! CALM DOWN!" his father screamed on him. „Who the doctor can't take away from you? Who?"

Spud looked into the eyes of his mad father and breathed fast. Finally Spud pulled down his shirt and presented his parents the bloody handprint on his chest. In shock his parents let off of him and stumbled against the other wall. „The people from the plane are calling me!" he said dry and slowly before he collapsed senselessly.

The shocked Spudinski's carried thier son back to his bed. Both where feared after that what just happend. Mrs. Spudinski finally found the sleeping-pills Spud took...

„Look at this... everytime I took this pills I had bad dreams. I thaught that I threw them into the trash-bin." Mrs. Spudinski said shocked.

Her husband meanwhile looked on his son and looked for the handprint... it was gone! Just imagination!

A half hour later both sat in the kitchen and drunk tea to calm down. Spud's mom read the package insert. She shaked her head worried and placed the paper in front of her husband.

„Look at this... side effects... nightmares, mood swings, headache... not able for childrens and teens and only after collusion with a doctor... Arthur was on drugs!" she said with tears in her eyes. „Why I forgot this stupid pills?"

„It's not your fault. It's a difficult time for Arthur! Nobody could know that he gets so hardly damaged by that accident."

„And that what happend right a half hour ago? Do you think he somnambulated?" she asked.

„Maybe!" her husband said and took a big gulp of tea before the looked on the clock. It was almost 6 am. It slowly began to become bright outside. „I think, we wait. During the breakfast we ask him what happend last night and hear what he says. Arthur is not that kind of teenager who destroys bathroom-mirrors and tells horror-storys about deaths who contact him."

After this sentence, Mrs. Spudinski was shocked again and stared on the wall.

„Something wrong?" her husband asked.

„That what you said... no... NO! That's impossible!" she said and shaked her head.

Spud woke up a hour later. He had headache, felt dazed and had pain in his right hand. After he realized that he was laying in his bed he jumped up and ran to a mirror so see the handprint again. It was gone and there was no trace ot that that his parents removed it. Was it a nightmare? A bad dream? And the fight with his parents? He was sure that he is grounded now if really everything happend.

He carefully left his room and opened the door to the bathroom. There he saw the mess he left. In shock Spud knew that all was really true. After he pulled on some clouthes he left his room and walked to the kitchen. He could smell fresh pancakes, coffee and eggs. Before he opened the door he had to think again. What if they really call a doctor now? I have to prevent that! He thaught and entered the kitchen. He was surprised that his parents smiled on him when he entred the kitchen.

Both smiled the whole time, thier black-dressed son walked to the table. Spud felt strange.

„Good morning Arthur!" his father asked. „How did you sleep?"

Spud began his story: „Bad... I had terrible nightmares. Although I don't remember very much. I feel like someone hit with a hammer on my head."

„So bad...?!" his father asked and put his newspaper away.

„Yes and..." Spud lift his hand and looked on the bandage his parents made after the event. „My hand?"

„Arthur..." his mother said and placed the sleeping-pills in front of him. „How many of them you took?"

„One or two?" Spud said ashamed.

„Arthur we think we know where your nightmares come from!" his father said and pulled out the package insert. „Headache, mood swings, nightmares and some other side effects. Arthur please never take them anymore. They aren't sold for five years now... for reason. Last night... you had a kind of 'mental breakdown' and we are... worried."

Spud was surprised. That made everything easier. He knew the real truth but his parents gave him a chance to forget his acts without concequences. "What do you mean with 'mental breakdown'? Is it my hand?"

His parents told him about his acts in the bathroom and the corridor after his nightmare. He shaked his head. He had always problems in remembering in his dreams but this dreams are not just dreams. But he had no clue how to prove it to himself.

„Arthur... you know that you can tell us everything! If you need someone, just come to us!"

After thier conversation they ate thier breakfast. After a few moments the doorbell rang. Mrs. Spudinski opened the door and was surprised. It was Trixie. Also wearing black and looking worried.

„Hello Mrs. Spudinski! I wanted to look for S... for Arthur! He was yesterday so... strange! And I..."

„Come in!" she said. „Arthur had a terrible night. He took sleeping pills and they... awww... come in."

Spud came out of the kitchen and greeted Trixie. After his mom left the both teenagers walked into the living room and sat down on the couch.

„I'm sorry for yesterday!" he said. „But I'm pretty sure that something or someelse is going terribly wrong here!"

Trixie got tears in her eyes. „I believe you... I believe you!" she said and pulled out the crumbled letter. „I found this yesterday in the shop. That were no dreams..."

Spud took the letter and read it. He became totally white in his face and start to sweat again. With a shocked impression he stared on Trixie who cried the whole time. Than she told him about that what she arranged today...

Only two hours later, both left a train and walked threw a suburb in Brooklyn. Spud, still shocked, followed her speechless. Finally they arrived in front of a nice, typical-american single family house in a quiet street in a quiet part of the city. Everything looked so 'typical'.

„Here it is!" Trixie said and looked on the adress, she got, again. „Here is he living!"

„Are you sure? This is not looking really magical!" Spud said. It where his first words since they left his apartment.

„Yes, I am!" Trixie said and hold Spud's hand to pull him to the door where she rang the doorbell. „And you know that you have to do this. Maybe we find out here why you... you know."

A few moments later the door opened. A woman of around 30 years, with long blonde hairs and pregnant in 7th or 8th month was standing in front of them.

„Hello, my name is Trixie Carter. We talked yesterday. Are we right here?" she asked.

„Yes, of course! Come in! My husband awaits you!" the woman said and steped beside to let them into the house.

After she took thier jackets she escorted them into the bright and tidy living-room.

„Please, take a seat. Can I offer you some water, tea or else?" she asked.

„No thanks!" both said and sat down on the couch.

„Okay!" she said and walked to the stairs. „Henry... they arrived!" she jelled and a person came down the stairs.

The both teenagers turned to see a man walking down the stairs and smile to his wife who just left to go to the kitchen. But when he saw his both 'clients' his smile faded and he got a shock. Trixie and Spud where shocked too. Especially because it was a man both knew. From the court on the Isle of Draco. The first-officer of the Oceanic jet.

„You!" everyone said in shock...

End of Chapter 5

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