"Sister Jude, would it be possible for my sister in law and I to speak in private?" Carin turns to look at her again and Sister Jude nods, "Well, why not. I'll come back in about ten to fifteen minutes. How's that sound?" her smile is sickeningly sweet, and we both nod frantically. "That would be perfect. Thank you so much Sister Jude."
Once the door closes behind her she turns to me again. "I didn't want to say anything in front of Sister Jude, since it makes me sound crazy but I think my dear brother was involved in something bad, something dark. Did you ever notice anything?"
"No, not until the day he died." I shake my head, "This is what makes me sound crazy. But the night Christopher died, well, when I woke up the first thing I saw was that I was covered in his blood. He was dead, staring at the ceiling. After I called the police I felt this strange sense of suffocating death, and somehow of still being calm and serene. I felt and saw a shadow that moved around the room, I think that had something to do with his death, but I also think it somehow comforted me. It was all very confusing."
I watch her face seem to drop and go paler than she already was. "I've seen that before."
"What?" I stare at her, now my turn to be disbelieving.
"The shadow, the feeling of death. I've seen it and felt it." She confirms, "It was like two years ago, after your wedding. I was looking for Christopher and his friend Marcus, and I peeked into a room only to see them both surrounded by symbols and candles. There was blood. I hid when Christopher came bolting out of the room, he didn't see me and he fled down the hallway. He was booking it, he looked pretty frightened. When I looked back in I saw Marcus thrashing, fighting a shadow, and then he was dead. The shadow came out of the room, and it passed me slowly. I felt so cold. But it was calming somehow." She talks softly, using her hands expressively.
"What do you think they were doing?"
"I have no idea, but I looked into his other friends before… the event… and many of them were mysteriously turning up dead. Sometimes it was bloody, sometimes it wasn't. But I found some strange things in their things, all of them. Every mysterious death."
"What could they possibly be doing?" I bit my thumb, trying to think.
"Time's up ladies." The door opens suddenly, causing both of us to jump in our seats. "My apologies, I did not mean to startle you." Sister Jude seems to almost glide into the room, back to her desk.
"No, it's alright. You've been more than helpful, thank you again Sister Jude. I'll be back soon Sammie." Carin tells me, before standing up and being ushered out.
My mind races a mile a minute, trying to figure out what could they were up to even as I'm led back to the day room.