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'I don't know where to start.' Tom looked down as he played with his fingers.

Dougie and Harry had gone back to their position on the sofa, and Danny was on the other couch, all of them ready to hear Tom explain everything. Not only their weird accidents, but his distant, lonely behaviour that had got worse at some point.

'Start from the begining.' Harry suggested, giving him a supportive smile and motioning for him to go on. Tom nodded shortly, taking a deep breath.

'Danny and I arrived here in the middle of July. It the first night here, while I was trying to fall asleep in my room, I saw a strange glow moving near the door.' He started.

'A glow?' Danny frowned.

'Yeah, I got up to check it out, and it was like...like there was a floating light in the air. Then, on the day Harry arrived, I found an old black book on his wardrobe that looled like a diary or something.'

'Yeah, I remember you helped me putting my t-shirts on the closet.' Harry said.

'Exactly. I took it to my room and didn't look at it for a few days. But that night...' Tom stopped and closed his lips in a tight line, and the other boys could see he was shaking a little. Danny slowly got up from where he was and sat next to him, putting a comforting arm around his shoulders. Tom closed his eyes. 'Ever since then, I have the same nightmare every night.' Tom buried his head in his hands and his body was shaking heavily.

'Nightmare?' Dougie asked in a small voice. Tom nodded again, his face red.

'Yes. The same every night. I'm in a corridor with a mirror in the end, then a little girl in a blue dress and an evil grin shows up behind me, and suddenly I see the corridor mirrored, like I was stuck in the other side if it, and my reflection is the little girl. When she looks at my eyes directly, that's when I wake up.'

'Sorry, did you mentioned a blue dress?' Danny frowned. Tom glanced at him, looking confused.

'Yes, the girl is always wearing a light blue dress. Why do you-'

'I have to show you guys something.' Danny said as he got up.

'What is it, Danny?' Tom asked him, feeling somehow conforted by not being the only one seeing Lilith or anything related to her. Danny didn't answer and started to climb the stairs with Tom following him. The two boys returned to the living room, carrying a black cloth bag, and sat down again. Danny opened the bag in his lap, hesitantly taking what Tom recognised to be Lilith's blue dress, that was burnt in some places. Danny glanced at the dress and sighed.

'I found this when I got in my wardrobe for the first time, but I only opened it some days later. I found it weird, but I kinda forgot about it. Until now.' Tom nodded.

'I think I can explain the dress. Some days after the first nightmare, I was in the music room, working on a new song, and suddenly, the computer turns on and opens a Word document, on his own.'

'That sounds like an horror movie.' Dougie mumbled.

'Yeah, I know. Anyway, I got up to turn it off, but...on the screen... I think she tried to communicate with me. She wrote things on the Word document.' Danny and Dougis were wide eyed at what Tom had just said, but Harry did not seemed totally convinced.

'Are we actually considering this?' He asked. 'I mean, this is crazy; are you trying to say that we are dealing with a ghost?'

'I think so, Harry.' Tom replied, his voice cracking as he made an apologetic half smile.

'So she wrote on the keyboard?' Danny questioned and Tom nodded. 'What did she write?'

'She wrote "what are you scared of, I'm not even alive". Then the computer went off. This happened some times, and we kind of talked, I wrote too. At the begining, she said she wanted me to do something for her, but I had to find out why.' Tom stopped, and took a deep breath before continuing. 'Then I remembered the black book I found inside Harry's closet. It had nothing written on it the first time I saw it. But the second time, there were two pictures on the first page.' Tom took the book out of the pocket in his hoodie and opened it, showing the pictures to the other three. 'This is the Catchpole family.' He pointed to the first picture, nd his finger moved to Lilith. 'And this is the girl that shows up in my dreams.' There was a silence in the room as the boys thought about what Tom had just said. Harry frowned and took a closer look t the second picture, the one with the house on fire and Lilith behind the iron gates, his eyes widening with realisation.

'Is that-it can't be-our house?' He asked, recognizing the street in the photo. Tom nodded, his eyes looking sad, as he turned the page.

'And there's also this.' Tom showed them the old newspaper article and read it to them. Dougie, Harry and Danny started to understand Lilith's story.

'So Lilith and her sister died here...in a fire? In this house?' Dougie asked, trying to process everything.

'Yes, they died in 1924.' Tom replied.

'That explains the burnt dress. The fire, I mean.' Harry stated.

'But there's more.' Tom looked at them again. 'One day, an hospital bracelet flew through the window, in the music room. It belonged to someone called Marie Hills. So I decided to find out who she was, you know, to see if I could know more about what Lilith wanted, because, obviously, there had to be a reason why a damn hospital bracelet flew inside, and it wasn't even a windy day. Besides, it was from London Central. So I went out one morning to London Central and I visited Marie Hills.'

'And then?' Danny asked.

'Marie is an eleven year old orphan. She is in a coma since May. While I was in her room, the black book appeared inside a cupboard, and it had this.' Tom read the paper about the Life Enchantment. Danny gasped.

'She wants you to kill Marie Hills.' Harry mumbled in a low voice. Tom nodded, and gulped, his eyes watering.

'And you know what? Marie Hill looks exactly like Lilith. It's freaking scary.' Tom erupted in sobs, making Danny hug him, with Harry joining him, and Dougie gave him a sympathetic smile from where he was. Tom recomposed himself, some tears still running down his cheeks. Somehow, it felt good to tell everything to his friends. But it was still his fault, everything was his fault. 'I tried to ignore her in the days after that, but that's when Harry got ill. I found two scribbled notes from her that afternoon. There was one saying that she would always be here, and the other said she would show me what she was capable off because I had ignored her, and that I could do nothing about it. So that's why all this happened.' Tom cried. 'It's all my fault! I'm sorry, I'm so, so, so, sorry...'

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