It was an eventful day. Sunhye came home from Seoul and there was this unsettling feeling that I wanted to ignore. After lunch we talked a lot, about her trip, the places she visited. By the evening we were exhausted. It's good to have her by my side.
I was wide awake at past midnight. I was restless. I was thinking about him. The guy who I saw with Sunhye at the Airport. According to Sunhye he was Jordan's cousin from his father's side , apparently he will be living with Jordan's family untill college. I was curious about him. I wanted to know everything about him.
I went to the kitchen to get something to drink and that's when a chill ran down my spine. It was a feeling and I knew it couldn't be wrong. There was someone else in the room too. I was calculating in my brain, the time it would take to go back upstairs and grab the phone but before I could move a step a hand covered my mouth and I was dragged along to the farthest room in the house. I was not an easy target that anyone could drag, but this person was strong. A familiar voice whispered in my ears,"Shhh! I mean no harm. If you just promise to not shout. I'll release you." I motioned a weak yes by nodding. A women, I could assume that much from the silhouette.
" Zora! I mean no harm, please believe me! I am here to warn you about the future."
I was panicking and that was unlike me..... I was shivering. And I couldn't even utter a word. If I had spoken anything it would have been too shaky to even understand. And how in the world did she get to know my name?
Dear, I'll not scare you anymore. Just listen to me carefully. Don't reach school late tomorrow. I promise I'll explain further the next time we meet. But please don't be late. Check your bike properly early in the morning. If you don't listen you'll regret it.
And with that she disappeared like wind. I don't know how long I stood there frozen. I wasn't sure. If I should move I couldn't think straight. Then I took a step and when everything seemed normal I ran to my room and went straight under the covers. I was phobic to darkness. Was, past tense, it's been years since I overcame it. And it came back like it never left. Phobia causes you to be delusional. I couldn't perfectly remember the lady's words. I tried to concentrate, going back to the moment but nothing and I don't know when but I had fallen asleep at some time. Because when I woke up the lady's words were screaming into my head. Aside from everything she said her last sentence felt like an utmost request to me . It wasn't a threat it was a plea. And it was tugging at my heart. I was suddenly overwhelmed with sadness. Darkness caused me to panic at night but now in the early morning sunlight her words sound so painful, full of regret, a plea that was urnest