"Run Issabella, just run. Don't stop, I know you're getting tired but you need to keep going!" I keep telling my self to keep running but it seems like I've been going for ages now. After I bursted out of those doors he defently chased after me.
What happened? Was my mom a hologram? How did I just fall through her? Who was that man? What does he want from me and how does he know me?
I have so many question that, to be honest I do t even want answered. That man seems like the only one who can answer them and I would rather not see him if giving up my answers is all it takes! Who does he think he is pushing random people in walls and smirking like that?
I need to stop somewhere. I'm still in the forest and I can see the cave, ill hide there. As I crawled in the dark hole I sat down and thought maybe I should stop the painting but there was no. I just ran atleast a mile and am not tired a single bit. At this point I am very scared and confused.
"Funny how I knew you would hide right where you woke up" a voice beind me said with a evil-ish tone.
I jumped from the sudden surprise, a bad surprise. Then I realised, this voice, the deep manly voice. Its that man isn't it. I didn't want to turn around since I knew I was about to be kidnapped, punched in the face, stabed with a knife or something that I would rather not experience.
"Do what you have to, but please leave my mom alone" with my eyes squeezed shut and my hands up I slowly turn around. I was trembling with fear waiting for a bag to be thrown over my head or a sharp feeling in my stomach, but nothing happened.
"what the hell are you doing? Open your eyes, let your arms down and follow me. " he said looking at me like I'm the crazy one here.
I listened and followed since anything else I do could lead to my head chopped of.
"So who even are you? " I dared to ask. I wanted to know who I'm getting kidnapped by.
"Why does that matter? This is probobly the last time you'll see me anyways! " He said with a calming voice.
"It would be nice to know the name of the last person ill ever see" I said. At this point I knew I was gonna die.
"I was Jackson. Jackson Pierce" He answered with a sad voice. What does he mean by was?
"But now I'm just Nr. 47" He finished with an accepting defeat type of tone.
"What? Do you like work in a gang or something. So like your boss renames you to numbers? " I asked in confusion since he hasn't told me anything.
"No. Not really. There is just too many of my type so our boss named us by numbers, I'm not a gang member" he said like it was supposed to be obvious.
"So where are you taking me, and why me? " At this point I knew I was asking to many question but all I wanted was answers before I die.
"I'm taking you to where you belong now, since you're like this" he said with a bit of a chuckle in the end. Like this? Like what?
"What do you mean like this? " I need to know whats going on with me!
"I'm a hunter! One of the new proffesions in the company, it's also an illegal one but the boss made it so it's perfectly fine!" he said it like he hated this job so now I was interested.
"I hunt down people that my boss tells me to and turn them into ghosts, then the collector come to get them before they wake up and finish the transformation, then they get caged up and either get sent to heaven or hell depending on their actions on the earth, your collector was late so now you are a full on ghostghost so you can't go to heaven or hell and you're gonna have to be a part of the team, but I'm not sure who exsactly you're going to be – hunter, Collector or guard but I warn you, none of them are fun" he said like he has been telling this story for decades now. What the actual crap did I just hear? A ghost? I'm a ghost? That does explain me going through my mother.
"If what you're saying is real then how is it possible? " I was on the line of surviving or death so my brain actually was considering believing him.
"Where do you think people go when they die? Heaven and hell, but at first they have to go trough a process of deciding where they're gonna go" he answered.
"But you don't collect dead people you hunt random people like me that weren't even supposed to be dead! " I said after remembering that I'm not supposed to be dead.
"Our new boss wanted to get the business busier since he thought the already dead people weren't enough so he started an illegal transaction "hunters" that will just kill people. We hide it from Lucifer and God since they wouldn't be happy" he said it like it's a normal thing. Wow their boss seems like an Asshole!
"How did I die, how did you kill me? " I asked him with a sader voice since I hoped it wasn't anything to bad.
"We kill all the people the way that the boss want them killed, he wanted you to get hit by a rock from that awful looking cave that you woke up in" he answered, that seems like it hurt bad.
"So you did it? " I asked to find out if this man is actualy as cruel as he seems.
"yes" he answered, well I guess there is my answer.
"So in witch city exactly is this company? "I asked still not quite believing him on this story.
"oh! It isn't even in this world" He said as he threw a pokemon ball looking thing on the ground that opened, what it seems a porta in front of my face.