"At the evening, I had a meeting at the church, which lasted till midnight. The meeting went on well, but the challenge was walking back to my quarters with my swollen legs. And Jacob was at the quarters. So I limped out of the church but froze upon my tracks when I saw a girl standing in front of me. Ohh, Chris, she wasn't too near either, she was in such a position, that I could see her but couldn't touch her."- He paused, answering to a mouth gaped Chris.
"What did you do that time, Father?"- I asked, trying to control my excitement.
"The mist was terrible that day, that I had to limp again to get a closer look at her. But this thing disappeared as soon as I came in an arm's distance with her. Again, I walked and there again she disappeared. After a tiring match of 'Catch-Me-If-You-Can' game, I thought the best thing to do was to return to the quarters. As I took a u-turn, there came a very soft call.
"Father Candido."- He imitated a girl's voice and all of us burst off into laughs. Even he smiled slightly.
"Now, you might be thinking, how weird people we are. Something so creepy, yet we are laughing. That's the way, Father was narrating. Instead of getting scared, we were laughing.
'Okay, Sara. Diversion mode OFF'
He continued. I turned back to meet the same girl. This time, instead of trying to catch her, I simply stood staring at her.
She grinned evilly and started screaming insensible words. A series of screams, a whoosh and whoop, and then I find myself, all alone in the countryside graveyard.
"Countryside graveyard?"- I repeated.
"The Catch-Me-If-You-Can game lead me all the way to the graveyard. The surprising factor is that I myself didn't realise that I was in the graveyard.
Later on, I called Jacob to come with the car. Later, that night, my room was scribbled all over with blood. The nasty, disgusting smell of blood I quite identifiable. That night, both of us sat down to write all those things that were scribbled on the walls of my room. And here it is."
He said, handing over me a paper.
RULED, BELLADONNA, AM, NOT, OVER, FREE, WANTS, BELLADONNA, ALSACE, I, CURSED, NOT, TO, AM, JANET, AM, KILL, I, ME, ANN, I, AM, I, BY, PLEASE.
As soon as I finished reading, my mind started to be accumulated by questions. I looked at Father Candido. The look in his eyes. For a split-second, I felt that I knew him. That I knew him very well. But..Romeo brought me back to senses.
"What are you thinking, Sara?"- He asked. I shook my head and spoke up.
"Father, what do you think this means?'
"I still don't know Sara. But, did you kids notice the word BELLADONNA?"- He asked.
"Yeah, right...exactly what I wanted to ask you, Father."- Chris exclaimed.
"Father, I think the first and foremost thing that we should be doing is to unscramble these words and put them into the right order."- I said and took a look at the paper.
"I did it. And the message He smiled and brought forward another paper. I grabbed it and all the three of us took a look at it. Chris gasped, Romeo too. I simply stared, stared at the white paper, where those words were written. My heart kind of stopped beating for a moment.
'Not again' - I murmured.
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To be continued...