WILSON'S Home
Jade was resting on his best-made material bed. Silent and dumb, he stared at the ceiling. While his parents were conversing outside his room, the door remained open.
"How else should we do now?" Mrs. Wilson asked of her husband.
"We are going to ask our psychiatrist friend, Sallie." Mr. Wilson answered.
Mrs. Wilson starting to cry. "Our son isn't crazy, Drake!"
"I know, but we need to look at him." Mr. Wilson answered and hugged his wife. "For the sake of our son."
They began by going downstairs to use their landline phone to make a call. They summoned the psychiatrist to their residence, and as they sat in the living room waiting, they heard a commotion from above. They instantly got up and headed to Jade's room, knowing it was coming from his room.
The youngster had vanished from his bed when they arrived. Her mother wept because she thought her son had vanished. When her husband entered the room to inspect the situation, someone grabbed his foot and dragged him out, where he discovered their son bleeding while holding a ballpen. Jade's hand, stabbed with a ballpen, has far too many wounds. They saved him, which is a good thing.
"Call Mrs. Patty right now!" Mr. Wilson ordered his wife.
Mrs. Wilson hurried out of the house and immediately went to the neighboring nurse. She knocked on the door with great force, enough for Mrs. Patty to hear it immediately. She quickly opened the door, wondering who it is disturbing her harmonious afternoon.
"What is it?" she said in disgust.
"Sorry, Mrs. Patty but we badly needing your help, now!" Mrs. Wilson beggingly said.
Mrs. Patty was concerned by Mrs. Wilson's comments and demeanor. Mrs. Patty was concerned as she said, "Huh, what happened?"
"I'll tell you when we get home," she says.
Mrs. Patty said, "Oh hey, I'll just get my things for a sec," and went back inside to retrieve her medical bag.
When they arrived at the Wilsons' home, Mrs. Wilson whisked Mrs. Patty away to Jade's room, where she was bound and gagged.
"Jesus Christ!" Mrs. Patty exclaimed when she saw Jade acting like a crazed dog, and she made a sign of the cross. "Amen! What happened to that young man? " She went up to Jade and gave him first aid for his hand wounds.
"We don't really know what happened yesterday. He just suddenly entered his room and didn't want to come out. Hiding in the corner of his room and as if he was whispering to someone," narrated by Mrs. Wilson.
"Have you called a psychiatrist yet?" Mrs. Patty inquired, interrupting her work.
Mr. Wilson said, "Yes, it will most likely come shortly."
It was just right when the doorbell rang.
"Perhaps it's Sallie, Drake," Mrs. Patty speculated.
"I'll leave with you my wife, Mrs. Patty," Mr. Wilson said his goodbyes and walked over to the open door.
"Good afternoon, Drake!" greeted Miss Sallie.
"Good afternoon, Sallie. Come in," replied Mr. Wilson and he invited her in.
"Where's Jade?" she asked while walking inside the house.
"He's upstairs in his bedroom," he replied and closed the door immediately.
They went to Jade's room, which was located upstairs. Sallie was taken aback when she first saw the boy, and she was both startled and terrified. Jade's aura is distinct from those of her previous patients.
"Okay, I think I'm done here," Mrs. Patty said and stood up.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Patty." Mrs. Wilson was very grateful.
"Thank you, Pat." Mr. Wilson was very grateful too.
"Can I talk to Jade alone?" Miss Sallie asked to the parents.
"Are you sure, Sallie? Jade has the potential to harm you," Mrs. Wilson expressed her concern for her child, practically crying.
"Drake must have cinched Jade's wrists tightly. I think it's safe," Miss Sallie answered.
"Okay. Please let us know whatever happens," Mr. Wilson instructed Miss Sallie.
Miss Sallie simply nodded, and they walked out of the room, leaving her alone. She then took a chair and sat it next to Jade's bed, on its head. Jade was staring to his right when he sensed someone approaching him, and he quickly turned to see Miss Sallie. He simply grinned, and the expression on his face abruptly altered. Miss Sallie struggles to overcome her dread, but mercy wins out, and she is determined to help the youngster.
"J-Jade? Do you hear me?" she asked calmly.
Now, Jade supposedly returns to sanity. Then, she asked him again. "Jade answer me if you can hear me." She begins touching Jade's forehead, making him to relax even more.
"A-Aunt S-Sallie?" Jade's pitiful voice.
"Yes, Jade. It's me, your Aunt Sallie. Just answer me okay, huh."
Jade just nodded. "What happened? What happened to you, or who did this to you?" she added.
"It was Harold, Aunt Sal!" Jade replied and he just cried afterwards.
Miss Sallie is perplexed by what Jade says, and wonders why Harold did it to him.
"He's a demon, Aunt Sallie. Please believe me!" he beggingly said. Miss Sallie held his hand to dwell him.
"He's a demon!" Jade's voice gradually changed. He held Miss Sallie's hand tightly. His voice grows louder like an angry old man. "Harold is a demon!" he just kept shouting.
Miss Sallie's hand had already been bruised as a result of his hold. She yelled for assistance, and Mr. Wilson rushed over to assist her. His wife has also arrived. While his father held him closely, Miss Sallie injected sedative into Jade's left arm, preventing him from moving and causing him to fall asleep.