Jack was wondering what had happened to Amelie. She doesn't appear to have been kidnapped or forced to leave her room. So, she most likely departed on her own, but why did she leave her home? Now that I think about it, Amelie did appear strange while they were on their way to Professor Anderson. She remained quiet the entire time, as if she was deep in contemplation. Is her behavior related to the reason she left?
"Mr. Buck, I apologize if this appears to be a rude question, but have you checked her room? Maybe there's anything out there that can help us find her. Anything."
Jack must ask because entering her room to search for clues is simply inappropriate.
"I did, but I didn't uncover anything out of the ordinary. If you want, you can look through her room and see if you can find anything. You're her friend, so you know her well enough to notice anything unusual in her belongings."
Mr. Buck stated as he stood up and led me to her room.
"I'll get you a cup of coffee so you can just enter her room."
Mrs. Jackson said as she headed to the kitchen, followed by Mr. Buck, leaving me alone inside her room. It appears that it is difficult for them to enter her room knowing she was not there.
I just finished a cup of coffee from Sir Desmond, he sighs. He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary when he approached near her bedroom. Perhaps she doesn't want anyone to find her, Jack pondered. Why would she leave in the first place? Jack gazed around the room, his sight falling on the paper press beneath the lampshade. This one is strange; it looks like a note. However, what is written here are random words. Some of these don't seem to be real words to me. Some of the letters are capitalized.
"Did you find anything, Jack?" Mrs. Jackson asked.
I should notify them if this is a lead to finding her, but I can't claim it is. Maybe she just scribbled something down at random. As a result, I decided to keep it and put it in my pocket.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Tanya, but I couldn't discover anything."
When I saw them outside the room, I promised them that I would assist them in their search for her, but for the time being, he needs to go home because it is getting late. Jack encourages them that they must remain strong in order for us to find her as quickly as possible.
My parents and brother were seated at the dining table when I entered the apartment. I told them what had happened, and they were all taken aback by the news. When I told them I needed to rest because it had been a difficult day for me, they looked at me with sympathy and concern and simply nodded, telling me to rest. I didn't even bother to join them in their prayers.
I was lying in bed when I suddenly remembered the notes I had picked up inside Amelie's room, so I went to fetch my coat. I felt a sting from my fingertips as I inserted my hands inside my pocket to pick the note. I grumbled, "Ouch." When I looked at my hands, I noticed a small cut on my index finger that caused it to bleed. When I was looking for the cause of my finger pain, I picked up the card that the old woman had given me. That night, I remembered putting it in my pocket. I grumbled to myself "How unlucky."
***
He notices blood on the card and cleans it with his hands to remove the stains. He felt nauseated at that point, as if he was being lured to the darkness. Without recognizing what had happened to him, Jack passed out.
When Max walked into the room he and jack shared, he discovered jack laying on the floor. He sighed and shook his head in astonishment. He believed that his brother might be exhausted from the happenings today. Because he doesn't want to concern us, especially his father, his brother usually appears tough in front of them. He even dropped out of school so that I could continue my studies. He lifts his brother, who is very heavy, and tucks him into bed slowly.
***
After playing hide and seek with the troublesome followers of the wretched god in the darkness, the shadow slowly lifts his lips higher and forms an evil smile as he notices the anomaly occurring in Dumont city.
"That jerk really picks him, huh? So fortunate, and I'm so envious of you."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
The birds flew from the trees, and squeaking could be heard in the woods. His laughter echoes throughout the night, but only the things within the wood can hear it.
When the shadow notices the churchgoers approaching his location, he comes to a halt. If it isn't due of him, he has already abandoned the city. It laughs as it shifts its place and flees from the pursuer. I need to finish this as soon as possible, the shadow thought.
"Will he be frightened if I simply introduce myself to him? Hmmm... after more consideration, he might. AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA "
***
"Jackkk... Jack."
Someone is calling to him, but he can't see who it is. The night was crimson red, as Jack could see. He gets chills just gazing at it. Where am I? I don't like this.
"Jack... Jack... "
He could hear someone calling out his name. He stepped into the fog, not knowing where it would take him. He then notices someone seated in the magnificent chair. He couldn't see the individual properly, so he asked a question.
"Hello. What's your name? Why are you calling out my name? What am I doing here?"
As confused as he is by the events unfolding in front of him, Jack asks a series of questions. Because he was frustrated, he ruffled his hair with his palm. What the hell is going on with me? Everything hasn't seemed right to him since that night. He could then hear the chuckling of someone in front of him.
"Me? Well, I..."
Jack notices the person's face becoming clearer, so he focuses his vision on him to get a better look at a person in front of him. But then something unexpected happens, which Jack cannot believe. He closes and reopens his yes because he couldn't believe what he was seeing till reality hit him. As he falls backward, his face becomes pale as he notices his own face grinning back at him.
"...am jack." said the jack in front of him, a menacing smile on his face.
"Huff... huff..."
Jack awoke from his dream, realizing he had just had a nightmare. He was sweating bullets all over his body, indicating his terror. Jack is sitting on his bed when he realizes how did he get back on his bed. He laughs at himself when he recalls passing out due to a minor cut on his finger, and that his brother must have carried him to his bed.
When he went to get the card and the note, he realized the card had gone missing.
"Max must have thrown it."
Well jack didn't care what happened to the card. He took the note out of his pocket and read it again.
fEIGHT ONiE nONE TENd thONEe boTH REEx jONE Sack EVEN, Fame OUR lie. aNIL FOUndeR rEsIGHT THRonEE.