Chapter 3 Voice

Just like the note said. I've arrived here in the house since the coffee shop was already closed.

There is still a police line, so I decided to go inside the house and start to wonder.

I think I can get some clues here.

I want to see my Mom, but I also want to know what is going on in this place.

A heavy footstep from the upstairs reached my senses.

Is there someone here? I don't think so, but maybe, because of that note.

Come to think of it, in my conclusion, someone sent me that note, I assumed that behind that note was a real person.

I look around to figure out who is the one who sent that letter.

Not only that, but I heard a soft sound. "Zhian." I can hear the voice, but it's from out of nowhere.

I don't know where to find it, I'm just following the voice.

The voice is turning into a blaring sound, and it's hurting my hearing. Different noises, different voices.

I closed my eyes for a while, and I took a heavy breath to calm myself. "Zhian." My eyes keep closed. "I'm here." A cold voice is covering my ears. A lot of souls are here.

Ghost to be exact, "What are you doing here?" she asked while her hand was running into my shoulder. "Zhian, you must protect yourself from any harm." I decided to open my eyes, and her image appeared in my sight.

"Especially to humans." She walked, and she held my hand. We went inside a dark room, and it smelled like rotten meat? It's hard to describe.

She giggles, "What do you think? What was that smell?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Where is my mom?" I asked her. Maybe she knows it.

"I don't know, you need to move off, it's dangerous in here-"

"But, I need to find my Mom!" I glared at her. She becomes silent. She looked down and released a sigh.

"You don't understand what's going on." Her eyes were blank, and it's hard to read her emotions this time.

"Then, explain it to me! What happened to you? Why did you end your life?" I think I expressed it too much.

"It's for you to find out, but make sure that you will live."

"Amethyst," I murmured. Her tears fall from her cheeks.

"I did it on purpose," she whispered.

Loud footsteps were echoing in a wide, darkroom. I moved out as fast as I could.

Furthermore, I heard someone saying profanities.

The next day, after that incident, I'm back in school. My professor told me that I need to take an exam.

My mother didn't come home last night. She must be somewhere else.

While I'm walking, someone bumps into my shoulder, and her things split up.

Looks like she's crying. "Sorry, my mind was space out at that time, I didn't see you," I said with a casual look.

"Nah, I'm sorry, it's my fault." She stood up and started to pick up her things.

I helped her, "I'm from 8th grade, sorry," she said while forcing herself to smile.

She had bruises on her arm and her shoulder. Did she bump me that much? I don't think so.

"Are you okay? I will accompany you to the clinic, it seems like you have bruises." she immediately covered it with her palm.

"I'm okay, no need, thank you, I'll go ahead, see you around!" She starts to walk, she's heading to the Dean's office.

"Yow, Zhian! I heard that you'd posted something!" someone shouted. Here we go, the bullies. There are bullies everywhere, they are like germs that are hard to avoid, or to prevent.

"Poor Zhian, have you already heard of the news?" someone's put its arm around my shoulder.

"About the boy who went to the house where the incident happened."

My eyes widened. I removed his arm around my shoulder, we're not friends at all. He put it back again.

"Move." He just laughed. "Oh, I'm scared, by the way, the news said that they found another corpse." I remained silent and still walking.

"Don't lay your filthy hands in my clothes." I'm getting annoyed with this brat.

"Why? Do your hands are clean?" he gave me his disgusted look.

"Stop pretending, Zhian Azrael, You are an honor student." He removed his arm and made a distance from me.

"The news said that the corpse they found was wearing a light blue dress, but she had a gunshot to her temple." I felt like I needed to gasp for air.

It's hard to breathe like I have a boulder to my chest.

It can't be. "She's your mom, Am I right?" his voice became phlegmatic. I didn't reply.

"You don't want to believe that news, it seems like you built your reality." His voice turns into a female voice.

"Zhian Azrael, can't you just accept the fact?"

I felt like my tears were going to fall, but I kept myself calm.

"Someday, your world will be run by your conscience," she keeps whispering.

I can't see anything, the surroundings are covered by darkness. It's hard to breathe, and hard to think straight. "Why are you so quiet? What's bothering you?" I heard heavy footsteps, and it's coming closer to me.

The bell rang. I came back to reality. I'm still standing in the hallway, and everybody is looking at me. Hence, I cleared my throat, when I realized that it was already time.

Therefore, I'm early for the next subject, if you know what I mean.

For instance, I rushed to reach my room so that I could precede my professor.

When I came inside the room, they glanced at me.

"Hey!" Someone's waving at me. I start to walk towards her.

"Hmm?" She smiled. Her weary eyes and curvy casual smile make me want to ignore her, yet I can't do that.

She looks like Zoe Amethyst. Do they relate to each other?

"I need your help."