Embrace the light (clairvoyant)-Chapter 22. Taken

Gabby was talking in the back room with Ralph, I was waiting for Walt when the front door was knocked. I could see from the glass door that it was John, the creepy guy. I was battling myself whether I should open the door or not.

But he already saw me, so I decided to go near the door and try to listen but keeping it closed, I was going to pretend that I didn't have the key to open the door.

"Miss, would you mind helping me, I seem to have left my phone inside?" He asked politely, but there was something off about him.

I signaled him to wait and told him that I would search for it, but keeping him out at the same time. I figured I was going to let Ralph deal with him when I find his phone.

But the minute I turned my back on him, he somehow got inside and pulled me roughly to him. His hand was tight on my waist, while his other one was keeping my mouth shut. I was struggling, but failed the instance his skin touched mine.

That was when I saw Marie struggling in his hands, all the cruelty that he had done to her, how he had beaten her to death, how he dragged her lifeless body to her shallow grave. I was sobbing in no time, my heart ached for her, I was panicking as he dragged me out and into his car.

Then it all went dark as he stuffed my face with a damp rag, it was sweet... the rag smelled too sweet. It was making me drown in the darkness, while my body went limp in his arms. I could feel him putting me to the back of his car and covering my body with a blanket, but my mind wandered off to Walter. I could already imagine his reaction, he would be devastated, I let out a prayer for him as I felt a tear slipped out from my eye.

I'm sorry Walter, I'm so sorry...

It felt like hours until I could manage to open my eyes, only to find that I couldn't see anything. The air was cold, it felt like I was seated on a sofa, my eyes were blindfolded my lips were taped, as I couldn't open my mouth when I tried to scream for help. My wrists were bound to my back, I whimpered as I feel the pain each time I tried to free myself from the knot.

Then I heard some one entered the room. He was behind me, as he pulled my hair to the back making me let out a muffled screaming sound.

"You... how do you know about Marie?" he asked, his voice was deep and threatening. He ripped off the tape, making me cried from the sheer pain.

"She... she..." my voice was croaked when I try to talk to him. But he was not happy with my slow response, as he slapped my face hard, making me cry in pain. I was sobbing, and still trying to explain. Until he took off the blindfold making me see his enraged expression. I was truly afraid of him, like he could kill me right there and then.

Then he moved back, giving me time to recuperate. That was when I slowly took a deep breath, and try to tell him again about Marie. Anything to delay my death in his hand, anything to keep his touch away from me.

"Marie came to me, I can see the dead, ghost... she told me where she was buried. She showed me that she loved you, how both of you used to live together happily, she was a beautiful young woman. She was in love with you, until she told you that she was pregnant and you beat her to death, beat your own baby to death." I was crying explaining this to him. He looked like he was shocked, he looked like he knew that I was telling the truth.

He was silent, he was letting me carry on with my explanation. "She showed me how you dragged her to the back and throw her in a shallow grave and put her in it. She loved you, until her last breath, she loved you... how could you do that to her, to your own baby?" I finally snapped, the memory of her sadness hit me hard. How she spent all those years in between, and not being able to cross. How she was crying and singing her lullaby for her baby, her cries for her cruel boyfriend, for her cruel destiny.

He was closing his mouth with his hand, and resting his back to the wall. He was definitely taken back with my words, he obviously know that I was telling the truth.

"YOU! you make her roamed in between for years! She was restless, her soul could not move on. You're a very bad man, while all she did wrong was loving you, all her mistake was having your baby." I told him off bravely. I had nothing to lose, I might die in his hand. I just wish Walt didn't have to go through with another loss. Maybe he was right all along, maybe he was cursed.

"She was my other woman, I was scared that she would jeopardize my business, my career, that she would ruined my marriage." He looked like he was reminiscing his past, I could see glimpse of his old self.

I was reliving her sadness all over again, my tears were falling freely. The creepy John doe was busy with his own feelings, he looked overwhelm with my explanation. Then that was when I feel the drop of the temperature, I could see my own breath, the familiar eerie feeling was coming back to haunt me.

That was when the hooded lanky man approached me, he wiped my tears from my cheek as he touched his long cold dainty fingers to my face. I looked at his eyes, I finally had the bravery to take a good look at him. The one entity that had been following me since I was a little girl. Since the first time I had the ability, the unwanted ability that made my life a living hell.

He looked at my state of being, then he whispered eerily in my ear. But strangely, that time I was not afraid of him, that time I felt like I knew that he was going to help me.

"You will be just fine..." that was all he said in his deep eerie voice. Then he turned his back and move towards the creepy John Doe. And that was when his long fingers tear into his chest, and grabbed his heart and squeezed it. I could hear the loud painful scream of the guy, his face was shockingly scared.

"What?! what... are... you... doing to me? STOP... it!" he breathed out each words trembling, his hands was grabbing his chest where his heart is. He was breathless, he was elevated couple of meters high by the hooded man. He couldn't see the entity, he was looking straight at me.

He was thinking that I was doing it. "Bitch! STOP it!" with that last words, creepy John's head was snapped by another hand of the hooded entity and his heart was ripped out of his ribs by the other one.

His blood splattered onto me making me scream, my body shook in horror as another man's blood was all over me. I cried hysterically, my wrists were hurting as I kept on trying to break free, trying to get out of there.

But then the hooded man hovered his way towards me, then he engulfed me with his coldness.

"You will be fine. You're safe now..." he told me in his familiar eerie deep voice of his. And somehow it gave me comfort, in some deranged way it was like a lullaby to me.

And somehow it gave me comfort, in some deranged way it was like a lullaby to me