Chapter 31 Who's LEON
Lina's POV
It was working.
At least not until Noel notices and the demon in him decides to jump off.
The wind outside started to roar harder even though the windows were barely open.
A low, strange hum vibrated through the walls, and for a moment, I could swear I heard a whisper—multiple whispers coming from withing Noel, as if something unseen was coaxing him forward—to do it, to jump.
Then I heard it, clean and clear, “Jump,” the voice murmured.
Despite the flickering light, I knew this wasn't Noel who just spoke.
I swear, it's not him.
This wasn't his voice…it's nothing even close.
“Come home,” another strange voice murmured from the darkness.
Then I knew.
Something, someone wants Noel dead.
My heart slammed against my ribs as I prayed and begged for the light to stabilize so I can see things properly, so I can tell where these strange, dark voices were coming from.
This wasn't just madness. There's something inhuman in this room. Something real and controlling, something dark…something powerful enough to push him to that window edge …to want to kill himself.
“Noel, please!” I cried, stepping closer despite my shaking legs. “Look at me! Whatever is happening to you, you have to fight it! Please, don’t do this!” my voice cracked as tears blurred my vision. “Come back! Please just come back to me!”
Then the lights suddenly stopped flickering, and it became stable again.
This was when I saw it.
Noel was by the very last edge of the window already. One more step forward and that would be the last.
Despite all my cries and pleas, it's like my words didn’t reach him.
He lifted his foot and placed it on the very corner of the narrow ledge, his heel barely touching anything.
One breath, one push, one tilt—and he would fall straight down from the twenty-something floor.
My lungs locked. “NOEL!” I screamed. But he didn’t react. Not as Noel. Not as himself.
Then I felt something burst inside my chest—it felt like fear so sharp I thought it was my soul about to rip open.
I opened my mouth to scream his name again… but what came out wasn’t “Noel.”
“LEON!”
LEON was the name that came out of my throat.
I didn't know how.
I couldn't put anything together.
The sound of the name spilling out of my mouth shocked me too.
It wasn’t my voice either—it sounded like something older, deeper, calling from a memory I didn’t know I had.
Noel froze.
The blackness in his eyes flickered—glitched—then shattered completely.
His pupils shrank back to normal as if he had just been dragged out of drowning water.
He sucked in a shaking breath, looking around wildly. “Wh—what am I doing?!” he asked shockingly as he quickly climbed back inside, stumbling as he touched solid ground. His hands shook uncontrollably. “Lina… what—what just happened? Why was I up there?!”
I backed away in fear, tears streaming down my face as I tried to put everything together and why the hell Noel answered to a name that wasn't his own.
“I… I don’t know what's happening” I whispered. “I don’t know why I called you that. I don’t even know that name.” I stammered, my hands trembling as I pressed them against my temples in shock.
“What’s happening to us? What is going on?” I cried.
My entire body was shaking, then my knees slowly became too weak to carry me.
All I could remember was Noel standing by the edge of the window with his eyes all turned black while something was pushing him to jump over.
Then I tried to stop him and in the course of doing that, I suddenly called him a name that wasn't his own.
I called him LOEN.
I don't know how or why I did that, but I'd already referred to him by that name even before I could think it through.
“Why did you answer that name? That's—that’s not even your name—?” The words barely formed but I made sure I forced them out anyway.
Before Noel could answer, I suddenly felt a sharp, piercing sound rush through my head—a stormy, violent wind echoing inside my skull, loud and wild like it was calling me too.
My eyes rolled back at once then I swayed and collapsed, but Noel lunged forward and caught me before I hit the floor.
“Lina! Lina!” I could hear him cream my name, his voice shaking in panic while he shook me softly.
My body had already gone limp in his arms, my breathing shallow, and my mind was slowly drowning in that strange, chaotic roar that didn’t belong to me—or to this world.
And that was the last thought my mind could create before everything went dark.
A total blackout.
I saw nothing but doom.
Maybe I'm dead AGAIN!