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IMPOSSIBLE.
“Okay, now what the hell is this? I can’t believe he would stoop so low, that idiot!”
Marcel vented out loud standing with her back to the closed doors she had just entered moments ago, grumpily taking out the boy’s phone from her jeans, prepared to dial his land line number, but suddenly stopped realizing that a single call might be enough to make him rush on over before she could even issue a complain.
“Humph! I should have seen through his lies, there’s no way someone would steal a bunch of old furniture and ornaments, no wonder the neighbors didn’t see anything… because there wasn’t anything ‘to’ see.” The girl shook her head in disappointment wondering why Nate would try to deceive her, clearly the house wasn’t empty… everything was exactly the way it was before.
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SOUL BOUND FOCUS!
“Calm down Marcel, I need you to stay focus… listen to my voice.” Mike reassured her, understanding that for any normal human being, seeing such a next to impossible occurrence of having a deceased loved one appear even in a foggy state, it would be both incredibly painful and frightening all at once. “Why… how… what… this is just insane! I’m going crazy…” The girl yet again anxiously shook her head, not realizing that her limbs had actually moved despite being numb… but unfortunately stumbled backwards onto the wooden floors. “Be careful!” The ghostly figure excitedly hovered closer, worry evident in his static tone. “M… Mike…” Marcel held her raging chest murmuring lowly as she found the strength to stare directly at the m
SOUL BOUND MAKING THEM CRAZY.
“No, that just doesn’t make any sense. Why would the director go to such lengths to destroy your family? Spreading lies is one thing… but to use some weird gas which may or may not exist… I find it hard to believe.” “Grandpa! Mike said it had something to do with him. Then there was the doctor’s report and the mention of the whole bizarre experiment. I think it’s all linked to what’s happening now.” Marcel paced back and forth across the room trying to connect the dots. “Alright, wait a second… let me see if I get right. Michael Rayburn, your grandfather; we know that he was at Acre Hills apparently admitted for mental instability at a time when he had supposedly died from heart attack. No one in your family had ever said anything about this yet his file was there, could it be that th
SOUL BOUND ANOTHER WAY.
Like any other level-minded individual, Nate obviously found most of what she was saying to be quite outrageous yet as with the past, it didn’t stop him from going to the ends of the earth in supporting her theory. If she believed all this was true, then he would try his best to help her find the answers she needed. “So what now? What are we going to do about aunty Betty? I’m sure those nosy neighbors are keeping tabs on me to see if I’ll get rid of you too… humph! they definitely saw you bringing me back here.” “Hmm, everyone at the diner is going to know by tomorrow… or by the end of the day.” Nate sighed wearily at the thought of them being under twenty-four hour surveillance in their own town. “At times like this I’m glad this crappy place doesn’t take gossips a
SOUL BOUND UNEASINESS.
Although they were both anxious for answers, at this very moment it was still rather useless to take action, the most they could do was speculate and plan out their next move in solving the mystery. So running around in the open was absolutely not such a good idea when logically they were mere young adults battling against the heartless enemy. Marcel obediently stayed at the boy’s residence jotting down her conclusion and reviewing them, convincing herself that this was real… all the recent irrational, crazy things in her life was actually happening. Nate did as he said, driving back to the diner hoping that Betty was calm enough to be reasoned with, thinking that since he had managed to persuade her for a chance in the beginning then maybe he could do the same once more, now that she wouldn’t be influenced or provoked by the reminders of gossiping empl
SOUL BOUND TARGETED.
“Aunty Betty wasn’t at the diner? Then you stole food from her, these are stolen goods?” Marcel paused her actions of stuffing her mouth with a few potato chips she found at the bottom of the box, completely missing the point of his words. “M, did you hear what I said? I think she’s missing.” Nate repeated in distress. Probably because they were related he didn’t consider his decision to take some supplies as stealing, especially since he planned on telling her the next time they saw each other. “I heard you, but just because someone isn’t home that doesn’t mean they’re missing and it’s definitely no reason to steal from them.” Even if they were desperate, the last thing she wanted was for the woman to believe that she made him rip-off his own family for her sake… her reputation was tarnished enough as it
SOUL BOUND I WILL LEAD YOU.
“D… dead? no! that’s impossible! It can’t be!” Nate stammered in disbelief, the fear in his heart growing by the second. “Save it! we have witnesses confirming that you were the last ones to see her alive.” The cop rudely shoved him forward as he spoke while another opened the doors and lead the way out of the diner. “We left right after the rest of the workers… she can’t be dead… maybe she’s missing…” “Enough! We found the body. So don’t waste your breath lying; one way or another we ‘will’ get a confession out of you.” “No…” Nate murmured in denial, the gruesome feeling of dread quickly pounding in his chest. “G
SOUL BOUND NIGHTMARE.
“Da… Dad?” Marcel stuttered, staring at the aged figure beside her with a complicated feeling churning in her stomach. Was she lost in yet another dream of deception? But why did it feel so different... almost like it was real? “It’s alright honey, I know you’re scared.” Maxwell continued to comfort the girl. “Dad?” She uttered once more reaching forward with trembling hands, tracing the outline of the man’s bearded face, tears uncontrollably rising in her eyes and falling along her cheeks… an indescribable feeling welling in her chest. “It’s me little warrior, I’m here… dads’ here.” “Dad!” Marcel excitedly shouted in a hoarse voice, throwing herself into the warm embrace of her father, fin
SOUL BOUND MEMORY.
“Dad…” Marcel cautiously called out to the agitated man a few minutes later; certainly they could not continue in this manner… her silently questioning the meaning of his words and him clearly panicking with almost all the answers flustering in his brain. However, hearing the soft tender voice calling out to him with worry and care, Maxwell instantly ceased his actions of pacing back and forth, yet his body was uncontrollably shivering in fear… perhaps struggling to connect the series of events replaying over and over in his confused state of mind. “Wh… what experiment is Victor Ambrose doing at Acre Hills?” The girl mustered up the courage to ask despite dreading the response, thinking that if a grown man who had suffered all sort of hardship in his fifty something years of life was this shaken up by what had possibly happene
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