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INFORMATION.
‘Impossible! How could this be?’ Marcel reflexively withdrew her trembling fingers fearful of unveiling some hidden secrets that might have been locked away in the box before her.
As a little girl growing up in a family surrounded by superstitious beliefs, she was told countless stories about sacred rituals, primordial traditions and honored customs as it related to her ancestors… none of which had placed their lives at Acre Hills Asylum.
Her father was supposedly the first of the Rayburn generation to have suffered from sudden mental instability… so how then did her grandfather’s name appear on the shelves of the collection department?
Nervously roaming her eyes to ensure that the eerie nurse had not found her somewhat hiding between the aisles, Marcel slowly yet anxiously removed the few boxes
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SOUL BOUND HELPLESS.
“I should have thought this through a bit more, now where the heck am I going to go?” Marcel grumbled in frustration, walking along the dusty side of the road, seeping further away from Acre Hills, contemplating her next move. Though she truly missed the company of her best friend standing by her through thick and thin, she was also still very much worried about putting him in harms ways and potentially burdening him with the responsibility of chasing blind leads when it came to her confusing family situation. Ironically enough, realizing that she was the one that wanted him to confess his true feelings amidst the chaos to offer her comfort and reassurance, but soon thereafter abandoned him in such a despicable manner. “Auggh! I’m a female version of a jerk.” Marcel continued to sulk bitterly, roaming the streets like
SOUL BOUND PHENOMENAL.
Marcel uneasily stood there, praying for the unnecessary confrontation to end, not wanting things to get any more awkward than it already was. Thankfully, Jesse quickly understood the situation and didn’t blatantly seek to create any further pointless conflict between the two; since the girl was apparently living under the same roof as the other guy, what use was there to try and win her over? Nate on the other hand, did not utter a single word to the girl the entire time, even as Jesse returned to his car waving good bye in an unbothered manner to mask the disappointment of losing the young woman he had being hoping to ‘score’ with, driving off in pure sourness at his premature defeat. Instead of turning to Marcel for answers, Nate slowly shifted his feet to the opposite location, walking back to his house still very much silent towa
SOUL BOUND AWKWARD.
“Auggh! None of this just doesn’t make any sense; Mike wasn’t one to hold grudges much less resentment and even if his family bond was drawing him to remain in the mortal realm, then why would he want to see his parents and sister suffer to this extent?” Nate continued to reason openly after reading several more pages of the book. Despite getting a better basic understanding of what the sacred night meant for those that truly valued its customs; he still couldn’t find a logical explanation that would suggest that the guy he knew and loved like the brother he never had, would use the opportunity he got to be sort of alive (ghostly) to drag his love ones into the abyss of insanity, would he not rather protect them from behind the scene like a good little angel? As for Marcel returning home after the sun had set on the holy night, it might would have explaine
SOUL BOUND COINCIDENCE?
“Hold on, what? how… I don’t…” Nate stammered in sheer confusion trying to process the news of Maxwell’s death yet just as surprised by the level of calmness written on the girl’s face. “The director said that my dad was found hanging from one of the vents in the restroom… they think he committed suicide, but I don’t believe he did.” Marcel explained. “What do you mean they think? Don’t they have cameras all over that place, even at a certain angle in the toilets to keep a close eye on unstable patients?” He assumed that a facility with majority of its occupants suffering from depression, psychotic episodes and some with potential suicidal tendencies, that they would have measures in place to monitor and hopefully prevent such incidents from occurring.
SOUL BOUND UNNECESSARY WORRIES.
“So, what do you plan on doing now?” They obviously couldn’t barge into the asylum, searching the place from top to bottom hoping to find her father without being caught or tossed out at the very least, nor could they blindly roam the streets wishful of coming across her missing mother. “Umm… I don’t know.” Marcel puffed out a loud breath of resignation, slouching onto the nearby sofa completely dismissing her previous worries of getting the boy overly involved in her messed-up family affairs. “You’re not going to disappear for a few hours on me again are you?” Stunned by the sudden question, Marcel swallowed nervously wondering if it was too late to defend herself now that he knew where she had taken off to without informing him, nonetheless hesitantly admitting… “
SOUL BOUND HIS SILENT BATTLE.
“This is all a part of your scheme to keep a close eye on me, isn’t it?” Marcel narrowed her brows at the boy behind the driver’s seat of the car, fully aware of his obvious intentions. The very next day she was literally pestered out of bed to take a shower and hurriedly munch on breakfast before been prompted to get out the house and into his vehicle, only then being told that they were heading to a local diner several blocks away, almost at the center of their hometown; to work as a part-time bus-boy and waitress. “Of course it is, the band is splitting up and we need money to get by, so any honest cash is good enough for me.” Nate didn’t even try to deny his methods of keeping her beside him, coupled with the fact that he didn’t want her being all alone with the way things were going with her family and
SOUL BOUND GOSSIP.
“Hey guys, let me know what I can do to help.” Marcel passively offered, unsure of how the glaring set of three boys and one girl would respond to them working there… from their silent reaction it was difficult to say whether or not they were in for a smooth sailing or entering rough waters. “Go out in front and just don’t mess up the orders.” One of the guy seemingly in his late teens, probably eighteen years or so, scuffed at her in pure resentment, while the others blatantly ignored their introduction. Apparently they weren’t too keen on being friendly. Sensing the sudden strange hostility now evident from their reaction, Nate brushed aside the negative feeling of their first impression, motioning Marcel through the doors they just came in moments ago, collecting an apron for them
SOUL BOUND CONTRARY TO THE TRUTH.
“What’s your problem dude? Can’t you watch where you’re going?” “Knock it off Tony; just let it go before we end up at Acre Hills too.” “Sorry man...” “No way in hell! What?… you think just because you’re related to the old grump that runs this place, that you can walk around here like some big shot? humph! guess again.” The other two boys made no secret of their displeasure, voicing out bitter insults towards Nate as he accidentally brushed shoulders with the one called Tony, on his way to the kitchen carrying a tray of dirty dishes. “Look man, we’re just here to work, that’s all… I don’t need any trouble.” Even if he wanted to hit the loose lipped fellas for their stupid remarks, he surely had a lot to
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