“Oh my God!” Amilia gasp and clutch her chest as she takes in everything she was seeing. She had found the children. She didn’t know if it was a good thing or not. The good thing is that she had found them, the bad thing is their current state. They were not hurdled on the side like the ones she saw in her hometown, no. The children in front of her are doing different things. They were cluttered all around the place. Boys and girls, running around and chasing each other. Some were at the side of the room just minding their own business. It may look pretty normal but it makes Amilia nauseous. The children who were running around and chasing each other were shouting curses and saying bad things about the other. And the ones at the corner were doing something a child should not do. They are engaging in intercourse like they were being forced to do it. “Purest soul.” Amilia blurted out. “It was what appeal to them before they die. And their soul was stuck in here doing the last thing t
There was a banging on the door that made Amilia pause midway in putting her spoon full of fried rice in her mouth. Lizzie had decided to make a bowl of fried rice for their breakfast. Lizzie, get up from her seat and opened the door. Amilia put her spoon down and listened to the conversation. She heard a familiar voice. “Help me.” Amilia also stood up and walk up to the door. There she sees the kid who was living with her father a few apartments down from her. She was clutching her door; her eyes were wide as a saucer and she was trembling. She looked at Amilia as tears swell at the corner of her eyes. “My Daddy…” The kid hiccups. “My Daddy, he…” She tried again. Lizzie was quick on her knees and put her hands on the kid’s shoulder. She smooths it down, trying to soothe the kid. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You can tell us everything slowly. You want to go inside?” Lizzie offered but the kid quickly shook her head. “No. We need to save my Daddy. There was… there was a… monster!” Th
“Are you truly, I mean, truly sure about this?” Lizzie asked Amilia. They were at the school library, crouched in the darkest corner of the room. The place was quiet and void of people. Ever since the previous librarian died rumors had been going around about her death. Some speculated that it was a heart attack. Some say it was one of the students and some say that there was someone who sneak inside the campus and raped her. But Amilia knew well what had happened then. But she brushed it aside, again. Not wanting to relish the memory. “Can we find some Stray here?” Amilia nod. She wanted to test her theory again. Stray would follow on the Shades movement. Anywhere the Shade can get a soul there was always a Stray following its movement. If Amilia and Lizzie were lucky enough they will encounter some Stray here at the library. Half an hour passed but they have not seen even smoke from Stray. No one enters the library either. “Amilia.” Lizzie was now leaning at the wall beside her
“Amilia.” Amilia turns to look at the Fallen. He had a serious look on his face. “What?” She asks. The Fallen look around the place. Eyeing everyone as they busied themselves with their task. Senna was drawing something at the side. “I need to talk to you. Privately.” He stressed the last word. Amilia look around too for a moment before she got up from the couch. She went to her bedroom and she wait until the Fallen had entered before closing the door. She faces him, her arms crossed on her chest. “What is it that it’s making you this secretive?” The Fallen look at her. His gaze was straight into his eyes. She was once again being sucked in with those gray orbs. His serious face was still there that only heightened his unearthly features. He was just staring at her, unmoving. It makes Amilia uncomfortable. “Hey, speak up. What’s wrong with you?” Amilia was looking everywhere but him. She was starting to squirm. “I was being called.” At first, she didn’t understand what he was sa
“Amilia.” Amilia turns to look at the Fallen. He had a serious look on his face. “What?” She asks. The Fallen look around the place. Eyeing everyone as they busied themselves with their task. Senna was drawing something at the side. “I need to talk to you. Privately.” He stressed the last word. Amilia look around too for a moment before she got up from the couch. She went to her bedroom and she wait until the Fallen had entered before closing the door. She faces him, her arms crossed on her chest. “What is it that it’s making you this secretive?” The Fallen look at her. His gaze was straight into his eyes. She was once again being sucked in with those gray orbs. His serious face was still there that only heightened his unearthly features. He was just staring at her, unmoving. It makes Amilia uncomfortable. “Hey, speak up. What’s wrong with you?” Amilia was looking everywhere but him. She was starting to squirm. “I was being called.” At first, she didn’t understand what he was sa
“Senna!” Senna woke up with a jolt. Sweat was trickling down her face. She was out of breath too and her heart was pounding so hard it reverberated around the room. Blake was sitting at his daughter’s bed. He was in a panic too. “Amilia.” One word. One name is all she can manage to say. Blake hugged his daughter and try to calm her down. She was still shaking and tears were streaming down her eyes. “Shh. It’s all right, sweet cake.” Blake rubbed Senna’s shoulder. “Dad, we need to go and see Amilia. I want to see Amilia.” Senna said while she tried to suppress her sobs. “But it’s already late. We can visit them tomorrow, okay? Let’s go back to sleep first.” “No!” Senna pushed her father slightly. She can’t go back to sleep. She won’t. No. The possibility that she will see that scene again terrified her. She can’t. “Dad. I can’t go back to sleep. I need to see Amilia. I want to make sure she’s alright.” She pleads with her father. She was tugging at her shirt. Blake looks at hi
“No. It’s this way.” “I told you, it’s this way!” Lizzie and Zephyr had been arguing since an hour ago about the place and the direction they need to go. Without the Fallen, they need to continue looking for some lost souls of the children on their own. They had already noticed the missing presence of the Fallen but they did not ask Amilia. They thought that maybe this had something to do with their private talk and wanted them to have that privacy. So now, she and Zephyr would just constantly be at each other’s throats. Small things, like where should they go first and what would their actions be. Amilia can see their effort and was grateful for it but having to constantly hear their bickering was unnerving. “Guys! Can we at least decide on things together? At this point, we wouldn’t be able to finish something.” Amilia said, stopping Lizzie and Zephyr’s midsentence. “I agree.” Senna seconded. Senna had been with them since that night. They did not tell anything to the girl, it
“I don’t remember much. All I know is when I woke up, I was here already. There was nothing and no one here.” The boy started his story. Senna scooted closer to him as he was starting to talk. Amilia found debris that was protruding from the fallen column not far from where she was standing, and she sat there. She was listening to the boy and was watching Senna intently. Her father left her in her care, and Amilia would be responsible if anything would happen to her. “You don’t even remember your name?” Senna asks. The boy shakes his head as a reply. He hangs his head down, looking ashamed. Senna was restless, she finally crosses the gap between her and the boy. She gathered his hands on her own and squeeze them. Amilia didn’t let a single action go unnoticed. “Don’t worry. We can help you, right Amilia? We can wait for your friend to arrive and help him, right?” Senna’s eyes were hopeful. The boy threw Amilia some hopeful look too. They are in this together. “Yes. I suppose so.