“Are you sure about that?” Lisa asked Nestie while holding her cellphone against her ear and waiting for Celie to answer.
“I don’t know,” said Nestie, waving a hand across his face dismissively and looking away towards the old house where they changed into their costumes early that morning. “It’s probably a trick of the light or perhaps I imagined it.” He paused. “Forget it. Maybe I’m just too hungry that I’m seeing things.” Nestie chuckled.“No answer,” said Lisa when she heard the familiar automated voice message from her carrier informing her that Celie’s phone was unattended. “Let’s go back inside and change clothes,” she told Nestie as she pointed to the old house.They met Ms. Evangelista, the teacher who looked worried upon seeing them in their wet costumes.“I was so worried about the children when it rained,” said the teacher, wrinklesThere was a mixture of concern and restrained anger in the mayor’s voice as he spoke to Lisa on the phone and Lisa could not help but feel guilty at losing her cousin during the parade.“That girl has run off without her security again, Lisa. I’m sorry you are getting dragged along with your cousin’s carelessness, but she’s gone too far,” said the mayor.“I’m sorry, Uncle Fred. I should have kept Celie in sight. I should have run to her,” said Lisa.“No, Lisa. It’s not your fault. If that cousin of yours had a good head on her neck, she would have gone to her security. She knew them well enough and they are never far from her,” replied Lisa’s uncle.“I’ll keep on calling her phone, Uncle. I hope she does get in touch soon,” said Lisa.“Please do, Lisa. Thank you. Sometimes, I think you should have been my daughter rather than that irresponsible cousin of you
“What do you mean ‘a totally different person’?” asked Nestie, his eyebrows knitting together.“Exactly what I said,” replied Lisa. “I know Celie’s voice, but the words she spoke did not seem to be coming from her.”“You mean like there was a person speaking through her,” asked Nestie, his face looking grim.“Y-Yes,” Lisa answered hesitantly.“Like she is being possessed?” added Nestie and the corners of his lips curled. “Hearing you say that, it does sound absurd,” said Lisa. “Forget I said it.”Nestie chuckled. “Maybe some evil entity has gotten hold of her mind and it’s controlling her,” said Nestie, his eyes widening and lips parting to reveal his teeth.“Stop it, Nestie. It’s not making me less worried over my cousin,” said Lisa, looking away from her friend. “Jon hadn’t sent me any
The children shouted to each other and left the playground equipment they were using to go to the sidewalk. Passing by the entrance to the playground was a short procession of men and women all dressed in black, walking behind a slow-moving hearse that was blasting loud funeral music. The somber instrumental music was made even more eerie by the imperfect audio system that introduced echoes and muffled horns that sounded like voices from beyond the grave. The children who ran to the sidewalk stood quiet as they watched the slow procession, curious at the serious faces of the grieving men and women. A woman wearing a black veil over her head was crying inconsolably while her relatives supported her.Lisa and Nestie likewise walked towards the entrance to the playground behind the line of children and watched the slow procession.“I wonder who died,” murmured Nestie as he looked over the heads of the children. His question was quickly answered as he saw a tarpaul
“You’re looking at it, Nestie,” said Lisa, her eyebrows raised as she observed Nestie’s reaction.“What do you mean?” asked Nestie, not quite understanding. “You mean this is it?” Nestie could not quite believe that they were standing in front of a tomb.“Yes, Nestie. This is it. Carmela is buried under the weeping angel,” said Lisa.Nestie hastily took a step backward. “I thought the graveyard is next door,” he said.Lisa took a moment before replying. “According to stories, Nes, Carmela was not seen by the people as worthy to be buried with their ancestors on sacred ground. Her family decided to have her buried here, next to the chapel where she could be closest to a holy place. The chapel had long been destroyed and this playground took its place.”“It’s sad,” murmured Nestie. “Back then, I knew that mentally ill persons and those who took their own
“That took you a while to process!” exclaimed Lisa.“I know. It’s just that you don’t seem too keen to acknowledge Carmela as your ancestor. Celie seemed quite proud of it. Why, she even acted the part this morning!" said Nestie before taking another bite at his food.“Well, you’re right about that, Nes. I just don’t quite identify with Aunt Carmela. Her decisions just didn’t make sense to me. They said she died of true love, waiting for that mysterious man to return to her, but I think it was just plain stupid to die waiting for any man,” said Lisa.“Ha! Wait ‘til the professor hears you say that!” said Nestie.Lisa lowered her gaze and frowned. Nestie realized his mistake and apologized.“I’m sorry, Lisa. Sometimes I just speak without thinking.” Nestie took Lisa’s hand and squeezed it tightly. “I told you that we’ll go out to divert
To the surprise of the crowd, a door to the ship’s cabin burst open and three actors dressed like crewmen came running out. They went to the ship’s railing and with hands cupped around their mouths, shouted for help. The rolling drums announced the arrival of something sinister and smoke came out of the door from which the crewmen came out. Then, a dark figure walked out slowly. The crowd gasped upon seeing the figure’s eyes which glowed red like embers. He was wearing a mask meant to represent the Ember Ghost and on the mask’s eyes were affixed two light bulbs that glowed eerily red.“That’s the Ember Ghost,” Lisa whispered to Nestie who nodded at her.“I saw him earlier fetching Celie from her float,” replied Nestie without taking his eyes off the scene he was watching.“You mean the actor?” asked Lisa, wondering what Nestie meant.Nestie slowly turned to Lisa and grinned. “Of cours
“Wow!” exclaimed Nestie. “That’s first-class acting!” He turned briefly to look at Lisa who also seemed likewise transfixed by the scene unfolding before her.The woman in white leaned back on the railing as the Ember Ghost placed a hand at the back of her head. The Ember Ghost opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth before lowering her mouth to the exposed woman’s neck.The crowd watched in silence as the Ember Ghost appeared to suck the woman’s blood. The woman’s arms flailed weakly but her face looked serene, if not enjoying the experience. Then, the woman’s expression slowly changed into pain and she grimaced. She placed her arms around the Ember Ghost’s head weakly before dropping them weakly to her side. Then, the woman’s limp body slid out of view leaving the Ember Ghost standing. He wiped the remaining red stains from his mouth with a swipe of his arm before disappearing within the smoke that
“I can’t look!” said Lisa and she turned away as she walked with Nestie forward past the ambulance. They walked silently for several minutes before any of them was able to speak.“It was probably an accident,” said Nestie when they had gone far from the ambulance.“You think so?” asked Lisa.Nestie did not reply. “I hope so,” replied Nestie, tapping his friend’s hand. “Probably a pedestrian who got hit by the float.”“Poor woman!” lamented Lisa, shaking her head slowly. She remembered seeing the hem of the woman’s white gown that protruded out of the blanket as the body was being loaded to the ambulance. She was certain that it was the young actress they had seen on the float and not a pedestrian as Nestie said.“Let’s just forget what we saw.” Nestie walked a bit faster and urged Lisa to do the same.They walked on without saying anyt