Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ghost In Red: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"What are we going to do now?" I sighed and asked out of nowhere while we were riding a cab back to our rented room. Sydney seemed to be looking out the window and thinking something so deep, and she never bothered to talk to me about what had just happened back there at Veronica Dawson's residence. It turned out that the woman wasn't my mother, of course. They just have the same name. It was that old lady's husband who got the surname Dawson. And they don't know who my mom is or any of my relatives here in Illinois. They just have the same family name. Bummer, I know.I really don't know what else to do to find my mom, but I know that this lovely blondie right here on my left already has a pl

*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---A man’s cry echoed in the alley after I hit his gut hard thrice with my left knee while holding his head down, locked on my side, and I let him go. His face landed first on the dirty, cold ground, and I stepped back from him. He groaned and tried to stand up but failed, and he clutched his stomach. That must have been hurting like his broken nose, but I don’t feel sorry at all. He effing snatched my wallet! And what am I supposed to do? Pet him? Not even close! I have lots of valuable things in it. All my money, ATM cards, IDs, and much more stuff are there. Heck, even the key to the room we were staying in is there.And thinking about my wallet, I looked around to find it, but there seemed to be no signs of my precious wallet anywhe

*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---My hands were shaking as they covered my mouth, seeing the person so dear to me lying on the cold concrete while her blood began flooding around her. Shock is an understatement of what I am feeling right now, and all I can do is hope that this is not the reality, that I am just dreaming, a bad, tragic dream, a nightmare, indeed."This is not real. This is not happening. Oh, my gosh! Syd?" I muttered, my voice breaking while I could feel my knees getting weaker, and I slowly fell on my knees. I couldn't dare to look at her face right now, and I tried to touch her left leg. She's not moving, and all I can hear is something ringing in my ears as my surroundings move so slow while my vision becomes blurry.

*Sydney Roswell's POV*—"Wha-what did you say?" I asked OJ to make sure I heard her correctly, and she went closer to the bed, where I sat, and looked behind me."Syd, you… oh, no." She muttered, looking astounded and puzzled, and I slowly turned my head behind me to look where she was looking.And I squinted my eyes and looked in disbelief at the person lying behind me. It's not just any person. It's me. And I don't look good."Oh, my! What the…? Who is…" I stammered and hastily tried to hold my face and arms, and I began breathing fast as I felt panicked.I looked at OJ, and she wore the same face as me."How did… I… oh, girl, no! Is this real? Am I just dreaming? Isn't it? This isn't real, right?" I asked my bewildered girlfriend, and she let out a sigh and shook-nodded her head."What does it mean, Oj? Am I in… wait a damn second." I asked her as I tried to get out of the bed and stood beside her, and there, I saw my whole body lying unconscious.

*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"Are you not going to wait for your homies, Syd? They are on their way here from the airport. All of them, Adam, Wendy, Kevin, and Emma. And with Vidia, of course." I curiously asked my girl, and she looked back at me as we were about to pass through the closed door of her hospital room. I have finished explaining to her about her current condition according to the doctor, and she seemed to not care about it."Uh... Nope. I don't want to waste time listening to all of them inform me about my stupidity, especially my brother. He's more than Mom and Dad combined when angry. We better go wherever we want. We still have at least thirty-six hours left. Let's use it wisely." She answered and held out her left hand for me to hold, and I warmly smiled in response as I gently grabbed her hand. She's right. We're free to do whatever we want and go wherever we want, except we can't touch things and people in the physical world.  And