Dylaan stared at the way the elderly woman rolled her eyes back in her head. Saraji could not help but mumble something to keep herself calm as she waited for the woman to complete her calling to the souls that we’re still trapped in the space between the living & the dead— the one for lost souls who were trying to stay in the living realm.
The two pals held their breath. Soon they started to feel faint, and their bodies to shudder. They felt the hair at the back of their necks rise, seeing the quick movements of what seemed to be like bright lights swirling around the room.
Then they heard a piercing shriek coming from the old lady. Her head slid from her body— tumbling in the air & landing with a thunk onto the floor.
Their hearts accelerated in speed. They embraced each other, and asked in a whisper at the same time, ‘‘Is she dead?’’
The woman’s body still in the seat, with her hands placed flat on the table around a pile of bones started to twitch. Her chair was kicked back across the room, it went twisting around for a short while before it landed back on its legs by the edge of one side of the room’s wall.
Dylaan let go of Saraji ready to get out of the room and head for the stairs leading to the main hall on the ground floor. Just as he was about to open the door, something grabbed him by his collar, & tossed him onto the floor.
Saraji closed her eyes, while she did that Dylaan did a flip from the dark wooden floor landing right on his two feet. He froze in his tracks, the same thing that had pulled him was now right behind Saraji.
The head that had been on the floor was now on the table, it winked at Dylaan. Then shut its eyes, and once they were opened- a portal emerged by the table.
Saraji had been yelling the whole time. Dylaan was too shaken to try and move to attempt a rescue.
He could not move from his spot. Saraji was taken along for the journey to the other side— by the headless old woman’s body. Dylaan saw the head jump from the table- in a somersault fashion into the portal.
When he tried to reach it, the portal closed. He slammed his hands onto the table with a great force, it split in two.
His eyes glowed like fire. Dylaan stepped back and wondered how he’d managed to do that.
He looked at his hands~ they were glowing like an ember. Dylaan then heard a whisper loud and clear from something inside of him.
‘Channel all your inner energy and use it to save the girl!’
Dylaan was not sure if he could trust the sound of the voice. It was one that he had never heard before.
But he was not going to let Saraji be whisked away into the strange realm. He took a deep breath, and as he focused…flames of fire appeared forming a burning rim around a portal. Dylaan stepped into the portal, and hoped in his heart that Saraji was still alive.
#/ˈsāˌäns/ (c) 25.07.2022