Jack
read the news; he had tried to sell some of his treasured belongings to pay for
his mother’s leukemia chemotherapy. But he was rather too late now. She passed
on and tagged him an orphan, being the only son of both his deceased parents.
Frank
had persuaded him to a bar to drink his sorrows away. It was there he read the
newspaper of his enemy declared missing.
His eyes
was a little blur but he was certain he read well.
He
chuckled, but he wasn’t satisfied. He had wanted to make her pay, he had wanted
to cause her so much pain. But since karma has decided to take laws into its
hand, well, he couldn’t help but smile at the sight of it.
“What’s
funny? She is a fellow human, where is your conscience?”
Frank
words were full of spite.
“What? I
hope she rots in hell. That bitch is the reason I lost my contract, the reason
I lost my mother”
“Why? Because she refused your advert proposal? Come on Jack, you can’t blame that on her…there are other models that would have made the cut”
“Why? Because she refused your advert proposal? Come on Jack, you can’t blame that on her…there are other models that would have made the cut”
Jack
anger kindled that he rose to fling off the table that carried the bottles of
beer.
An
uproar arosed and with haste the waitress and bartender approached with
words welled up in their mouth.
“Hold
on, I’ll pay for the damages”
Frank’s
words were satisfactory and the waitress went on to calculate the loss.
“Frank,
I begged that bitch. She even locked me up! I could not attend my
presentation!”
Frank
waited till he was done ranting in pain.
“Ok
Jack, I get you, let’s get back home”
****
Julie
ignored the voice calling her from behind. She lingered and followed the men on
mask as they threw her body into the boot of an dark SUV and drove to a ship in
wait.
She
couldn’t believe this, they took her body to an abandoned island and threw her
out like some rag.
This was
well planned. Who would have done this to her?
Is she
dead? Why is it impossible for them to hear her? What was really happening?
She was
still trying to figure these questions.
She
followed back in the ship, back to sea shore where Siera was waiting…
Wait,
Siera…? What was she doing here?
“It’s
done madam”
One of
the men in the mask said as he revealed his identity when he pulled off his
mask. It was her pilot, the one she fired not up to 24hours ago.
“Good
job David”
Siera
commended and handed him a bundle of cash.
“Oh my
God! Siera you bastard. Siera!”
Julie
charged at Siera in her usual wrath but Siera simply went thru her, she was
just like an air with an invisible smoke.
She fell
to her knees. She tried to cry but even tears were not surfacing.
“Oh my
God, I’m…I’m de…dead?”
The
woman called out again.
“Julie,
welcome to the other side”
Julie
took a good look now. She stood up and approached the woman.
“Who are
you?”
The
woman had no eyes, her face was blank and it somehow scared Julie.
“I am
the gate keeper, it’s high time you stop your roaming about and join the
others”
Julie
took a few steps backwards with a shake of her head in disagreement.
“I am
not dead”
“Yes you are”
“I am not!!”
“Face it Julie, you are dead”
“I order you to leave my presence!”
“Yes you are”
“I am not!!”
“Face it Julie, you are dead”
“I order you to leave my presence!”
The gate
keeper couldn’t help but laugh now.
“Oh poor
Julie, over here, you have no say, your fame and Authority died with you. Here
you are nothing”
She took
another good look at Julie and then revealed her face to frighten her even
more.
“Ma
please, I can’t be dead, please do something”
The gate
keeper showed no sign of remorse to her pleas. She was about to get at Julie
and send her straight to the darkness that wield lost souls when a Savior
appeared and with a quick flash, stole Julie from the gatekeeper.
“Who are
you?”
Julie
asked the moment she discovered she had been rescued to a safe location.
“Me? I’m
Joan, a lost soul. Just like you”
Joan had
a large scar on her forehead. It was obvious that she was in haste.
Julie
swallowed a lump of saliva.
“What’s
that on your forehead, and what is the meaning of a lost soul?”
Joan
touched her forehead to explain.
“This,
is how I was murdered, with an axe”
Julie
nodded but had not gotten the full explanation.
“We are
lost cos we were killed before our appointed time”
“Ok, who was that woman? And why is she after me?”
“Simple, you were evil on earth and you hurt too many people, your punishment is darkness of torment, I saved you because we are in the same shoes, I lived the life of a cultist, I killed people, and I got killed by my best friend. The gate keeper has been after me for months now…”
“Ok, who was that woman? And why is she after me?”
“Simple, you were evil on earth and you hurt too many people, your punishment is darkness of torment, I saved you because we are in the same shoes, I lived the life of a cultist, I killed people, and I got killed by my best friend. The gate keeper has been after me for months now…”
Julie
had to interrupt.
“Wait
wait wait, I don’t understand. What going on? I’m not dead. I just slept last
night and….”
“Face it rookie, you are D-E-A-D…dead…”
“Face it rookie, you are D-E-A-D…dead…”
Joan
held Julie to stand on her feet.
“And now
I helped you cos you still have a slim chance of going back to the world. But
you must promise me one thing”
Julie
became so attentive, going back was not even an option to her, it was a
necessity.
Joan
continued
“I can’t
go back, because my body has long been spotted. I would explain everything, but
if you succeed. I would need you to avenge me, do we have a deal?”
Though
Julie had not fully understood what she meant, but whatever it was, it was good
news, one she was willing to do anything for
“Ok,
deal”
She
replied
The other side
The other side
Continues..
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