Chapter 9A Chapter by MAMattersMedium: The Origins finds a young man setting out to avenge the death of a beloved family member and to recover forgotten memories, only to find himself with a new case and a unknown assailant on him.Chapter 9
I check
my jacket pocket. Damn, I don’t have the files with me. For an old lady, I
don’t expect to see someone over about 100 years old to live alone in a
haystack like house. Everything seem so ancient here. There are incense sticks
under books and on tables, the bookshelf is made out of branches, there’s a
fireplace in a middle of a living room, and her chair is made out of hays and
sticks. The only things in this house that looks like it’s store brought are
books and the beeds she was wearing. There
is something odd about the old lady. When I saw her at the house she said my
name, and she knew I was at the house. It’s like she can predict the future.
Have I seen this old lady before? What is the reason she has brought me here?
She sits on her chair and we begin our discussion. “How
did you know my name?” I ask. “Let’s just say I know of
your situation, I’ve been in it multiple times and it’s still what I do. I can
help you.” She reply. “I’ve just only met you,
why would you want to help me out?” “Because what you face
now is no joke, it’s a serious problem.” “It’s a problem I’ve been
facing alone, I’ve been trending very carefully so nothing happens to me.” “You cannot do everything
alone, let me help you.” “How do I know I can
trust you?” “You have to, otherwise
you won’t have time to live very long to solve your problem. Your problem may
end up killing you.” I decide to not say anything. I’ll have to put my trust in
her. “Now you don’t know who I am, nor what I’m doing, but like I’ve said, I’ve
been in your shoes multiple times. But it’s been long since I’ve done this and
I don’t have much energy to conduct what I’ve been doing. I know what to do,
but I don’t have enough energy to execute it, that’s why I brought you here.
You’re the only one who can stop it. Do you have anything to say?” I nod my
head sideways. “Then why don’t we discuss the matter. I believe you’ve heard
stories about this house.” “I’ve only dealt with
strange events, and I figured it had to do with that house. I’ve never really
known the story until recently. Researching on its history is how I got to this
house in the first place.” “What
were you hoping to find there?” “Answers, to some of the
strangest problems I face as of now. I don’t know how I got myself into this
mess but there’s something about that house that I can’t just let go of.” “No one knows what
they’re doing. Sometimes that’s just part of life son. You start without
knowing anything and then you understand your situation better after you’ve
found a solution. No one can really control the circumstances given to them.” “I think I understand my
situation, I don’t think I’ve found a solution yet. Strange events in the house
started after a woman named Marlene was dead. There were other deaths following
hers, almost all of them with no logical explanation. They only explained they
were at the house during that time. They kept saying that the house is haunted
haunted haunted, and now I believe it is, but I can’t wrap my head around it.
How would something like this even work?” “You need to look at
things from a supernatural perspective boy. Ever heard of the expression that
what’s outside is just for show but what’s inside matters? In this case it also
matters. The body may be battered but not the spirit. The spirit would take its
place within the environment of their deaths. Once set in place, it becomes
their domain. The spirits can control what’s within their reach. That’s how
they kill, and they will continue to do so if we don’t drive the force away
from this world.” “What…the…hell? They
sound unstoppable. How do you manage to retain hope after knowing that?” “I can’t explain that.
It’s just how it is. It’s how it is with everything. You don’t lose hope,
despite what you go through.” “D****t, what else is
there…Do curses expand their reaching limits to kill more?” “What do you mean?” “You said the spirits can
kill as long as there are living people who would enter the house. I’ve
encountered other people who have entered the house. One of them had a
camcorder. In the recording, they were at the house looking around, and they
ran out alive, but they died at other places. I saw the veined eyes of Marlene,
and she was also at other places where they died.” “So what you’re saying is
they were killed by the curse, but not inside the house?” “Yes, yes.” “Then they must’ve made
contact with a curse in a way that it follows them around.” “So if they entered the
house, they made contact with the curse?” “No, they only entered a
territory of death. When I was in good condition to work, I noticed that even
when you entered a haunted section you still had a chance to stay alive by
getting out of there. What you should know is that when the spirit is set in
place at their death place, the belongings within that environment is cursed.
If they took anything with them, that means they have taken the curse
everywhere they go. In that scenario the spirit can strike.” I was wondering,
hmmm…. “Is something wrong?” “I’ve encountered her in
my dreams, and I even caught her eyes following me around. I…I think I got
something of that house, but I don’t even know what. I’m certain today was the
first time I went inside the house, but even before that it follows me around.” “Are you saying the curse
is following you around before you went inside the house?” “Yes, I might have
something that belongs to the curse.” “But you said today was
your first time in the house, are you sure it was your first time.” “I’m really sure this is
my first time.” “This doesn’t make any
sense at all, how would the curse follow you if you had no…” Suddenly, she
couldn’t finish her sentence. Did something happen to her. “Had no what?” I ask.
What’s preventing her from finishing her sentence? She then quickly skims
through her stuff. “Listen, the only way to
prevent further killings is by driving the force into the afterlife.” She hands
an old ripped but ancient looking book, and an ancient looking necklace shaped like
a cross in a circle. “I can’t explain much, but this book will tell you how.
Take the necklace with you, it’ll come of good use.” I grab the book and the
necklace. I wonder what text will show me how to get out of my problem. “What about the fact the ghost
follows me without my contact with the house? You were saying something bef…” Before I can finish my
sentence, the strange wind blows the fire out. It takes away our sights. I take
my phone out and use the flashlight app to look around. I flash it towards the
old lady and a seemingly strange figure behind her. Oh no! That’s Marlene
behind her. At the sight of veined eyes the light suddenly dims down
completely. I hear crackling noises getting louder. All of a sudden, it stops.
I turn the flashlight app back on, and I find the old lady lying on her back
with a terrifying look on her face. It is too late. Marlene already got to her.
Marlene was just here, she could’ve had the chance to kill me. Is she just
toying with me? If she is then she’ll have no use for me once she’s done. I’ll
be done for if it ever comes to that. I open the book and flip through some
pages. One of the passages reads: To
banish the evils hence from this world, one must conduct the ceremony at the
home of spirits. © 2015 MAMattersAuthor's Note
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