the abusers never were.
I shook my head, disgusted and
headed straight through the adjoining wall into the neighbours’ house.
What hit me first was the smell and the colours. To call
it garish didn’t quite cut it. It was horrible. At least to my eyes it was. I
found the couple shouting at each other in Turkish in the kitchen. The garden
was reached by the back door which was at the other end of the room. I had no
clue what they were arguing about, but this had to stop. Normal living noises?
Over my live body! I shuddered and tried to picture myself engulfed by flames.
The air around me grew warm as
I manifested the Ifrit persona. The couple before me both glanced in my
direction as I came into focus. They screamed as I pointed at them with a fiery
claw. I growled, steam rising from my mouth and nose.
“Cursed are you both for your behaviour. You will be
punished for the abuse you have caused to your family and neighbours. Heed my
words mortals, for if you do not change, I will return!” With a flourish I
bellowed a scream at them, fire and all and vanished before them. They both
stood there stunned for a moment, and then started screaming and shouting at
each other again. I had no idea what they were shouting about, but my best
guess was about me. I made my voice heard again. “SILENCE MORTALS! You have
been warned!!”
I realised that as I managed
to speak to these people that I should be able to speak with Steve, even if he
couldn’t see me. I would try it, I decided at some point. It was only fair that
I should be able to communicate with both him and Michael. The only issue with
it was, that the more I had to concentrate on doing things, the more drained I
became. Whereas with Michael, it was like I didn’t have to try at all. He could
just see me. I thought about the Cin creatures that the Turkish culture
believed in, and recalled them mentioning people being on the same frequency. Maybe
that is similar to what Michael has with me then? I wonder if he sees other
dead people? I mused. I would have to ask him later too!
I left the couple who now had
become silent on my command and walked through the adjoining wall to the
neighbours’ house. The lady was standing stock still in the middle of her
living area, and by the looks of her, she was listening to what was happening.
Her partner, a large male spoke behind her.
“What the hell is going on next door? Did you hear that
other voice Karen?”
“I did. What do you think it was?”
“Don’t you mean who?”
Karen shook her head slowly. “No. Whatever just told them
to be silent did not sound normal. Check the windows, see if anything leaves
the house, I’ll check the back.”
Karen and her other half went to a window each, front and
back and were peering through, waiting.
Maybe I should show them
what their neighbours just had in their kitchen? I don’t need to scare them but
give them a fleeting glimpse.
I headed back into next doors
house, and gathering what strength I had left shimmered back into the Ifrit,
fire form. The couple whom I had cursed had disappeared to another room, and
were for once, being quiet watching their TV. I headed through the front door
making my form appear in minute flashes. They wouldn’t be able to quite figure
me out, but would know then, that something had been in their neighbours’
house. Vanishing again, I headed back indoors and to the PC. I felt tired.
Manifesting myself into another form and making me heard was draining beyond
belief. But at least it seemed to have worked. I could only wait and see.
Jumping inside the PC I found my line home and relaxed as the current did the
work for me.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
Appearing at the other end, I
hopped out of the laptop and was welcomed by Michael, sitting watching the
telly.
“Hey Sharon! How’s things going? All good on the haunting
front?” he asked.
I flopped down on the other
sofa, and closed my eyes. “This whole
I shook my head, disgusted and
headed straight through the adjoining wall into the neighbours’ house.
What hit me first was the smell and the colours. To call
it garish didn’t quite cut it. It was horrible. At least to my eyes it was. I
found the couple shouting at each other in Turkish in the kitchen. The garden
was reached by the back door which was at the other end of the room. I had no
clue what they were arguing about, but this had to stop. Normal living noises?
Over my live body! I shuddered and tried to picture myself engulfed by flames.
The air around me grew warm as
I manifested the Ifrit persona. The couple before me both glanced in my
direction as I came into focus. They screamed as I pointed at them with a fiery
claw. I growled, steam rising from my mouth and nose.
“Cursed are you both for your behaviour. You will be
punished for the abuse you have caused to your family and neighbours. Heed my
words mortals, for if you do not change, I will return!” With a flourish I
bellowed a scream at them, fire and all and vanished before them. They both
stood there stunned for a moment, and then started screaming and shouting at
each other again. I had no idea what they were shouting about, but my best
guess was about me. I made my voice heard again. “SILENCE MORTALS! You have
been warned!!”
I realised that as I managed
to speak to these people that I should be able to speak with Steve, even if he
couldn’t see me. I would try it, I decided at some point. It was only fair that
I should be able to communicate with both him and Michael. The only issue with
it was, that the more I had to concentrate on doing things, the more drained I
became. Whereas with Michael, it was like I didn’t have to try at all. He could
just see me. I thought about the Cin creatures that the Turkish culture
believed in, and recalled them mentioning people being on the same frequency. Maybe
that is similar to what Michael has with me then? I wonder if he sees other
dead people? I mused. I would have to ask him later too!
I left the couple who now had
become silent on my command and walked through the adjoining wall to the
neighbours’ house. The lady was standing stock still in the middle of her
living area, and by the looks of her, she was listening to what was happening.
Her partner, a large male spoke behind her.
“What the hell is going on next door? Did you hear that
other voice Karen?”
“I did. What do you think it was?”
“Don’t you mean who?”
Karen shook her head slowly. “No. Whatever just told them
to be silent did not sound normal. Check the windows, see if anything leaves
the house, I’ll check the back.”
Karen and her other half went to a window each, front and
back and were peering through, waiting.
Maybe I should show them
what their neighbours just had in their kitchen? I don’t need to scare them but
give them a fleeting glimpse.
I headed back into next doors
house, and gathering what strength I had left shimmered back into the Ifrit,
fire form. The couple whom I had cursed had disappeared to another room, and
were for once, being quiet watching their TV. I headed through the front door
making my form appear in minute flashes. They wouldn’t be able to quite figure
me out, but would know then, that something had been in their neighbours’
house. Vanishing again, I headed back indoors and to the PC. I felt tired.
Manifesting myself into another form and making me heard was draining beyond
belief. But at least it seemed to have worked. I could only wait and see.
Jumping inside the PC I found my line home and relaxed as the current did the
work for me.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
Appearing at the other end, I
hopped out of the laptop and was welcomed by Michael, sitting watching the
telly.
“Hey Sharon! How’s things going? All good on the haunting
front?” he asked.
I flopped down on the other
sofa, and closed my eyes. “This whole
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