Whatever the participants were experiencing, Steven couldn’t
see it. It was all private between them.
With horror, Steven felt his chair begin to lift from the
floor. He grabbed the sides of the chair, and pressed his feet down, trying to
feel the floor. He looked, and the chair was about six inches in the air. It
slowly turned, facing away from the others. None of the others moved; they were
all transfixed with the focus. Steven’s chair moved away from the circle,
towards the other end of the room.
At the far end of the room, he saw the dark woman emerge from
the wall. She floated rapidly towards him. As she approached, she raised her
head for the first time. Steven saw her eyes. They were white, with no pupils.
Her mouth was twisted and her brow was furrowed. She looked angry.
Steven twisted in his chair to look back at the others in the
circle. They were motionless, concentrating on their focus. None of them seemed
to know he’d left the circle.
The dark woman moved within a couple of feet of his face. The
cloth of her dark dress floated in the air, leaving black wisps behind as she
moved. Steven knew immediately that she was not a normal ghost. The sense of
evil that washed over him reminded him of Lukas.
What are they doing? he heard her think.
They’re focusing, Steven thought in reply.
On what? the dark woman thought. Tell me!
Steven tried to blank his mind. He didn’t want to give her
any information.
Are they all disloyal? she thought, beginning to circle him. Are they after my
son?
Steven concentrated on a blank image, trying desperately to
not give away what the others were doing.
They’ll never reach him, she thought. I made sure of that. He’s mine now.
He’s loyal now. They’re wasting their time. She moved in close to Steven,
staring him in the face. Now he could see her more clearly. With horror, Steven
realized half of her face was removed from her skull – it hung like a flap, as
though it had been peeled from her, exposing emptiness underneath. Steven
recoiled in his chair, pushing back into the cushions to create as much
distance from her as possible.
I didn’t invite you here, she said to him . You’re not welcome. Tell me if
they’re after James , or I’ll kill them.
Steven could sense both evil and crazy; she was completely
unhinged. He didn’t want to see if she was capable of delivering on her threat.
Yes ,
he thought, they’re focusing on James.
The dark woman let out a wail as only a ghost in pain can
generate. She drifted back toward the wall, talking to herself.
They’re going to ruin it, she howled. How could he hate me? I gave him everything.
He was so powerful, so promising. Disloyal! But I showed him. Turned the
tables. Now it works for me, not him. They’ll be mine soon. But they’re going
to ruin it!
Definitely unhinged, Steven sensed. He remember what Roy had
told him about ghosts, how self-obsessed they are. This one seemed much more
wrapped up than others he’d met. Roy had told him how dangerous ghosts could be
– especially ones that weren’t stable. Her combination of evil and crazy seemed
like a volatile mix.
She turned and moved back towards him. Steven was again
shaken by the flesh hanging from her face. Make them stop , she thought. Make
them stop, or I’ll kill them all.
I can’t, Steven thought. They’re all more powerful than me. I couldn’t even
join their focus, I couldn’t induce a trance. I can’t make them do anything.
You are a liar! she thought. You’re more powerful than all of them! I can
see that. You’re more powerful than James, too. You can make them stop. You
must. Do it, or I will kill you.
Steven decided he needed to risk arguing with her. He needed
more information, and the group needed more time.
Why do you want them to stop? he thought. What’s wrong with
contacting James? We need to know how to find his device.
Disloyalty! she screeched. Although these were thoughts Steven was
hearing, her intensity was
see it. It was all private between them.
With horror, Steven felt his chair begin to lift from the
floor. He grabbed the sides of the chair, and pressed his feet down, trying to
feel the floor. He looked, and the chair was about six inches in the air. It
slowly turned, facing away from the others. None of the others moved; they were
all transfixed with the focus. Steven’s chair moved away from the circle,
towards the other end of the room.
At the far end of the room, he saw the dark woman emerge from
the wall. She floated rapidly towards him. As she approached, she raised her
head for the first time. Steven saw her eyes. They were white, with no pupils.
Her mouth was twisted and her brow was furrowed. She looked angry.
Steven twisted in his chair to look back at the others in the
circle. They were motionless, concentrating on their focus. None of them seemed
to know he’d left the circle.
The dark woman moved within a couple of feet of his face. The
cloth of her dark dress floated in the air, leaving black wisps behind as she
moved. Steven knew immediately that she was not a normal ghost. The sense of
evil that washed over him reminded him of Lukas.
What are they doing? he heard her think.
They’re focusing, Steven thought in reply.
On what? the dark woman thought. Tell me!
Steven tried to blank his mind. He didn’t want to give her
any information.
Are they all disloyal? she thought, beginning to circle him. Are they after my
son?
Steven concentrated on a blank image, trying desperately to
not give away what the others were doing.
They’ll never reach him, she thought. I made sure of that. He’s mine now.
He’s loyal now. They’re wasting their time. She moved in close to Steven,
staring him in the face. Now he could see her more clearly. With horror, Steven
realized half of her face was removed from her skull – it hung like a flap, as
though it had been peeled from her, exposing emptiness underneath. Steven
recoiled in his chair, pushing back into the cushions to create as much
distance from her as possible.
I didn’t invite you here, she said to him . You’re not welcome. Tell me if
they’re after James , or I’ll kill them.
Steven could sense both evil and crazy; she was completely
unhinged. He didn’t want to see if she was capable of delivering on her threat.
Yes ,
he thought, they’re focusing on James.
The dark woman let out a wail as only a ghost in pain can
generate. She drifted back toward the wall, talking to herself.
They’re going to ruin it, she howled. How could he hate me? I gave him everything.
He was so powerful, so promising. Disloyal! But I showed him. Turned the
tables. Now it works for me, not him. They’ll be mine soon. But they’re going
to ruin it!
Definitely unhinged, Steven sensed. He remember what Roy had
told him about ghosts, how self-obsessed they are. This one seemed much more
wrapped up than others he’d met. Roy had told him how dangerous ghosts could be
– especially ones that weren’t stable. Her combination of evil and crazy seemed
like a volatile mix.
She turned and moved back towards him. Steven was again
shaken by the flesh hanging from her face. Make them stop , she thought. Make
them stop, or I’ll kill them all.
I can’t, Steven thought. They’re all more powerful than me. I couldn’t even
join their focus, I couldn’t induce a trance. I can’t make them do anything.
You are a liar! she thought. You’re more powerful than all of them! I can
see that. You’re more powerful than James, too. You can make them stop. You
must. Do it, or I will kill you.
Steven decided he needed to risk arguing with her. He needed
more information, and the group needed more time.
Why do you want them to stop? he thought. What’s wrong with
contacting James? We need to know how to find his device.
Disloyalty! she screeched. Although these were thoughts Steven was
hearing, her intensity was
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