Bab 14: Act 2, Chapter 6
After Abir introduced herself and the rest of us, we started. "Who are you?" she asked and the cuff jerked across the board, hovering with the hole in it over certain letters for a moment before moving on. 'C'-,H'-,R'-,O'-,L'-,L'-,O' We spoke each letter while Abir wrote down what we said with her eyes closed. "Chrollo?" she asked and the cuff landed on 'yes'. I could feel my wife and sister-in-law's hands shaking. Suddenly the cuff kept moving without Abir asking anotjer question. 'L'-,U'-,C'-,I'-,L'-,F'-,E'-,R' we simply spoke along again, Abir again wrote down what we said once more. "Lucilfer.." she whispered along and the cuff landed on 'yes' quickly. "Lucifer like.. the devil?" she asked almost cautiously but the cuff snapped to 'no'. Suddenly Abir started scribbling on the paper, her hand moving quickly but purposefully. As if she knew what she was doing despite her still closed eyes. My sister-in-law suddenly cried out in a scream and when she did, the board flew across the room. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest and for a moment I wished it would just stop. "What's going on?!" I asked, horrified, but my eyes fell on Abir who was wiping blood from her nose. I asked her what had happened, but she ignored me and instead asked my sister-in-law what had happened, She then stuttered and explained that she had seen a man behind Abir who had his hand on hers and seemed to be moving it. She pushed the paper over to her without a word and nodded in shock. After that Abir pointed us to the cuff and the board and we hastily said goodbye. She asked us to drive her directly to the train station so that she could go home. In the car she explained to us what she could not tell us in the house. The spirit that was in our house was one of the only previous owners of the house. In the attic was a chest with his things, it was black and lined with lilac silk on the inside. We were to keep the board and the cuff in different chests, which should be located in the darkened up attic. In her vision she had seen points where he could most interact and phantom-like he avoided the light. He had remained undetected for so long that since his summoning he had become so strong that saying goodbye was not enough, only weakening him enough that he could no longer hurt us. That he could only manipulate the points that Abir had seen in her vision. If we made the cellar and attic available to him, he would largely spared us from making visual appearances. She stressed extra strongly that the cuff must not land on the board, it would be an invitation for 'Chrollo' to come back into the house at full strength. My wife and I put all our money into the house and there is nowhere else for us to stay. Giving him what he wants is our only option.
I hope God forgives us for our sins.'
Tears ran down your face.
You had chrolloYou set Chrollo free.
You had given him the power that Mrs. Abriyah had taken from him, you had freed him from the cage she had put him in with the help of your great-aunt and great-uncle.
So what happened to you was entirely your fault.
Maniacally you leafed through the following pages, there had to be more happening, there had to be a way to get rid of him.
But the next few pages contained only single sentences written with handwriting that was getting worse and worse, drawings of Chrollo and you were sure that Chrollo was the face you had seen in the window behind you a few days ago.
There was also no longer a date that recorded the time of the entries, but there had to be years between the pages before there was no longer an entry.
Still crying, you closed the book.
Warm brightness fell on your face, the day was about to break.
As you wept as you watched the rising sun, you couldn't help but wonder if it wasn't a coincidence that you found the Ouija board and that the book was almost on a presented plate in the study room.
You didn't want to explain to yourself why plates and vases weren't flying through your house yet and why the touch on your skin last night felt almost gentle.
A soft knock sounded on the sliding glass door to the living room and you jumped up, the last tears falling from your eyes.
There was no one in the living room, the light hadn't reached the room fully yet, but by now you were sure that the things that happened weren't coincidences and you were finally past the stage of explaining your current situation.
For a few moments you stared into the living room, only out of the corner of your eye you saw fog forming on the glass and looked at the spot.
'don't be feared'
Was written in the fog and if you had any tears left you would have cried them now.
'He knows' you thought and had to swallow hard.
Was it even safe for you in your own house now?
When the sun's rays reached the living room, the writing on the glass disappeared.
You stared at your car keys that on the counter in the kitchen.
You had to visit him, ask him for a solution even if he didn't know the answer and maybe didn't even remember that time.
You just had to know what else had happened that might not have been in the book.
You had to go to the nursing home and visit him, question him.
But you couldn't go in your pyjamas so you had to go upstairs and get some clothes out, at least for today.
So you ran upstairs in no time at all, ripped the bare essentials out of the cupboard and, armed with your car keys, went outside.
You had stopped halfway to the city to change in your car until you continued.
Visiting hours started from 9 a.m. and that was only in three hours, so you had to get around the time, which wasn't difficult either.
You had the notebook with you and will probably read it through two or three more times before you get to the nursing home parking lot.
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
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