The Hunted Girl – Chapter Two

The next day seemed to roll by extremely slowly , school passed like a blur . Teachers , friends and even students who she had never spoken to came to share their condolences. She hadn’t been popular in school, but she had been very helpful to both teachers and students.”Lindy ,I’m here for you, it’s all going to be alright” her childhood friend fredda said giving her a warm hug , it was probably the hundredth time that day “edda I’m fine, it’s been six months, you don’t have to worry about me”

Linda lied casually ” Lindy , I’ve known you since we were ten , you can’t lie to me” she replied ” have you spoken with umm.. your dad ?” She added hesitantly . Linda’s face instantly turned stone cold “No ” her icy voice reflected her hate for her father. Fredda knew better than to say anything else,she just hoped her friend would let go of the grudge in her heartLinda got home frustrated by the police’s inability to solve her mother’s case .she had thought of different means to solve it herself and decided that the only person who could truly reveal the murderer was the person who was murdered .She had read online that it was possible to communicate with the dead through an Ouija board, all she had to do was perform a small ritual to summon whomever she wanted to speak with.

Locking the doors and windows ,she made sure no one could see her ,her aunt Stella was still at work and wouldn’t be back till later that night because she was working double shifts at the clinic ; she was a nurse . She picked up her bag and brought out an old tattered looking Ouija board ,the letters were faded and it was chipped on two edges. She had gotten it from a weird shop that sold old relics and a few mystical stuff ,she had seen tarot cards and other divination tools there too.The strange old woman that owned the shop didn’t talk much ,she looked scary as she handed the board to Linda and had refused to collect payment , the only words she uttered as Linda walked out of the shop were “Be warned”. But that didn’t deter Linda as she had already made up her mind to communicate with her mother and nothing would stop her.She lit a few scented candles and set them at the four corners of the room , and sat cross-legged at the center of the room with the Ouija board infront of her. She picked the tear shaped planchette and placed it on the board pressing it firmly with her forefinger. With a solemn voice she called “Mother are you here , can you hear me ?” . A cold breeze blew through out the room giving her goosebumps and making the hair on her spine stand on end. The planchette automatically spun and landed on the word ‘yes’ which was on the upper left corner of the board.