Indescribable Horror

"I didn't really see it in action but I saw three teenage males running away," I told him.

"Do you recognize any of them?"

"No, sir. That was my first time seeing them. But I do remember that all three of them wore an all-white clothes. Two of them have dark hair and the other was ginger."

"Okay. What about you, Mr. Thomas? Have you noticed any kids in your area?"

"No, sir. I haven't."

"I see. Thank you for cooperating, you two. I'll go now. I'll investigate this matter further. Be careful out there. Things are kind of… unclear lately. So to be safe, don't wander outside too much." After saying that to us, Mr. Jose left.

"I think I should leave now too, Mr. Jack." Mr. Thomas said. "I still have a lot of things to do. Besides, I don't think that wound's gonna kill him, though I doubt that the left eye was salvageable. Keep me updated, okay?"

And I was left there. Alone in front of the double-swing door. I hesitated at first, but I decided to leave as well. But only after leaving Mr. Gab a note. I asked the nurse who was about to enter the emergency room to hand it to him once he woke up.

I went back to the apartment. And as though what happened earlier was just a part of my imagination, I can no longer see a single person. Not even a soul. As though what happened to Mr. Gab earlier was just an intermission and now that it's done, they're back into hiding — holed up in the made-up security of their homes.

I closed the door behind me as I entered my room. Ethan's not here again. I checked under my pillow to see if Oliver responded already but was disappointed to see no paper whatsoever underneath.

With nothing else to do, I decided to practice. I tried feeling the thin thread of connection in my chest and purplish particles exploded before my eyes. Hovering at varying speeds and patterns in the air.

Fascinated by the fact that I was able to control my shadow and my curiosity about the weird shadows I saw in Madam Helen, that man in the tunnel, Bella, and of course, Alviar, I did the same thing I did that night. I tried leading the purple particle into my shadow. And just like what happened that night, as though it had a life of its own, my shadow began to move and separated itself from me and stood by my front.

But that's it. It only stood there. I can't make it move. And I knew for a fact that it was only an illusion. And I've only been casting it to myself — Ombre said so. I wonder what my shadow looked like to other people. Heh! Probably still on the floor.

*Sigh!* If I wanted to learn how to cast an illusion on other people, then I needed to practice on other people as well. But how exactly can I do that if no one can know about it in the first place? Ha! I'm not getting anywhere.

I went to look outside the window. I thought of a nasty idea about practicing on some dudes around the corner. I was thinking of Mr. Mason. Because if he were to see some illusions, people would just think it's because he's drunk and has been imagining a lot of things and wouldn't think much about it. But I couldn't be any more disappointed to find out he's not in his usual place. Just when I actually need him.

I stayed there for a bit. Not that I have any hopes of finding anyone because that thing just has to happen of all things. What was that for anyway? Red paint and a doll. What was the purpose of that? To scare people off? To warn us? If so, then about what?

What did it say again? Ah! Right! We may forgive, but we can't forget. From what I understand with what Mr. Dwayne said, it already happened before but much worse. And that many died. I hope it really is just a prank. But I'll be careful just to be sure.

I was about to close the window when I saw Madam Helen step out of her balcony. She had a mug in her left hand and a newspaper in the other. She placed them on the circular table by the center and pulled a rocking chair from inside going to the balcony and sat there.

I hesitated a little at first. No. Not a little but by a lot! It's my first time doing it on other people and my chest is booming rather loudly from both tension and excitement. But if I wanted to learn this thing at all, then I'm bound to do it anyway. So what am I even hesitating for?

Taking a deep breath, I tried feeling the connection in my chest and purplish particles exploded before my eyes. But instead of leading them into my shadow, I led them to her. I squinted my eyes — trying to see a much clearer reaction from her.

And a few seconds later, something formed in front of her. It's a shadow but it wasn't hers. It looked like an overweight woman that has a belt in her hand. Madam Helen noticed it eventually and the horror on her face as soon as she saw it was indescribable.