Snatched

"Dark magic?" He asked in a shocked voice.

It seems like he knows about it all too well. What the?

"Slow down Mr. I ain't saying anymore, until you tell me more about this place and what you know! As my patience is Running thin, ad is ai have to get back to Serenity."

Besides I couldn't even tell him, even if I wanted to. Not that I don't want to, but I never got the chance to hear what my doctor  had to say.

He stared deeply into my eyes and he raised his eyebrow.

What is it with his eyes? They are just so memorizing.

"You don't make things easy do ya missy? Unfortunately you can't leave just yet." He answered with a sigh.

"My name is not missy, but nope, I don't make it easy. What do you mean I cannot leave just yet"

"Remember, I am your ticket back to your world. I could just not let you into my house. Therefore, you'd be trapped in my world forever. Now, I know you wouldn't want that." He slyly remarked.

"You keep saying your house? Although, your younger sister is living with you? Why doesn't she live with your parents?"

I was so confused, she is too you g to be on her own, let alone with her older brother, they must be living with their parents.

"I am a grown man and can take care of myself. I bought this land and got it built. As for my sister, she didn't want to live with my parents, so I was nice enough let her stay and take care of her."

"Oh."

Really, a grown man, I wouldn't go that far, but not to live with her parents, I wonder why?

"Well, in that case tell me who you really are, and then I'll tell you what my doctor said to me." Trying to be all cute, but I don't think he was buying it.

This has to hurry up, I got to see if my sister and the doc are still okay.

I don't know how much time has passed or if the two places run on the same time. Not being there made me more anxious than ever. I am her protector, her big sister and the only family she has left.

Out of nowhere, he grabbed my hand and lead me to his house.

No words were exchanged between us, just simply fast walking to his front door.

What is he doing?         

We get to the house and he brought me inside, may I mention, it was breath taking. The ceilings were high, his front foyer painted in this gold tone and I glanced back outside through the front door and his sister waved me goodbye and went back to playing.

"Hope to see you again." She called to me.

I waved back and he closed the door.

Same, I think.

He let go of my hand and looked down at me. I wondered if he was staring at my chest, or my eyes, I literally couldn't tell you.

"Alright missy, my name is Elliot and I am 19-years-old in your world, but here I am 25. I am nothing special, in fact, there isn't much about who I am you need to know, and for now, I will have to tell you about this world a different time."

I was taken aback, he didn't seem that old, but he was.

He'd be 8 years older than me.

"25? You are so old! Sorry, but I really think being around you is a bad idea, I am not even 18 yet!"

I am not wrong.

He laughed and I was confused, again.

"No, no, you don't quite understand. Let me explain quickly. Here in this world you are 25 and you stay that age forever. Yet, the world you come from, the more you stay in your world the faster you age. Here it is not like that, for example, my sister is technically 9 in your world but 25 here. So, technically there is nothing wrong about my age."

Wait hold on? 25 forever? But, your sister, she looks so young? Will she stay that small though?"

"No, no, she will grow taller, I would probably say around the height of 5'6", and that's that. "

"Your world seems complicated, but there is oke thing I do not fully understand?"

"What is that?"

"How do you die? If you do not die of old age?"

"Okay, this might sound morbid, but our souls have a time limit on them, we do not last forever, but there are ways to increase and decrease yours or someone else's time, but we do not speak of it."

"You all know your death date. That is morbid for sure. When is yours,"

"We do not give out the information to anyone until the day prior."

That's absurd!

He leads me to the hallway mirror and gosh, it's like one of those wall antique mirrors. You know, with the fancy trim, and shiniest of glass. It's absolutely beautiful and he noticed my admiration.

"Like it?"

The texture on the frame and the embroidery, I couldn't believe my eyes. I have never seen anything this beautiful, besides my mother's wedding dress that is. I am in awe. Why would a man like him, have a mirror this beautiful?

"Like it! Are you kidding me? I love it." I gleamed at him.

"I had a feeling you were going to say that." He chuckled.

I could feel the warmth in his laugh, the truthfulness in his eyes, maybe I doubted him too much, and should have given him the benefit of the doubt.

"Elliot, how does it work? Like, how am I suppose to go through it, back to my house?"

He looked saddened and said,

"Touch it, if you start going through then you've done it and that's all there is too it. Now go, there is no time to waste."

"Come with me." I pleaded.

"I can't. I am not like you. If I enter the mirror I turn to ashes. You're special, Crystal. Now go!"

Me? Special. He keeps telling me that and sure, I can start seeing a few things that could be distinctively different than my sister. But still, I barely know who I am. Apparently.

"Wait, don't you want to know what my doctor was wanting to tell me." I questioned.

"That will have to wait, you have to get back to your sister.  I'll see you again soon, please stay safe."

He makes me feel numb, even for an older man and he doesn't have to touch me, to do things like that to me is definitely saying something.

I took a deep breath in, stretched my hand and touched the mirror. It went through. Before I left I looked at Elliot and waved goodbye.

"Don't miss me too much, I don't want to be hearing from your sister you were crying over your bedside for me." I chuckled.

His fece flushed pink, I think I embarrassed him, totally not my plan, okay. Maybe just a little and he responded,

"I think it'll be you thinking about me, missy."

I scrunched my nose and I leapt through the mirror. The sensation of going through was trippy, kind of like the motion you would get of you were  on a ride.

I was finally back into the downstairs bathroom, I jumped off the sink and I felt a cold breeze. Yet, it's basically summer weather outside and we haven't turned on the air conditioner either. The house felt eerie and too dark and not to mention too quiet for comfort.

I walked out of the bathroom and to my suppose the cold breeze was coming from the front door, which was left wide open.

The door was wide open! I immediately closed it and locked it; there was a storm brewing outside, but why was our door open?

I climb up the stairs slowly, trying to make no sudden movement and the moment I reach the top, fear struck through me. Something was off.

I clenched my chest, as pain struck through me like a bullet. What was this feeling? I was stopped in my tracks. The smell of blood grew stronger and my first instinct was something happened to my sister.

Is she dead?

I could barely walk, let alone crawl to my sister's room, the blood was intoxicating, and my body began feeling queasy. I forced myself to keep it under control. I literally dragged my frozen limbs down the hall where the blood trail continues into my sisters room and upon opening her door, the blood became too much and I grasped my hand over my mouth and I glanced at her bed to see she was gone.

Not only was she gone, but so was our doctor. There was a pool of blood on the floor, perhaps her and our doctor were attacked! Or? No, I won't think that, maybe, just maybe, our doctor is not who he says he is. I am ruling nothing out at this point.

No fucking way, he's been our doctor since we were kids, he wouldn't hurt a fly. Could he? Would he betray us?