chapter_009 : The Fourth Person

Thank goodness, the fourth person was Scarlett Elizabeth Morgan.

"Well... then we'll proceed with my second plan. Next, we'll wait for news from your sister..." Jane Sophia Parker glanced at Scarlett's room and said, "You can go back first. As soon as you get any news, call me immediately. Then I'll tell her the date of her future death so that she can cooperate with us. Remember, we're not just saving Scarlett; we're saving ourselves. As long as she can survive, our cursed fates can be lifted. So don't treat this as someone else's business. Consider it as saving your own life. Got it?"

Orion James Miller couldn't help but admire this woman's strength. Bearing such a fate yet remaining so calm. After all, not everyone could do that. Perhaps deep down, she was extremely vulnerable.

For seven years, he had often thought about finding a way to break the curse. He even considered looking for those who were cursed, but fear held him back. The deaths of his parents were always a shadow in his heart. He always felt that he had somehow stolen his lifespan from death and didn't dare to provoke anything. The only thing he was glad about was that Violet Elizabeth Miller knew nothing. Although she also had a shadow in her heart, she was much better off than he was. Knowing that you will be killed in the future, but not knowing when, by what, or even how, is a feeling far more terrifying than death itself. Jane, who also carried such a fate, could always face it so rationally. It really wasn't easy.

"Got it. I'll contact you."

Anyway, for now, he could only choose to believe her.

After Orion left, Jane remained in the large living room. It was already 1:30 a.m. She should have been very sleepy, but at this moment, she couldn't fall asleep.

What if she killed the other person in advance...

She had actually considered this. But in the past, since she couldn't sense those cursed, she could only think about it and couldn't put it into practice. But now it was different. The fourth person had been confirmed to be Scarlett.

Her body involuntarily stood up and walked towards the kitchen. The whispers in her heart, like a demon, led her to the knife cabinet. She took out a sharp kitchen knife. And about twenty meters behind her was the room where Scarlett was currently staying. To be honest, compared to her plan, this was much simpler and more likely to succeed.

Guilt? Even if she didn't do it now, Scarlett would probably die in the future anyway. This was just advancing it. Since death was inevitable, why not give others a chance to survive?

"No!" She put down the knife, crouched on the ground, and shook her head desperately, trying to get rid of this evil thought. When she witnessed her mother's death, fear had already deeply taken root in her heart. This inexplicable evil power was irresistible. Once a premonition occurred, it would definitely come true. She knew this very well, so she had no confidence in herself at all.

Why... didn't she inherit her father's supernatural physique? Why... didn't she inherit those eyes?

Her thoughts instantly drifted back to the past...

Her grandfather and grandmother had passed away very early. And many people who knew her father were said to have had short lives. Almost everyone her father loved ended up badly.

When she was a child, she always felt strange. Why did her father have a pair of eyes different from others? Why was her father called the ill - fated son? Even her maternal grandfather, grandmother, and no one from her mother's side of the family had ever come to see her. No neighbors were willing to associate with this family. Her father was gossiped about by everyone. No one understood him, except her mother.

When her father was born, her grandfather seemed to dislike him. Just because he had a pair of purple pupils that always exuded an eerie air. From a very young age, the people around her father began to die one by one, and all of them died inexplicably. First, it was her grandfather. He died in a completely enclosed room, and no external injuries could be detected. The cause of death was heart paralysis, but her grandfather had always been healthy. That year, her father was only five years old.

Then her grandmother died. She hanged herself, but what puzzled the police was that there was nothing under her feet that could be used to stand on. Originally, this situation could be inferred as a murder, but... like her grandfather, she also died in a locked room.

After that, her uncle, her father's friends - nearly ten people died in succession within a few years. And all of them, before their deaths, had been stared at by her father's strange purple pupils. Therefore, her father was regarded as the ill - fated son. The rumors grew more and more intense. Some people even suspected that her father had killed those people. The more superstitious ones thought it was a curse from her father. From that time on, her father's supernatural physique had already shown its power. But at that time, even her father himself didn't know what this power meant. He was also afraid of the deaths of those around him, but one thing he was clear about was that it had nothing to do with him. The deaths of those people were not what he wanted. But no one believed this. When facing the unknown, humans always resorted to ignorant methods. Her father was clearly innocent, yet he had to endure the strange looks from others. He had done nothing, yet he was regarded as a murderer.

However, the disasters didn't stop. The people close to her father kept dying one after another. Eventually, no one dared to be friends with him, not even talk to him. Once they saw him approaching, people around would immediately avoid his gaze. If someone directly met her father's purple pupils, that person would think they were going to die soon.

Until her mother appeared.

At that time, her father had obtained a master's degree in psychology and went to study abroad. The people there didn't know his past, so he had a relatively normal life. Her mother was her father's patient at that time. As the daughter of a wealthy family, she felt empty and lonely in her pampered life. So her grandfather invited her father to treat her mother's depression. The young doctor and the beautiful lady met under such circumstances. With his erudition, a pair of mysterious eyes that didn't seem to be of an Easterner, and his elegant demeanor, it was natural for him to win her mother's heart.

But her father hesitated to accept this relationship. Because he knew he might bring misfortune to the one he loved. Although he wanted to believe it had nothing to do with him, he had indeed fallen in love with her mother, so he couldn't take such a risk. At that time, her mother was young, beautiful, intelligent, and talented, a lady born with a silver spoon in her mouth. He didn't want her to encounter disasters because of him.

But how could young people control their passionate emotions? When love came, all rationality was erased. When her mother, pregnant with her, and her father asked her grandfather to hold a wedding for them, her grandfather was furious. The wealthy family valued face and pomp. Her grandfather would never agree to this marriage. Moreover, he easily found out about her father being the ill - fated son. So no one in the family supported them. So, a clichéd plot happened again. Her mother decided to give up everything for love, but she didn't expect to embark on a path of no return. Although their married life was full of hardships, she always stood by her father and showered love on her.

"I wish A - Jane had eyes like yours... I love your eyes."

Her mother didn't regard her father's eyes as a symbol of bad luck but was rather infatuated with them. Her father, on the other hand, was glad because he thought at least... his daughter wouldn't be born as the ill - fated one.

Jane knew very well that this proved she hadn't inherited her father's supernatural physique. But when she was a child, she felt lucky about this. However, after her mother's death, she hated it.

In fact, before her mother's death, her father's supernatural ability hadn't fully awakened, but he had already sensed that her mother was in danger. This was also mentioned in his notebook. Her mother always thought that the so - called bad luck was just superstition. Although she grew up abroad, she was an atheist, so she had no scruples about this statement.

But she still encountered misfortune. She was killed by a ghost just like that.

Her father couldn't help but blame himself. He thought he had ruined her mother's life. If he hadn't met her mother, her mother's death wouldn't have happened. However... who could have predicted this? Was this inevitable or just a coincidence? His desire to foresee the future stimulated his truly all - knowing and all - powerful premonition ability. His supernatural ability awakened. He also had a premonition that his daughter would die. He didn't want to bring misfortune to his daughter again, so he left, leaving behind a notebook. In order to prevent his daughter's death in the future, would he even do something like killing?

Her mother's death was always a scar in her father's heart. And her own life and death became the most important thing in her father's future life.

Should she do it? Should she kill Scarlett now?

At the same time, Scarlett suddenly woke up. What was going on? Where was she? It was pitch - black all around. After a moment, she remembered that she was at Jane's house. Fear gradually spread. She suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why was there no light in the room? She remembered falling asleep with the light on!

She immediately turned on the bedside lamp. There was nothing unusual around, but she still wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and tightly grasped the corner of the quilt.

What time was it? Tomorrow, no, today, should she go to work? If she took another unexcused leave, the boss would probably get angry... No, the important thing now was to save her life. She could find a job later...

She looked around the room one last time. After confirming that there was no abnormality, she lay down again. But the moment her head touched the pillow, she jumped up and slowly turned her face to the left side of the bed.

No... it couldn't be...

The box that had moved on its own in her house was now placed in the corner of this room!

The box had disappeared after she fainted and woke up. How could it appear here now?

Her feet almost went numb. She could only keep moving backward. Then she got out of bed and was about to run away when she suddenly found that the box in the corner was gone.

Was it an illusion?

No, it couldn't be that simple...

Jane picked up the knife.

Then she put it back in the knife cabinet.

Her mother wouldn't have wanted her to do this. Even if she saved her life by killing Scarlett, she still wouldn't be free from the curse, the curse on her soul. She didn't want to sacrifice someone else's life for her own. That was not okay.

She might as well go to sleep... She could think about what to do next after waking up.

"Oh, the fourth person is Miss Morgan?"

"Yes, that's right. The premonition should be correct. It's a pity our premonitions aren't synchronized. Otherwise, we'd know the time immediately."

At the breakfast table, Orion told Violet everything he and Jane had discussed in the early morning. The more she listened, the more excited she became. She even said, "How about this... I'll take a day off when we take action. I can join you..." Seeing Orion's face turn gloomy, she lowered her head, sighed, and said, "Alas... You're so lucky. You just finished writing a new book, and the editor gave you a long vacation... By the way, I've been keeping an eye on the best - seller list of new books these days! Brother, your book..."

"Just eat. Why so much talk? Don't you need to go to work?"

Before leaving, Violet said seriously, "Brother, don't worry. I'll investigate carefully and help you... You must protect Miss Morgan! I'll call you right away if I have a premonition!"

She really knew nothing and only cared about others... Thinking of this, Orion couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed. He only thought about saving himself and even had the thought of sacrificing Scarlett. Compared to his sister, he was really a selfish person.

Just as he was about to go back to his room to read, the door behind him suddenly opened, and Violet rushed in. Orion asked in confusion, "What? Did you forget something?"

"Brother... I felt it... Miss Morgan... She, she... Her death is in three days!"

An hour later, he had already arrived at Jane's house. When Scarlett heard that she only had three days to live, her face turned paler than paper. She repeatedly asked Orion to confirm it many times.

"I... I don't want to die... I really don't want to die!" Jane spread a map in front of her and said patiently, "Miss Morgan, I know you don't want to die. If you want to live, you must follow our instructions. We've already determined that you're cursed. So, in these three days, we must come up with a plan to get you through your death date. Remember, as long as you survive until zero o'clock at night after the death date, you'll be able to live! If you want to live, you must work with us!"

There was no other way. Scarlett could only sit down quietly and listen to Jane explain the specific plan, along with many precautions. Scarlett couldn't help but feel disappointed. These two were just ordinary people. She had originally thought they could come up with some magic talismans to subdue demons or a magic sword to slay demons. Now it seemed all her hopes had been dashed.

However, this was better than facing it alone. Then Scarlett started asking questions about various details, and Jane answered them one by one.

"What I want to ask is... Am I completely safe in these three days?"

"..." Jane held her chin, thought for a while, and replied, "If by'safe' you mean staying alive, then you can rest assured. You definitely won't die in these three days. However, I can't rule out the possibility of something terrifying happening to you. There's nothing we can do about it. Please bear with it." Like the appearance of the box yesterday? Just thinking about it made her shudder. If the same thing happened again, she would be scared out of her wits even if she didn't die.

"You can go back to your own home to sleep in these three days. Staying here isn't necessarily safe either. You can go to work as usual. Staying alone will only make you think too much." Orion gave her this advice, but Scarlett shook her head desperately when she heard it. She absolutely didn't want to go back to that place.

"Well... Miss Parker... I think I'd better continue staying here..."

Although she saw the box that night, if she went back home, the box might follow her. A hotel wasn't safe either. So it was better to stay here. After all, it was only three days...

"I don't mind. But Miss Morgan, it's the same wherever you live. There's no such thing as safe or dangerous. The key is what happens three days later. If you're really scared, how about I sleep with you? Two people sleeping together, you can wake me up if there's any danger."

Hearing Jane say this, Scarlett immediately nodded and thanked her, crying, "Tha... Thank you so much, Miss Parker... You're so kind to help me..."

Jane felt really uncomfortable. She had once thought of harming her. Now she was helping her, also for her own sake. Scarlett's gratitude made her feel even more uneasy. "Don't thank me... Three days later, you must cooperate with us whole - heartedly to ensure that you can survive. I can't promise you anything... Really, I'm sorry..."