The wind blows mildly, bearing the scent of half winter half spring night. Sounds of rustling leaves mixed in a bit with the blowing wind making a melody of stillness and peace, kind like a lullaby.
She looks up the evening sky and shivered at the coldness of the night.
The sky was a bit unclear, stars are merely visible due to fogginess and she could only see a faint glow of yellow light underneath the cloud that covers moon.
Her eyes shifted on her surroundings. It was dark. There were lamps but neither of them generates light. Tombs are neatly aligned on both sides. Some have withered flowers and unlighted candles, while most of them have none.
She frowns...
'A cemetery?'
The wind stopped and silenced enveloped the whole place emphasizing the emotion of sorrow, pain and loneliness.
"I'm here father..." A gentle voice echoed from somewhere.
She looks around trying to find the owner of the voice. But aside from her the place was empty.
"I got back. I'm sure you're going to be proud of me."
'Where was this coming from?' She looks again. There's no one.
"I would like to give you a gift." Another voice said. It was low and cold. One could tell it was dangerous.
Suddenly two shadows emerged from the dark five steps from where she stood. She step back watching the two shadows cautiously.
"No!" One of the shadows cried. Its voice covered with fear.
The other shadow took out something that looks like a gun and pointed it at the other one.
"This is my parting gift for you." The shadow whispered before pulling the trigger.
A loud bang echoed in the whole place, taking away the stillness of the night.
Ariz jolt up breathing heavily and feeling a bit lightheaded. She could feel a sweat dripping slowly down her left cheek. What's that dream all about? Is that a warning or something? It's been a while since she had a dream like this and for her it's not good.
She sighed and glanced at her wall clock.
6:38 am and it's Tuesday . . . February 12
Her class starts at eight so she might as well get ready. She stood up stretching both arms and legs. She folded her blanket and make her bed before getting the towel and stride towards the bathroom.
She took a shower. After that she prepared her morning meal consisting of bread, butter and orange juice. When she's done consuming her breakfast she already took off.
Five days had passed since she interviewed Dankworth yet the ominous feeling didn't vanish. The lingering feeling was causing her paranoia. She knew her friends noticed her sudden change of behavior. They're just waiting for her to say something.
She didn't give the case to her boss and hide the notes. The only person who knew about this was Nobunaga.
She heaved a deep sigh of sadness.
Jonas is dead. Two days after they meet Dankworth, Jonas's body was found San Carlos Catholic Cemetery, last Friday.
Some witness said, his corpse was lying cold above his father's grave along with a bottle of muriatic acid on the grass beside his body. Police easily conclude that it was suicide which was justified by the forensic later on after the autopsy of his body. His family also a found a suicide note in Jonas's study table that explains his involvement with gangs and being a victim of bullying.
It was sad for Ariz. Although Jonas and she were not that close she knew him as a kind young man.
"How sad." Tiffany lamented. "I mean, how could he waste his life for that?"
"Maybe he had done something wrong to those gangs." Sarah said and sneak some fries in Tiffany’s plate.
"Who gave you the permission to eat my fries?"
"It's delicious!" Sara answered.
"Want some more?"
The two giggled while Ariz just smile.
"Hey, Ariz. I noticed you're being quite lately. Is there a problem?" Vivian asked, worry apparent in her eyes.
"No, it’s nothing." She answers, trying to act natural. "Say, Valentine's Day is just around the corner. I was just thinking what should I give my boss?" She said.
"Just give him chocolates. You're good at doing sweets right?" Vivian said.
"But ... he's not fond of sweets."
Sara giggled. "How about giving him a letter instead?" She said. "I read it from the internet. Western people often give cards and roses on Valentine's Day."
"Le-Letter? Isn't it a little bold? And what would I write?" She asked blushing.
"Confess Ariz!" Tiffany said, and then burst out laughing. "You said that you liked your boss so why not confess on Valentine's Day?"
"I'll just give him chocolates!" She said blushing.
Ariz sighed. She already confessed to Nobel but the Jerk thought that she loves someone else! She got confused, yes. But if she loves someone else why would she wish for him to smile in real life? Why would she wish for him to be gentle like him?
Tiffany let it go and join the two in their conversation about a guy in the chemistry department.
She acted like listening in their conversation but the truth is her thoughts fled to Jonas's death again. Was her dream last night somehow connected in his death?
'Contrary to what happens on that shadow in my dream. He didn't get shot.' She thought. 'Maybe they're not connected.'
Jonas died lying on his father's grave. She talked to his mother last night when they visited his wake. She said it was devastating that her son committed suicide. She was telling them how devastated she was when a coach from a boxing club approached.
She remembered hearing that Jonas was in the boxing club but quit after two weeks of joining. Then the coach said "why did he do this after he decided to come back in the club and do training again."
That gives her a suspicion.
Why bloody kill himself after announcing that he's coming back? It doesn't make sense at all. Was Nobunaga murdered and the suspect did something to make it like a suicide? Even so, the police didn't find anything in his body.
She sighed. Maybe she's just thinking about it a lot. But then there's this feeling that she's being watched and that someone is out there to get her.
She wanted to tell her friends and family but she doesn't want them to worry.
After her class, Mai run straight to the office. By the time she reached the NPI it was almost four o clock and she catch Nobel sitting in the receiving area, reading something inside a black ledger.
"Ariz." He called her with a serious tone.
"I know, tea."
"Sit down."
At that, Ariz frown but do what she's told anyway. It seems Nobel has something to tell her.
Silence filled the whole place for a while until he broke it with a rather impatient tone.
He snaps his ledger shut. "I'm not a mind reader." He said. "Don't you have something to tell me?" Crossing his arms, he asked.
What? Something to tell him?
"Are you listening?" Nobel ask again. "How about saying something?"
"...What are you ... talking about?" she asked back, completely confused. She thought Nobel would tell her something important regarding their upcoming trip, but why is he asking her now?
"Don't answer my question with another question, idiot."
"I'm asking you because I really don't get why you're asking me that!"
Nobel sighed. He notices Ariz's strange behavior that started two days ago. She's always spacing out, jumpy and constantly glancing at the window. It doesn't take a genius to know that something isn't right.
However, by the looks of it, this idiot has no intention of telling him whatever it is that bothers her.
"Never mind. Forget I ask." He stood up and gives her a cold stare. "You should start fixing that dishonest manner of yours. Maybe I should hang you upside down for three days so some blood can finally get in that brain. Hopefully I can get a better answer after that. But since it's you, I won't get my hopes up."
"You jerk! You do realize how awful your personality is?" She snapped at him. "Unless you say something I can't understand what you're trying to say!"
He just turned his back at her. "Tea."
"I really want to poison your tea now!"
"Go ahead."
Stomping her feet, Mai stood up. "I'm serious!"
"Of course." Nobel walked inside his office and shut the door leaving a fuming Ariz alone. Pushing the matter is fruitless. Knowing her, she won't talk.
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_ _ _Friday
February 15_ _ _
"I'm so tired..." Ariz dropped her body in her bed and stared at the ceiling.
It's her first day in the office without Nobel's cold presence and overbearing attitude. The office became lonely and utterly quiet, making her missed Nobel's admonishing. Good thing Lian arrived before she has gone insane. He bought her donuts and they chatted while arranging files. It was a tiring but fun day.
"Did Nobel get the letter?" She asked to no one.
She decided to write Nobel a letter and made him chocolates. It was supposed to be a simple valentine letter yet she ended up pouring her feelings on that small piece of paper. Ariz didn't regret it though. She wanted him to know and that seems to be the only way. She left it on his desk the night before his flight to England.
It was embarrassing to say those words, yes. But she wanted Nobel to know her feelings, so as to clear the misunderstanding between her and his dead twin brother. She realized her feelings for Nobel a day after he asked her if she loves Aries—his dead twin or him. Ariz knew that even she's with Aries in the dream world and he's always there for her, at the end of the day she always wound up wanting to see the narcissistic, egoistical, stoic, and arrogant jerk.
There's also something different in the way they smile. It's so small to say the least. It's the glint in their eyes. While Aries smiles with the glint of kindness in his eyes, Nobel was different. The smile he showed her consist a lot of happiness and you can see it through his eyes. One thing she could never forget in her entire life.
A knock tears her from musing. She glanced at her wall clock.
9:05pm
Who might that be?
Everyone in the gang always called her before dropping by, so are her friends and she's not expecting someone at this time of the night.
She combs her hair using her fingers and walk towards the door but before she could reach it, she froze.
Ariz could feel it. There's a danger lurking and it didn't bode well that she's having a visitor at this time. The strong kick of her instinct made her heart clenched. She gasps and clutched her pants.
'Don't open the door you idiot!' Said someone behind her.
She quickly looked behind her back.
There's no one.
Someone knocked again, this time she heard something clicked. Her heart begun to pound really fast and she's starting to get frightened. After what it feels like hundred seconds, the door opened revealing a slightly grinning Archibald Dankworth.
"Mister Dankworth?" How the heck did he manage to open the damn door?!
"Oh, you're here. I thought there's no one inside and I think you left your door unlocked...miss Jones." He said. Grin slowly widening like a Cheshire cat.
There's no way she'd left her door unlocked! So how?
"W-What are you doing here mister Dankworth?" She tried to calm down, thinking of what to do.
"Sorry for barging in without your permission. Did I scare you?"
Ariz tried to nod but her head seemed glued to its place.
"My sincere apologies, miss Jones. It's just that your unlocked door seems to be...inviting."
"I-It's okay mister Dankworth."
"Let's drop the formalities, shall we? Do call me mister Dankworth. Are you not going to invite me inside? After all I bothered myself to get here just to talk to you."
And that's what? Her fault? She wants to tell him to get lost but she's scared that he might do something bad to her.
"Ye...yes, come in." She let him in. "Do you want something t-to drink?"
'No Ariz! Get away! Run!'
"Juice is fine. Get yourself something to drink too. You seem nervous."
She nodded and went to the kitchen. After five minutes she came back with a tray of juice and cookies.
"Sorry for the wait, please help yourself." Ariz put the tray in front of his unwanted guest and sit across him. "So what brings you here mister Dankworth?"
Her eyes searched for her mobile phone and she spotted it beside the TV. The led light is blinking notifying her of a missed call. How is she supposed to get that without earning a suspicion from Dankworth? She didn't know what he's capable of, that's why she needs to escape right away!
"Aah...stubborn are we not? I like that. Before anything else..."
Suddenly a running water can be heard from the bathroom. Frowning, she looks at her bathroom's direction. What is it this time?
"You might want to turn that off." He suggested.
She stood up and walk towards her bathroom. The faucet is open, how's that possible? 'Did the ghost do it?'
'Get away from him Ariz!'
There's that voice again.'How?' She thought. There's only one door and it will be impossible to reach it without Dankworth noticing her. She looked at the bathroom window, it's too narrow for her to fit in. 'Do you want me to play dead?'
'You're going to end up dead if you don't run away!'
'Then help me, whoever you are!'
After closing the tap she got out of the bathroom hoping that her friendly unknown ghost would help her escape Dankworth. She sat back to her seat slowly releasing the breath she was holding.
"Is everything all right?" He asked.
"Y-Yeah, I think the faucet is broken." She said reaching for her juice. "What were you saying again?"
"It's been a week since we last talked so I'm making a follow up on my request. Is your boss going to take my case or not? I need a clear answer Ariz." He demanded fixing his gaze at Ariz.
"I...That...I-It's.." Damn! Why stammer now?
He smirked. "You didn't give them my case, isn't that right Ariz? I figured you'll do just that."
"No! I mean, my b-boss is still on a trip and he will review your request the moment he gets back." She drinks the orange juice to lessen her nervousness. But her shaking hands already gave it away.
"Did someone ever tell you that you are bad at lying Ariz?" He chuckles. "Anyway, it's not like it matters. Do you want to know a little secret?"
Ariz tried to talk but there's no voice coming out.
"That case is actually a hoax... to lure some petty mediums inside a trap. But you know? I knew you weren't a petty medium. You sense me did you not? That's why you didn't pass the case to your boss. I'll give you credit for that. Fortunately, you piqued my interest. You seem special and you're the one that I've been looking for."
Ariz's heart began to beat slower and she can't explain what's happening. Her vision starts to whirl and she felt like she's drunk.
"Wha...what's h-happen-ning? What did...wha-"
"Don't worry. I didn't put some liquor in your juice so you're not drunk."
Her fingers are becoming numb causing her to drop the glass. She barely heard the sound of the glass when it shattered on the floor.
"I put some anesthetic medicine instead." He said. "Little by little you're becoming paralyzed. Soon enough your hands will be weak and lose its strength to hold anything..." He stood up and put both gloved hands inside his pocket.
Even her knees started to tremble beneath her pants, she tried to stand but she couldn't. Cold fear rushed through her veins making her mind to black out.
"And then it will become hard for you to even step a foot. It'll get harder to breath, don't worry you're not going to die, just paralyzed." Dankworth slowly walk towards her. It's like he is doing some countdown before she met her demise. "Then your tongue will become paralyzed. You can't even scream."
"W-Wha...d-do...wan-nt f-from m-me?" She tried to grab something but failed to do so. Her body is not cooperating.
"Want from you? I don't want anything from you. I want you, you! Ariz Jones. Do you understand?" He laughed maniacally. "Isn't it sweet? I'm like a prince searching for a princess and now that I found the one. I'll take you back to the kingdom of pain and sorrow! You'll love it there Ariz!" He leaned close to her ear and whispers. "You will end everything for me. Don't worry I won't kill you ... not yet."
"N-No...b-bel." She whimpers, letting her tears flow freely from her eyes.
"Who's Nobel?" Dankworth's face became serious. His eyes full of danger and malice. "Tch! I guess I have to do something about that little memory of yours before you pass out on me." Dankworth cupped her face and force her to look into his eyes.
She felt her stomach churned as his violet eyes bore into hers. Pure fear swept through her body. It felt as if something tearing through her flesh and pulling her into the depths of ocean. The more she struggles the more she shrinks.
'Ariz!'
'Ariz!'
'Ariz!'
'Ariz!'
'Ariz!'
"Look here little Ariz, look at me." He said. "Look into my eyes and let go..." He said using a hypnotic voice. "Good..."
'Ariz!'
'Ariz! Snap out of it!'
She wanted to roll her eyes. Stupid ghost! How is she supposed to snap if her body is paralyzed? She can't even look away! His violet eyes mesmerizing her and she's slowly getting compelled.
"Now, I want you to forget everything ... forget everything about your life, forget your memories, forget everyone you know and forget who you are."
Ariz closed her eyes and let the dark enveloped her.
'Help! Someone please, help her! Help! Anyone! Please...'
The sun was shining bright and the gentle breeze of the cool wind is kissing his cheeks conveying a rather exhilarating feeling. Nobel ran a finger in his jet black hair as he opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a breathtaking cloudy blue sky reflecting on the calm endless blue sea. There were white birds flapping their wings and gliding in the air with so much contentment flying in the horizon. Seems like a painting bathed in white and blue color. It was downright beautiful and to be able to stand in the middle of this amazing place only meant one thing. He's dreaming.He turns around and saw an auburn haired girl looking up at the sky with her brown eyes wide open. Her long wavy hair was gently swaying along with the wind. Nobel blinked and frown."What are you looking for?" he asked Ariz."An airplane vapor trail," she replied, then smiled at him. "Look! There's one over there! Look Nobel! There!"His brows deepened as he looked up. It's too bright and he can't see where Ariz w
"Ariz..."Ariz?"Ariz, tea..."Tea?"Miss Jones..."Jones..."Idiot...childish...""Little girl!"Little... Girl"Ariz."Ariz...Different voices played continuously inside her head, and the girl felt like she was sinking into the deepest pit of the ocean. Little by little her body was submerging deep down in a place where no one could reach.Her memories played like a film before her, and whenever she tried to reach for the fragments, they flew away. Everything that was left in her was slowly forgotten. And in a matter of time she would become a mindless, voiceless creature. Just a pile of blood and flesh.'I'm sorry, I arrived late...I'm very sorry, Ariz.' A male voice echoed in the whole place. It was gentle and caring, but she could feel how worried this voice was.Ariz...'Who is Ariz?''I promise...I'll protect your memories...I'll protect you.'Promise...Promise...Promise...Me?'Me? I wonder...I wonder what's happened to me? Me?...I..I?''I don't know...I really don't know..
Prologue Mountain of papers were making her desk looks like a wide trash can. But the woman behind the desk couldn't care less. She's currently busy reading a file in a folder, while sipping coffee and making herself comfortable in her office chair. There's no need to rush everything. She needs to read this file thoroughly before deciding on it. Or else it will be another waste of time. "Nathalie?" Her friend called, now standing in front of her. "Aren't you going home yet? It's already nine thirty." "You can go first, Jen. I still have plenty of things to do." She said. "I'll stay for another hour." "Ok, if you say so. Then be careful on your way home. There has been a report that some pervert is running loose near this area." "You're also a woman, that applies to you too." She flipped another paper and read its contents. "A haunting, I see." "So, you're still accepting cases related to paranormal huh? I thought you already stopped a long time ago?" She nodded. This case came
Chapter 1 Every day was the same for Ariz Jones. School, part time work and twice a week she meets up with the irregulars of Nobel Paranormal Investigation. Sometimes when he's not busy, Ranka Taniyama the NPI Japanese resident monk or Ran for short teaches Ariz something about exorcisms and some warding spells. While Serenity Sinclair—another psychic specializing in making charms showed her how to draw and make some of them so that she could use it whenever she's in an uncompromising situation with the paranormal. Serenity also helps her in her studies. Since Serenity is like a mother to her, she's the one Ariz could turn to whenever she's having difficulties in some subject. Butter Mayers is still doing her work as a celebrity medium and Ariz admits that she's a fan of hers. It's not like she can't talk to spirits but every time she watched Butter on TV, she couldn't help admiring the medium for her calm and cool personality. Lian Sanders—the intel of the group, didn't agree wit