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 was pointing. A moment later the plane trail became more visible. What a beautiful sight. Peace is so peaceful indeed. The vapor trail reflected in his blue eyes as he stared at the sky with wonder. How long has it been since he felt this kind of solace? He blinked. It's been so long he didn't remember anymore."Hey, Nobel, did you know?" He turned to her and watched her bright smiling face. "When an airplane vapor trail disappeared right away, it means the air is dry and there will be a clear sky tomorrow. But if it slowly disappear, then that means the air is moist and the weather will be bad." Ariz explained without glancing at him. "One of my classmates told me that."Nobel shift his eyes back at the vapor trail. It's still there and seems like it won't disappear any time soon. Does that mean, a bad weather is approaching?"It's sad." Ariz said in an almost inaudible voice. "This calm and peaceful world is slowly losing its radiance. Soon darkness will prevail."Looking at the white line above, Nobel heave a deep sigh. He can't understand a thing about Ariz was trying to say. Surely this is just a dream generated by his own subconscious. There's nothing in the real world that resembles this place at all, yet somehow, it felt like it was someone's home."I want to ask a little question." Ariz put her hands behind her back as she turned to him, glint of curiosity flashing in her eyes. "What will you do if ever I lose my memory and forget about you?"Nobel was silent for a moment. Though he finds it as a silly question, he still found himself thinking about the answer. He was a little surprised as this is the first time someone asked him something like that. He was never the one to be emotional, not that he doesn't have any emotions, it's just, thinking about these things is not his forte. He's the type of person who value truth and logical analysis over emotion after all.In the two of them, Aries—his twin brother—was the emotional thinker by principle. He's caring, passionate and emotional. He was the complete opposite of him.Often times he hurt people with his argument. It was the cause of quarrels between him and Ariz. However, arguments and logic are not always the right path to take. Truth be told, emotions is also important. Aries and Ariz help him to realize that.But ... is it okay to say what's on his mind? Maybe its fine, since this is just a dream anyway there's no harm in saying how he really feel. He looked away and watches the birds flying freely. "Then, I will stay by your side so we can always be together."Ariz let out a giggle. "I never expected that answer. I thought you're going to call me an idiot again." She turns her back at him and playfully walks at the water. "Thank you Nobel Damian Lewis ... and goodbye, until we meet again." She started walking away from him.The sound of her words resembles a sad melody piece that saying goodbye. Nobel felt like a large hand grip his heart and something heavy dropped in his chest. He suddenly felt sad, so sad that he didn't even notice the single tear that escapes his blue eyes that gazes at Ariz who's slowly disappearing from his sight."Until we meet again ... Ariz.""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
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 b