Chapter 103. Annie told me about you.

''Ah, You must be Peter. Annie told me about you!!!''.

Peter stood frozen in place. He did not remember telling Matilda the about Annie or even mentioning her name. 

The sun was setting in the far west creating an auburn glow in the sky. The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind sending shivers up his spine.

''Come in'', Matilda invited him. 

She was a petite old lady, in her late fifties. He wavy red hair tied back in a bandana and her long dress swept the floor. She looked like an encyclopedia of the afterworld, wise and experienced.

Peter reluctantly stepped in through the narrow doorway. The room was lit by many candles creating an illuminous glow. A place where the dead would take joy. It was cramped and Peter squashed himself to the chair infront of her table which she motioned him to.

It was a small round table with a black cotton table cloth.In the centre was a large crystal ball. It was the size of an adult sized bowling