Saturday, March 3, 2012

Friends in Strange Places

"Don't tell me if my home is haunted, but at the same time, tell me."

Two months ago, I never thought I'd have anyone say those words to me. A friend of mine (who wishes to remain nameless) was driving us to her place in a bad area of town. We passed by a church, where a man was kneeling down in front of a cross, and suddenly vanished. We passed by a school, feeling hundreds of little eyes staring at us. When we got to her place, we learned something about my "abilities" that confuse me even more.

I sensed a man in her attic that was hanged, a murder in her basement, and a little boy who hid in a closet. I hid with the little boy, who was terrified of what was going on in the rest of the house, as well as the living residents. We were also followed by a few of the recently deceased rats. I had no idea how right I was about the house until we were leaving.

"There was a murder here," her roommate said. It was a woman, killed by her fiance. The entire house was on lockdown, no less. To add to the mystery, our friend never heard about this until then.

I get home, and for the past few days, the little boy has been seen by my book shelf, hiding in the shower, and playing with the rats. Something else has been seen, too. The only thing the boy said to me was about it: "He's mean, I don't like him." God, was he right.

Two days ago, we lost a baby rat, due to one of our adults killing him. I lost control, and only remember doing something I regret with the rat who killed our baby, that I don't want to discuss. I came back inside after that, and lost control. I don't remember what happened, but I saw it, Raven's head, sword, and slimy skin.

It taunted me, called me a failure. I couldn't protect one rat, how could I protect my family? I prayed until it moved. That's when Cami felt something trying to break her arm. It went to her, to prove that I was powerless. I grabbed it's throat and prayed again. It didn't looked scared, just puzzled. My anger intrigued it, but it couldn't react to it. I even knew that I couldn't kill it, but I wasn't going to let it hurt Cami. Upon realizing this, it left.

The next day, I heard a thud against my neighbor's air conditioner. A massive dent was put into it. A while later, Cami was talking to our friend, when she mentioned something. I was about to put a hammer in my head before I got control again. I don't remember that at all.