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The Other World ;
Chapter 4 ; What's Happening?!


I started to feel shivers down my spine.
Even goose pimples on my whole body were felt.

“Ted was here” I kept reading these words repeatedly.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind: Is Ted really dead? Why are those eerie words with TED’S name on Pauline’s bathroom mirror? What exactly is happening now? Don’t tell me Pauline wrote them? No! it can’t be!

I felt that something’s more than meets the eye about these 3 yet mysterious words that are present on Pauline’s bathroom mirror.

”Pauline! Wake up! Wake up Pauline!” I shouted, slapping her face a few times, with each slaps getting harder and harder each time she didn’t respond to my cries.

Finally, she awoke with a start.
“Ted! Ted! Come back please! Please! I beg you!!” She could not hold on any longer and sat on the cold icy toilet-tiled floor, crying.

”What actually happened Pauline? What happened before I came in? Why are those words on this mirror? Why Pauline? What happened?” I asked, confused.

”I swore I saw him Eiva! He was standing right there! I’m sure it’s him alright! But why, the moment I called out to him, he just vanished into thin air?! Why?! Eiva why!?” Pauline said, with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Within these few weeks, Eiva has lost alot of weight, and she looks like a living skeleton now, as she’s being reduced to bones.
Not forgetting that she’s a living zombie too. Dark rings circled around her eyes, for she has been staying up all night, staring into the blank wall, desperately waiting for Ted’s arrival.

Pauline’s starting to freak me out.
She kept staring and pointing at the blank wall, with her eyes smeared with tears and shown with utmost anxiety.
And when I asked her what she had seen, she would just recite the words, ”He’s here. Ted’s here..”

I’ve brought her to the doctors but no medications they’ve prescribed could remedy her situation.
Even psychologists said that she’s suffering from hallucinations, a symptom whereby she’ll start to imagine and see things that are “invisible” to the naked eye of human beings.
The only cure for her, the psychologists suggested, was to have Pauline either see Ted in person again, or forget about him.

We were walking home one day after Pauline’s sessions with the psychologists and we passed a small booth along the streets.
The headings read: “Voooodoo… Voodoooooo. Voodoo’s the best way to overcome the dark forces of evil, chaos and illusions.”

”Yes, at last, something reliable to cure Pauline’s delusions.” I thought to myself.

”No, don’t even think of that Eiva. I’ll really appreciate it if you would not consult the Voodoo’s master.” Pauline said to me, as though she heard my thoughts I thought of just now that were deep inside my mind.

Just as I was about to agree with Pauline, her mobile phone rang, interrupting my agreement.

”Hello, Pauline’s speaking.”

”What?! What 393? Hello? I hear you. What do you mean Ted is with you right now? Hey! Don’t hang up on me!” She said, on the verge of a breakdown once more.

”Pauline, what did the caller say?” I asked, feeling uneasy about the caller that just called.

”I don’t know either. That caller just mentioned something about Ted and 393.”

I’m getting curious about the caller and 393.
I picked up a call that night at Pauline’s residence and heard something about 393 too.
Is Ted’s life in danger?
What exactly is going on? God, please tell me..

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Struggling the verge of 15
We write because we imagine
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The Other World
[Type : Horror/Mystery]

Chapter 1 ; Jace's Cafe.
Chaper 2 ; The Search.
Chapter 3 ; Ted?
Chapter 4 ; What's Happening?!
Chapter 5 ; 393
Chapter 6 ; What On Earth?!
Chapter 7 ; Ted`s Story
Chapter 8 ; Pompous Pauline! Or is she.. A POSEUR?!!



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