The context from which an uproar of applauds roared from was one owned by the biggest business tycoon in the city. It was quite early at dawn, a perfect time to meet with the Judges seated in a row, ready to place their final verdict as this competition was at the last stage.
Can a man love a ghost? Is it even possible?
Julie Sanders is a proud model, being at the top of her career, she tramples on anyone who crosses her path. But then, her enemies welled up and planned her murder. Now she lost it all. It sounds so untrue, her dreams, her career, all gone
Sorry Mort, you’re Just too short!”
They were going to say it again, I could read it on their expression and that scornful smirk on their faces was just proof that I was going to hear those exact words that has been my constant nightmare.
Julie charged at Bernice but it was of no use, Bernice was way too powerful; with a quick force field she sent Julie metres backwards. Jack suddenly bold, but it was of no use either, she held him against the wall and threw him towards the same direction.
Julie was not ready to give this up, she charged at Bernice again but Bernice had taken off, soon the apartment went silent with Jack and Julie pacing breathlessly.
“Favour is gone?”
It was the words that he muttered before he passed out. Frank regained consciousness an hour later, he waited till dawn after lots of persuasion from Julie, and took to his heels at first cock crow.
Come on Jack we can fix this. Now we need to continue, it’s past 1am already”
Favour stated bluntly and brought Jack to sit. He relied on her words, she is a ghost anyway, and when she says she would fix it, she actually means it.
Jack was trying to tame the fear bubbling within, but it was not working this time…favour took front to try and convince the wild ghosts at Siera’s command but it wasn’t yielding results.
The objects floating on air spiced more fear that caused Frank to diffuse in hot sweat.
His eyes were protruding and wide open.
Julie was going to release her grip on the objects but her emotions were in full brim, she didn’t know a ghost could actually feel this until now.
“Julie put them down”
Jack whispered through his clenched teeth, his eyes still on Frank who tightened the frown on his face.
Jack was on his way back with dinner, he wasn’t sure what Julie might like so he just settled for a random selection of a quick snack and two plate of iced cream.
Violet laid, stretching to full length, contemplating on quite a few things…and when she raised her body, the cold creeps across its surface, shrouding it in a white falling air as it vanishes from her sight.
She wouldn’t let the cold get to her…