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August 13, 2005 (Part 3)

Jess sat at the kitchen table with a look that mirrored a mixture of befuddlement and terror as I attended to her knees. The bleeding stopped and I sat in the chair next to her. She said with teary eyes “what the hell is going on?” Taking her hand I started from the beginning. I proceeded to tell her every ghastly event that had happened over the last month since the initial Ouija board incident. She just sat there not saying a word, but her facial expressions were gripped with fear. She began to tremble when I told her about the visits from Daniel Hyler. I held her hands tighter and asked was she OK.

She then told me that a few weeks ago she had what she thought was a nightmare about an old man committing suicide. Terror completely overcame her after I mentioned the old man. She knew that it wasn’t a nightmare. Daniel Hyler had visited her as well.

We sat there in silence for what seemed like hours but in reality it was only a few moments. The quiet was interrupted by a crashing sound in the living room. Both of us jumped completely out of our seats. I cautiously walked to the living room to find the damn cat sitting on an end table. He was sitting there with that proverbial Cheshire grin. I couldn’t help but chuckle, he had knocked over a picture. I was going completely insane at least now I had company.

I went back to the kitchen. Jess had always been good about keeping her composure; by the time I got back to the kitchen she had regained hers. Jess said “we need to get help”. Just in a minutes time she had devised a plan. She said “first thing in the morning we are going to talk to Father Vicks’. “ We are going to tell him everything” she said. Father Vicks was a friend of Jess’s family. The thought of going to him for help never crossed my mind due to the friendship between him and her family. Telling Jess was the right thing to do. I couldn’t do this alone.

By this time the sun was coming up. Jess and I had not slept but adrenaline had taking over, neither of us was tired. She went to take a shower and I went out to get breakfast.
It was a very humid morning. As I opened the door, I was met with the breath taking humidity. I thought to myself it’s going to be a miserable day. After picking up breakfast the dial on the radio began to auto scan by itself. Suddenly it stopped on 6.20 and went silent. I looked at the time and it was 6:20. I thought about Jess and sped home.

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