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(This story connects to The Nameless Terror story, if you can't find it in this site let me know so I can post it in this thread).

"I was a lonely one cast out of the world. Don’t you think that gives me the right to erase my sadness...?

Alexander woke up in the middle of the night, from seeing a spectral face in his dream. He had no inkling of whose voice that was talking to him in his sleep, nor could he recognize the face in the darkness. His mind nearly erased what he dreamed.

It rained heavily over Alki Point, within the late summer days. Days had gone since the fire at the Alki lighthouse. People began to worry as more incidents took place within that time. First, was Ms. Wainwright disappeared, then, Mrs. Dunkirk disappeared, and last the Flannigan couple vanished. People rarely went out in the evening now, unless it was absolutely needed, for fear they would be taken by the wretched rains outside.

Alexander spent most of his time indoors, recovering mentally from the fire he personally experienced last week. He was relaxing at home listening to music on his iPhone, when his phone rang. He paused after he thought he heard a white noise in the ringtone? The phone rang again, so he answered it. It was Olemilia calling him.

"Listen Alex, it's about the incidents going on."

"What about them?" he asked curious to the serious tone in her voice.

"I... I believe the emails have some connection to them!" she suspected. "I have proof though. You won't believe this, but the cellphone works!"

"What, how!?" he inquired.

"I don't know. I tried it out though by calling you, but it didn't connect not even to the internet. It does however, tell me when it receives a message every so often." she stated. "I believe every time it receives a message an incident occurs."

"You sure about that?" he questioned.

"Yes, I checked the time frames," she claimed protesting to his disbelief in her finding. Well I'll be there in a bit. I just had to tell you all of that."

As the call ended, Alexander had some concerns at whether her claim of that cellphone had any connection to his nightmares. Every so often he would have one displaying the horrific end of that person reported missing or dead, which gave him several sleepless nights.

Alexander went back upstairs, sat at his desk and opened his laptop. He decided to look into the time frame of incidents that seemed peculiar, when an email came in on his phone. He connected his phone to the laptop to charge, and opened his Gmail account on his phone. The email had no heading or its origin, which struck him as weird, since his phone would alert him of suspicious emails.

Alexander opened the email to see what it said. The email asked a question that appeared in a box, with the choices "Yes" or "No," below the question. The question read: "Eathan suffocated?" and asked for the answer. Alexander thought it was sick to use a dead person as a joke email. He was going to delete the email, but wanting to know the person responsible, answered the email "Yes" instead.

"What bloody bastard would send that?" he questioned indignant. Alexander sat back and waited, as seconds became minutes and with no response email. He yawned and opened up his previous window, feeling disappointed.

"That was lame."

Alexander went back to observing the reported incidents; he was reading an article on the ruined lighthouse, when other articles emerged talking of the Viser family. The articles mentioned how the Viser family used to dwell in Massachusetts and abruptly moved over into Seattle, 200 years after the end of the Salem witch trials.

He looked at the time and remembered an outing he planned with Olemilia and Kristian. He hoped he could patch things up with him. "Maybe he had forgotten what happened." he thought hopeful. That evening Alexander returned home, he and Kristian had made up and enjoyed the day together with Olemilia.

At 3:33 A.M, Alexander was sound asleep, when his phone began to ring loudly! He rolled over to his other side, eventually he looked up at the screen barely awake. Sitting up on his hands he quizzically looked at it thinking in his head, "I could’ve sworn I turned it off." He noticed it was an unknown caller. Wondering why someone would call this late he decided to humor himself and answered it. He heard nothing on the other end that was clear, just a scrambled voice?

At 10:26 A.M, he woke up once more seeing the phone the way he left it and went to wash up. He came back to his room 45 minutes later, and saw his phone was on the floor in front of the door? Alexander did not know what to think after he saw that. It was as if someone came into his room while he was gone! He calmly backed out of his room as quietly as possible, believing the intruder was still inside.

"Mom, dad!" he called and heard no response.

Alexander went to the storage closet, opened the door and looked inside. He found his old baseball bat and took it out of the storage closet. He carefully went back to his room and checked every place a person could hide. In the end he found no one, but still had unnerving thoughts of another person in his home with him he couldn't find.

Suddenly a call came in on his phone. Alexander checked it, showing it to be an unknown caller again. He answered it and then the other end replied.

Alexander ended the call, knowing it was just an automatic caller about to take a survey on him. He put the bat down feeling ridiculous carrying it still and put it under his bed instead, just in case. A new call came in saying unknown; he ignored this one and put his phone on the dresser. Just before he left his room an alert sounded telling him of a voice mail.

Alexander figured if they left a voice mail it must be important to hear at least. He played the voice mail and heard the voice of the unknown caller.

"You sleep soundly."

He paused at this recording, wondering why someone would say that to someone they do not know. Alexander, hearing the creepiness of the voice mail in his head, found the unknown callers number in the phone log and called him back.

"Do you know how freaky the call sounded you left," he stated. "How do you know how I sleep?

“I just know."

"That so, what was I wearing then?" Alexander asked.

"You slept in your underwear."

"Are you some kind of freak or something?" he asked believing the person he is talking with is a stalker. After receiving no response, "You're spying on me from your computer! I bet you’re one of those wankers that get off on doing this."

"It’s interesting."

"We'll see how interesting it is when I find you," he said

"Then good luck," it replied.

Alexander decided to trace him by his ID, when knocks came at his door. At first he did not hear them, until the second knocks. He left his computer and went downstairs, seeing Kristian be let in by his mother and talking to her.

"You forgot about hanging out today," laughed Kristian. Alexander had a laugh with Kristian at his absent mindedness, got his jacket and left with him. They hung out at the shopping district for a while, Alexander had a sense that Kristian wanted to say something, but would not.

"Sorry about the lighthouse," apologized Alexander.

"It was old anyway," Kristian said shrugging it off. "Look I know what you and Olemilia have been up to."

"You do huh," he replied trying to come up with an explanation.

"Did you receive any strange calls, asking you how you were?"

"Recently," Alexander answered

"I think... it could be my brother. Whatever you do just keep talking to him," admitted Kristian.

This new information intrigued Alexander, prompting him to ask, "Did you receive a call?"

"No..." Alexander thought he was lying, regardless, "I have to ask you a question about Massachusetts."

"Okay," baffled by the choice in topic.

"I read this article of your family moving from there to here. Did Igia ever talk about the sudden move your family had?"

"What are you a reporter? They just left," Kristan replied defensive.

"Come on isn't that a little weird, I mean right after the witch trials."

"Who would want to stay in a place people were massacred for no good reason!" he replied.

Alexander dropped the topic, seeing how upset it made Kristian and the two spent the rest of the day together. Alexander still wondered what made that family so secretive about Massachusetts.

That night in Ms. Dugan's home, a person sat in a bathtub full of water. He appeared to be holding something down in the water. Below where he sat lay Ms. Dugan, with his hands around her neck drowning her, slowly constricting the life out of the body! The killer's face was twisted into a malevolent expression, as he enjoyed seeing the life fade from her body. He soon came up out of the tub soaked and walked by the bathroom mirror, the reflection revealed the assailant to be Alexander.

At 3:34 A.M, Alexander woke up with beads of sweat on him, terrified at what he saw.

"Another one of those... those dreams," he exclaimed. He looked at his phone and saw no new calls, so he called the unknown number:

"Who are you? Are you Eathan?"

"Who's he?" it asked.

"Did you kill Ms. Dugan?" he questioned.

"Nothing more happened than what they brought on themselves."

"What’s that supposed to mean? That doesn't make sense," he argued feeling as if his stomach

"Nothing people do does."

"Stop talking in circles!" Alexander demanded.

"You're the only one going in circles."

The call ceased on that. Alexander strongly believed something was wrong with him, to let these nightmares rule over him for this long. He decided to ignore them the best way he could.

"I just won't sleep anymore is all, how bad could that be." The next couple of days, he was almost anemic looking, from the stress plaguing him and lack of sleep. He listlessly got ready for the day, when Olemilia arrived at his house.

"Why didn't you tell me you were at that fire?" questioned Olemilia.

"I had hit my head and my memories been fuzzy. I wasn’t sure I was there!" admitted Alexander sharply.

"You look so pale," she noticed. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"

"I'm fine, drop it will you!"

"Well I came over to talk about the disappearances after the fire," she protested to his attitude. "I did some research; apparently it rained within the hour of the disappearances."

Olemilia took out her cellphone and showed Alexander a chart of rain spurts after the fire. He saw during some days the rain percentage spiked to 100%, while during the past few days moderate to no rain at all.

"Did you notice?" she asked.

"The rains spiked during the hours of a disappearance or death," he noticed realizing the eerie connection. Alexander figured now was the best time to tell her of his experiences.

"Olemilia, the reason I look so pale, and have become so irritable was..."

"The fire right," she assumed

"It's not just the fire," he corrected. "I've been getting these visions, more like nightmares."

"Of what exactly?" she inquired with a curious eye.

"Killings,” he admitted disturbed by it, but coming to accept it.

"Who were you killing?"

"I was drowning Ms. Dugan in the tub. I was grabbing a rope while Micheal hung by the rafters. And I was behind Arnold as I slit his throat with a jagged knife in the cellar," he described with full clarity and detail. "I also woke up in my parent’s room, with a long black wire in hand," laughing nervously at his actions. "It's so clear I’m starting to believe I did kill them."

"This is just a recoiled reaction from the fire," she assured him.

"How did you know about the fire? I thought you were away at a seminar."

"Something like that will be talked about around town," she hinted that she overheard people.

"I got that email," he claimed. "Kristian thinks it could be Eathan. I answered "Yes," to it and a person started to call me non-stop.

"You got that to," she responded. "I had received mine earlier. I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you would think I was crazy." she admitted. "Somebody talked with me also. But, why would someone send emails out, asking how Eathan died?"

"To find out who killed him," he answered.

"You think it would be Igia and Kristian?"

"Probably,” he guessed. "She had Eathan’s body at the lighthouse the whole time and tried to make sure I would forget."

“I guess she became so distraught with grief that she went into a madness of sorts."

"Either way we need to talk to Kristian," he decided. "He needs to fully explain what he and Igia have been hiding."

Alexander and Olemilia rode around to the spots in Alki Point Kristian would likely be at. They went to the Viser manor house and then to the lighthouse ruins, he was not at either. They went back to Alexander’s house and tried to reach Kristian by phone. He never picked up, so Alexander left him several desperate messages afterward.

Olemilia said goodbye to Alexander, as she had to pick up her sister. On her way to her car, she had some concerns with Alexander’s story.

"How did Alex know Arnold was killed with a jagged knife, and say Ms. Dugan drowned, but she's not dead yet? And why the mood swings?" she questioned to herself having doubts of Alexander’s story. She wondered if he had more to do with it than what he let on.

Alexander was going to call Kristian's cellphone again, when he noticed a new voice mail He went to voice mail, where a call played, with a murky voice talking obscurely. Alexander was puzzled at the background noises as the white noises increased; he backed out of the call, and went back to his phones main screen.

He gave Kristian enough time to call back and decided to find out they're secret family history himself, "Since Kristian won't answer me I'll find out from the library," he thought. Alexander grabbed his jacket, tucked his phone away in his jeans pocket and left.

Alexander rode out to the Family History Library to learn more on the Viser family. After speaking with the librarian when he arrived, he was given a book of the Viser family history to read online there. The book stated the Viser family origin resided in the Netherlands since the beginning 1600's, but ended up relocating sixteen years later after the Roermond Witch Trial ended.

Alexander read more on how they ended up in what is now Massachusetts and moved again into Seattle. "Why would they all of a sudden leave the Netherlands to go to Massachusetts, and then leave there to come here?" he questioned in his head. The book then trialed off to how the Viser family became established in Seattle and acquired ownership of the Alki lighthouse, Alexander was at his wits end on what that family hid, when the librarian came over.

"I know you're probably still reading, but I found this old diary in the archive. It’s a bit old so be delicate," she implored.

"Why are you handing it to me?"

"It mentions some of the Viser family in it. I figured you would like to see it."

The librarian left to let him read uninterrupted. The diary was nothing special from its cover, just plain calf leather brown. Alexander opened the book and read a name written on the back of its front cover, "Abijah," he thought. Alexander began to read Abijah's diary, it went well into the beliefs of that time and talked mostly of Abijah's life as a chronicler of the witch trials there, though it was not a legitimate occupation he took it upon himself to do so.

Alexander skimmed through most parts he deemed pointless to read, until he came upon the name Viser. It appeared as written Abijah had met and befriended the couple Lucius and Ixia Viser. He described the couple having a spectral like complexion, with Ixia's having hair being as black and long as the midnight, and Lucius' hair being as bright as the morning light. He also stated how deep and blue her eyes were, as his were the color of the earth.

One day a neighbor accused Ixia of witchcraft and Lucius her accomplice, after her two children died of a mysterious ailment. The couple pleaded their innocence, but was met with condemnation. Lucius went to find Abijah and protested his innocence, asking him to speak on their behalf. He agreed, but from fear of being judged as there accomplice wrote a letter to be spoken during trial.

The outcome of the trial sentenced Lucius and Ixia to a procedure to prove their origin as whether they were witches or human. Abijah wrote how Lucius and Ixia were tied by a thick rope, with boulders tied to them and were thrown into the lake. If they were to float up they would be executed for being witches, on the other hand were they to sink they were seen as human.

He wrote to his surprise along with the other onlookers, the Viser couple floated to the surface alive. Stating how benevolent it would be if his eyes played that trick on him, but is eyes weren't and the Viser couple was taken away. While protesting there innocence they did not physically retaliating. Abijah knew their fate, as he chose not to witness his friends Lucius and Ixia burned at the stake.

Making a solemn vow to himself, he wrote that he may be mad for believing them to be no more or no less human, but could not deny the power the displayed to resurface. He would always see them as his dear friends; however he had to accept there origins were indeed in Hell.

Alexander closed the book and sat back to mentally take in all he read. The new revelation shook his mind, as he now knew the truth behind the secrets Igia and Kristian kept.

That evening at Olemilia's house, the channel was on a news network in her room and talked about a murder within Alki Point. The story talked of Ms. Dugan, a respected business woman who was strangled and drowned in her own bath tub. Olemilia could not believe what she just heard, that what Alexander said came true.

"Did... Did this really happen! That means that Alex must have- no, he wouldn't. Oh, God I hope he didn't do this."

She wanted to believe Alexander had nothing to do with the murder, but could not shake the lingering ideas of how strange he's been acting. To clear her head she was got ready for a shower. As she did an email came in on her phone, she opened it reading it asking: Eathan suffocated?" having answering yes already and talking to the unknown caller, she closed out a message.

"I'll be in the shower," she called out to Maria.

"Okay," replied Maria.

Before entering the bathroom, a call came in on her phone. She paused thinking it was Kristian and picked it up to see. It was an unknown caller, she decided to answer him.

"Hello?"

"At Ms. Dugan's..."

"Alex, that you?" the call ended abruptly.

Olemilia was at a loss for the calls meaning, thinking it was a prank. Soon a second call followed by another unknown caller. She answered this one as well.

"Listen if this is a prank caller, know that it's childish and you need to grow up,” she said scolding him.

"At the lighthouse..."

The call ended, Olemilia laid her phone down and went to the bathroom, when another call came. She ignored it and let it go to voice mail. A voice mail was left and then another call came in, Olemilia let that go to voice mail as well before going back to see who called. The second voice mail came, however no call followed after, she checked the voice messages and saw them from the same unknown caller. Deciding to play them, she stood at her desk to listen to the first.

"At the Renbauld house..."

She was going to play the second one, but then realized a pattern, "Ms. Dugan's house, the lighthouse and then Alex's house. Is he trying to get to Alex or is this Alex?"

Olemilia called Alexander, he picked up and she told him about the call and voice mails. Alexander looked outside his bedroom window and saw no one, assuring her he was fine. She was relieved and they ended their call. Olemilia went into the bathroom leaving her cellphone on the desk, she let down her hair and started the shower, and she took off her glasses, got in, and closed the shower door.

Around that time Maria came up stairs and peeked into her sister’s room, noticing Olemilia's cellphone light up. Maria went over to see it, it alerted of the second un-read voice mail. Curious she opened up the voice message and played it:

"Outside the house..."

“Olemilia, someone’s outside. Olemilia," Maria called.

She was about to place the phone back where she found it, when a call came in. Maria thinking it was her sister’s boyfriend and wanting to know who it was answered it.

"Hi Alex," she teased.

"Behind you..."

Maria stopped thinking it was a joke and quickly hung up, as the voice she heard sounded murky and wretched to the ears, and ran back downstairs.

Within the shower, Olemilia washed up some, and then went to wash her hair. Washing her hair she thought she heard a sound like a radios echo. She paid it little mind and started to rinse her hair. Olemilia felt a loose hair and pulled it out, looking at it and on closer examination she noticed it was dark red, having no idea how it got there. "My hair isn't short or this color," she thought. Olemilia felt around for anymore loose hair, there were not any to be found, so she put the occurrence out of her thoughts.

After a while she noticed the water lighten and looked up seeing barely any water come out. In its opening Olemilia saw some hair strands, she pulled them out from the shower head and saw they were short and dark red too. This seemed peculiar to her and assumed her pipes backed up.

Nervous she turned off the shower and opened the shower door. Before she could leave though the shower door closed tight. She jumped at the sudden action and then attempted to open the door, which did not budge. Soon the shower head began to pour out water gradually!

"Ah! What's happening?" shaken up by the events. She tried desperately to open the door, but to no result. The shower head burst off the wall and hit her in the head, knocking her over. Olemilia laid on the tub floor trying to get up, as water from the pipe above gushed out more water. As water poured in, something was holding her down on the tube floor, she tried to move, but could not get up.

"Why can’t I move?" she exclaimed. The tub began to fill fast, as she felt herself submerging!

Outside her sister Maria was in the kitchen, getting a snack. When the kitchen sink turned on? Maria heard it and thought it strange, so went over to turn it off. The water turned off she looked at it a bit, and then went to get a snack. The faucet turned on again, and black water came out? Maria went to turn it off once more, as she turned the nozzle the water would not stop.

"Turn off!" she commanded turning the nozzle repeatedly fast. Suddenly the faucets burst and water gushed out like a geyser, spraying icy cold water everywhere.

The water rained down, Maria wanted to leave the kitchen, but as she went for the door it shut fast, locking her in!

"Olemilia, that you?" she asked shaken. "Olemilia!" called Maria.

She looked around, until she heard noises behind her, like a rattling metal noise. Maria slowly looked back and saw what was behind her, a human figure with cyanosis of the skin and short, dark red hair, stood a few spaces from her.

"W-Who are you?" she asked dreading if the figure suddenly moved toward her.

Meanwhile, Alexander was on his motorcycle riding up the street. "Maybe he's over Olemilia's house." thought Alexander thinking Kristian went to see her too. He rode all the way there, then parked his bike in her driveway, and approached the front door. Alexander knocked a couple times.

"It's me, Alex."

He got no response, but thought he heard the sound of something breaking in the kitchen. Thinking to call 911, but could not ignore the noises inside, he used his right leg to kick at the door, until it opened. He stepped inside, into an ankle high flooded house! The water was very black and murky, as he trudged through it.

"Olemilia, Maria!" he called frantically.

He heard water flooding in the kitchen and stepped there carefully. The door was not budging, so he rammed it a couple of times to open it. In the kitchen he saw the black water everywhere; everything was in disaster, like a massive flood purged the whole area. Alexander heard crying and went to the sound, opening the fourth upper cabinet to see Maria sitting there curled up shaking.

"It's okay Maria," he assured her.

"Alexander!" said Maria as she hugged him reassuring her safety. He carried her out to the front door and set her down outside.

"Where’s your sister?"

"She went to take a shower, but never came back down when I called," she replied tearful.

"Maria listen, go get help and wait out there," he ordered. Maria trusted him and complied.

Once he saw her safely outside, Alexander rushed upstairs. He saw water coming from under the bathroom door. He assumed it locked, so he kicked the door until it opened. He went in and saw the water over flowing from the top of the shower, with Olemilia floating in it!

He went to open the shower door, but it did not budge. Looking desperately around for something to use, he saw the towel rack and attempted to pull at the bar off the wall! After a couple seconds to a few minutes, Alexander managed to dislodge it. He faced the shower door a repeatedly beat it with the bar, making some cracks into it. It took several strikes to break the glass and make a hole in the door. Alexander struck it, until the cracks became big enough to burst!

Reaching inside he pulled her out, placed a towel around her and carried her out. The moment he came down the stairs, he saw a neighbor come inside to help. Outside the ambulance and police were waiting, Alexander and the neighbor gave Olemilia to the EMS worker, another EMS worker wanted to check Alexander too.

Alexander insisted he was fine, but had to be examined anyway. He looked over the EMS workers shoulder and noticed Igia escaping behind some trees. His hand shook a bit knowing how easy she could have come after him, as she did Olemilia. It was a long night before he, Olemilia and Maria would recover, but the memories lingered.

It would take three weeks before Alexander and Olemilia agreed to see Xavier. They spoke privately with Xavier in his office. Xavier sympathized with them, but could not accept Igia’s involvement.

"Xavier I know who I saw, it was Igia!" claimed Alexander.

"She’s been in the infirmary all the time." stated Xavier. I'll look into whoever you saw as promised. Just try not to come in accusing someone what have you, with no probable cause."

Alexander and Olemilia left the station, unsatisfied, when she asked, "Well now what?"

"We go to the hospital tomorrow," he decided.

The following day, Alexander and Olemilia were allowed to see Igia at 11:00 A.M. They were brought to her and saw her at the far end of the patient room, sitting and reading. They calmly approached her and both noticed minor burns on her person.

"Mrs. Viser," said Alexander.

"What a pleasant surprise to see you." greeted Igia. "How’s Kristian doing?"

"We believe he's all right," Olemilia answered.

"And how are things at home with Rachel and Jonathan?" Igia asked.

"Mrs. Viser," he implored her to stop.

"Sorry, I’ve been here so long it gets rather dull."

"I saw you outside Olemilia's house three weeks ago," Alexander stated. "Can you explain that?"

"I'm afraid I've been here around that time."

"I can't very much believe that."

"It's understood. Sometimes I can't believe what I did."

"What do you mean? What are you both talking about?" questioned Olemilia.

"It's not important," he remarked.

"I almost died, I need to know it all Alex." she protested.

"Very well, all though I can't say it explains much." Igia agreed to tell the truth of the whole lighthouse fire.

"You see I took my sons body to purify it, she admitted. But it seems to have done little."

"So you're saying Eathan..." said Alexander now believing Kristian’s words.

"I saw him in your shadow the first day you came over to visit the lighthouse."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Olemilia inquired.

"It was too fantastic for you to believe," answered Igia.

"I don’t get why he's doing this now?" questioned Alexander.

"Eathan wasn't like others his age. I worried from how much he would cling to others, so I had him tested," claimed Igia.

"What was so different?" asked Olemilia. "What was wrong with him?"

“He appeared to be diagnosed with dependent personality disorder,” Igia replied.

"That’s not the only thing. I found out the truth that you're witches," said Alexander.

"My you are a clever boy," complimented Igia.

"I thought only women were labeled that?" he questioned.

"Don't believe the tall tales woven by popular media. My sons are as much a witch as I am."

"So let me get this right, all three of you are... witches!" presumed Olemilia.

"I know it sounds foolish, but the powers run in our family." she claimed. "I didn’t survive the fire by luck or EMS."

"How does this explain my visions or Eathan killing people?" questioned Alexander.

Then she shot up and took hold of Alexander’s face, from each side with both hands. "Alexander, keep Kristian safe! He knows what Kristian knows, and will never sleep until he's not alone any more. That's why he projects himself through you."

Igia then sat back down quiet and calm. Alexander and Olemilia had no idea what to say to each other, so they both just left to go home.

That night in Alexander’s bedroom, he was very concerned if Eathan was going to try and kill him and pondered over why he would try to kill Olemilia. She answered "Yes," and talked to

On August 14th, Alexander had gone over Olemilia’s house, now living with her aunt and uncle. They sat in the sitting room, to talk privately.

"Have you had anymore visions?" she asked.

"I haven't gotten any of late. I still think it's connected to the incidents," suspected Alexander.

"Any new calls from Eathan?" he asked.

"No," she replied.

"What did you do before getting in the shower?"

"Nothing from the usual," she replied.

"Are you sure? Think of any small thing you did. No matter how trivial it is to you."

"The only other thing is I deleted a message asking that question. But, I figure I already answered it Yes." she replied flustered. "You think that’s the reason he tried to kill me?"

All of a sudden, a call came in; Alexander answered and talked furious back to Eathan: "What do you want? Why did try to kill Olemilia?"

"She abandoned me."

"What?" he questioned at what he meant.

"Well, that would be bad wouldn't it?"

"We were your friends Eathan! Why try to kill us?” he questioned him. "Shouldn’t you kill your killers?"

The conversation ended. Alexander lowered his phone, when Olemilia asked, "Well, what did he say?"

"Nothing." he answered laughing in disbelief.

Alexander looked on his phone and Olemilia took out the cellars phone, and saw it light up with a new message.

She looked at Alexander's phone, then the cellars phone and thought of something. She went into the phones main screen and went into the voice mail library. Surprised this was the second feature to allow her access, she looked at all the voice recordings.

"Alex I got something. I have access to this phones voice mail."

"I can't believe it still works with no charger for it," he replied.

"I think we can figure out who this phone belonged to now."

Olemilia tried to play a voice mail, but it would not allow it. On the second attempt it went through, she and Alexander carefully listened. They heard a shifting sound of sand and the sound of water washing up a retreating back.

"It sounds like a beach," Alexander presumed.

Larger shifting of sand was heard, as if it slapped against the phones screen and then the sound of something was being dragged followed, before the sounds of metal rattling was heard.

"Thanks for inviting us to the party," spoke Arnold. "You made it easy for us to get you out here."

"Everyone knows about you and your family, everyone's cautious of your crazy mother, but least Kristian hides it and as long as he does we'll let him be," ranted Micheal. "The whole town knows Eathan, you're all witches!"

"Should we drown him?" Arnold asked.

"No I got a better idea," sound was heard of jeans being cut by a sharp implement.

"Hold his head up so I can gag him," Micheal ordered.

Alexander and Olemilia were petrified at hearing Eathan being gagged; afterward they could hear something be tossed in the high tides of the beach.

"I can't believe they killed him!" she said with her breath taken away.

"All this time," realized Alexander.

Alexander called Eathan back, "We know what happened to you. You killed your killers, you got your revenge. Why kill others?"

"It was never for revenge," Eathan replied.

The phone clicked off, Olemilia had an idea of what Eathan could desire if not revenge, "Alex, do you think Eathan could be taking people due to his loneliness, like Igia said?"

"She did say he'd never stop until he no longer felt alone," he recalled. "There was a dream I had with a scrambled voice talking to me, but I could understand it."

"What did it say to you?"

"I was a lonely one cast out of the world. Don’t you think that gives me the right to erase my sadness," he quoted.

"He wants people to be dead with him, so he won't feel alone anymore."

Alexander called Eathan, "Eathan, look you were never alone. I don't know why you felt that when you had Igia, Kristian, Olemilia and me in your life."

His call ended with no response; however the cellar phone did alert a voice mail on it. Olemilia noticed and curiously answered it. The voice mail was from Alexander's previous call; this almost took her breath away.

"Alex, this phone... its Eathan's!" she realized.

"Seriously, that's the phone he has been calling from," astonished at the realization. "Why didn't it ever respond when he called us?"

"Maybe it has a block on it. I think this is what he wants so he can always talk to us," she assured him. "I’ll hold on to it. Besides I'm moving away soon, so Maria can get to school easier."

After she left, just minutes later rapid knocks hit Alexander's front door, upon answering it he saw Kristian, "Kristian!" astounded at his serious look.

"Why'd you go see my mother?" questioned Kristian.

"I had to, to understand the whole truth," he replied.

"Well what you get out of her, the fact we're a bunch of witches?"

I won't tell anyone I promise," he assured him." We also learned how Eathan was calling us; it was from the phone Olemilia found in the cellar."

"You found his phone!" he exclaimed. "Idiot, where is it? My mother and I used a spell to purify his body and bind his ghost. Eathan knows the spells like me, and knew binding himself to an object would escape it.

"Olemilia has it," Alexander replied.

"Did Olemilia just leave?"

"Y-Yeah." he assured. "She's moving closer to the city."

"I can head her off and warn her of Eathan. There's still one spell I can use to bind his ghost," he claimed.

Kristian took a ritual knife out of his pocket and gave it to Alexander, "Here, if he calls your phone, don't answer. Let him leave a voice mail and then follow through with that knife."

"Wait, what will you...?”

"I have to get to Olemilia before he adds her to his phone."

“What do you mean add her to his phone?” Alexander asked horrified

“His killings were limited when the phone was in the cellar, getting no messages. Ever since you and Olemilia took it, his murders increased. With a new voice mail appearing in his phone from any new person he took,” he explained to Alexander.

Downtown, Kristian had parked his car in a lot and looked around for Olemilia. She meanwhile, calmly drove up the street, listening to the car radio. Olemilia hummed away to the song, until the radio made strange white noises, it began to rain as a call came in on her phone. She put it to voice mail to not be distracted. Another call followed that she put to voice mail too. Olemilia believed it was Eathan calling her to try and kill her again as the phone rang once more; she hesitated to answer the phone as it started to leak.

"What do you want!" she shouted at her phone.

"Olemilia listen, Kristian is coming to meet you. It's important so don't miss him," informed Alexander. "Hello, Olemilia!"

She did not respond, because of what was before her. In the rear view mirror she was frozen at seeing a human figure with similar descriptions to what Maria saw in there house, on the trunk of her car in a lizard contortion! He came closer bringing his head through the car, making a white noise.

"Behind you... Behind you," it recited.

Starting to panic she tried to veer off the street, Kristian was on his phone trying to reach her, as he crossed on the red street light. Just then the entity vanished, she then saw Kristian crossing with her car going straight for him at 4:52 P.M.

Alexander arrived at the city at 5:42 P.M, he saw there was a big commotion going on, calmly parked his bike and then went to see. He approached the scene and saw a car crashed in a light post! Just then Xavier who was there to over see the scene approached Alexander.

"Alex, were you here at the time of the accident?"

"Uh no, what’s this about?"

"Olemilia crashed her car into that light post, but not before striking Kristian," he explained. "The issue though is we aren’t sure who caused it."

"What do you mean?"

"Alexander I know you’re a good kid and I know you can explain how your jacket was tied around her neck."

"My what?" he questioned in disbelief. "I don’t know how it got there!"

"A witness saw a person your description leave the scene," stated Xavier.

"This is insane, I’d never...!" replied Alexander, vexed he was being questioned and confused.

Alexander then realized who caused this. He concluded Eathan caused this crash and set his jacket to frame him! Soon a call to his phone from the unknown caller, he let it go to voice mail.

Alexander took out Kristian's ritual knife from his jacket pocket, "You did this.... You did it all, you bloody sick bastard!"

The crowd was shocked at this outburst at a car crash scene; Alexander pounced on the cellphone and stabbed it mercilessly! The crowd became fearful of him, as he laughed psychotically stabbing the phone. Xavier looked down in pity at his state.

"How did such a descent kid go insane like that?"

Xavier called another cop over, they had to subdue and restrain Alexander, as he went back to the car laughing more psychotic.

In the West Seattle Asylum, Dr. Mikrof finished jotting down her notes and looked at Alexander. He remained still calmly seated, looking back at her.

"Do you have anything else to say Alexander?"

"It felt good to stab something like that," he said with an impish smirk.

Dr. Mikrof gathered up her notes and left, as the guard closed the door behind her. She gave a concerning look to Rachel and Jonathan, leaving them to grieve for their mentally ill son. Alexander got up and sat on his bed, he felt a lingering presence in the room, but accepted its presence. Alki point was at the grip of a phenomenon no one understood, but now the memories of the incidents began to slowly fade away.

A year later, it was evening. Maria was in a new home having a sleepover with her friend Ashley. Ashley decided they play a popular game and tried coaxing Maria to play.

"Go on," coaxed Ashley.

"I don’t know," replied Maria.

"It's just Justin and his friends trying to scare us," Maria decided to leave her email unanswered.

"Chicken," she teased.

"Then you do it."

Ashley decided to delete the question and did. "See, told you it was a dumb joke."

After she did that Maria could hear a faint white noise resonate in Ashley's phone. The noise brought up the memory of that human figure she saw a year ago.

“Behind you…” 