Page 11 of Wings of The Wraith
“Fuck, get to the nearest window. Do it.”It was the voice again but this time it was harsher. And it wasn’t mine, or the thoughts that would somehow echo through my mind on a normal basis.
It was a man’s voice. A man’s hard voice, speaking to my mind.
“Come with me Alyssa. This will be so much easier if you just come with me.” Balmora called out.
“Get to the window!”The voice in my head spoke with more insistence.
As the woman floated toward me, I took the only option I felt best. I ran to the foyer. That was where the nearest window was, and it was open. Something sparkled in the night sky. Like a flash of light.
There it was again, and again.
“Alyssa. Go, go to the window.”The voice yelled.
“Get out of her head!!” Balmora screamed, her voice sounded like crashing waves, the tone so hard it hurt my head.
I ran to the window and looked back at her. She wasn’t far, but something was blocking her, stopping her from moving. Stopping her from getting me. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I wished like hell I’d gone with Darius.
None of this shit would have happened to me.
“Come on Alyssa, I can’t help you if you don’t come to me. I won’t be able to hold her back for much longer.”The voice was a little calmer this time. Calm, but still urgent.
“How?” I asked. As to who I was talking to, I didn’t know.
I looked outside at the surroundings and saw the spark of light again. It was like white electricity. Like lightning but without the full punch.
I was fifteen flights up and I didn’t know what I was supposed to do now.
The screeching sounds Balmora made were terrifying, frightful sounds from a nightmare.
“You have to jump.” The man said.
“Jump. Are you shitting me?” If anyone saw me now, they’d think I’d lost my mind and they’d call the cops. I was standing by a window talking to myself and crying. There would be no mistake about what people would think.
“Come on. Trust me. I will catch you. Please. Balmora is using magic that’s stopping me from getting to you. Only you can break through it.”
“Magic, what?” I didn’t believe in anything like that.
“Alyssa, look past the barrier and you will see me.”
I looked but I couldn’t see anything. “I can’t see. Who are you?”
“Your guardian angel. You believe in those right. Remember Grandma Elma, she taught you to believe in angels. She gave you that necklace you’re wearing now. The necklace is a talisman, it’s helping you. She prepared you for this very moment. So, please don’t let her down. If you don’t believe me, I need you to believe in her.”
Telling me to believe in the woman who meant everything to me was enough of a trigger.
My grandmother was everything. I believed in her so much if she told me to jump off a cliff I would.
The screeching continued, getting louder, stronger, piercing through my body, my mind, my soul.
It propelled me to climb up on the window ledge. And, somehow, I knew, as crazy as it was, I had to trust what the voice was telling me. I had to if I wanted to survive. And, somehow, I knew I had to survive.
I had to.
“Now Alyssa!”the man’s voice cried.
As Balmora broke free of whatever barrier held her in place I jumped.
Oh God I jumped.
