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It's not paranoia!!

Jayden is living a normal life. But an incident changes his life forever. He sees and hears things no one else can. He is bullied and no one believes him until "that" happens... This new turn of events is really painful and scary for everyone. Will Jayden become normal once again? There are secrets hidden everywhere. Braylan, Jayden's brother can see and hear things most people can't. The boys are gifted with a few abilities. But that doesn't prevent them from living through the horrors. What are the horrors of their lives? What will they find out about a dead cult? Read to find out!

mysteriousSAR ยท Horror
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Chapter 12

They reached the kitchen counter. They were out of breath.

"Why are you running around?" Marco said, pulling a chair and sitting.

"Eh... Racing!" Braylan said, still panting. He too pulled a chair and sat and started gulping water.

"Easy, kid take it easy! You will choke!" Marco said ruffling his hair and Braylan gave him a delighting smile.

'Man he is so good when it comes to acting!' Jayden thought, clearly impressed. he too pulled a chair and sat opposite Braylan.

"I let you win on purpose you know. So that you shouldn't feel bad!" he said smiling.

"Yeah! So true. I didn't realize that you had some noble blood in you!" Braylan replied, snorting. Marco and Jane joined and the boys felt something different. Even if they were acting, doing something that made them all laugh was a good idea. they felt their worries reduce a bit. The lunch was a fun time. It was like the old days. They talked, laughed, and discussed while having their hamburgers and bean salad with some carbonated drinks. To cheer the boys, their parents have also ordered some ice cream sundae and that definitely did its job. The boys were in better spirits by the end of lunch and their fear and stress levels have gone down considerably.

After lunch, they returned to their rooms. Braylan jumped into his bed. It was a long day. A small nap won't hurt. He picked his phone. The book about the cursed objects was on the screen.

'๐˜พ๐™ช๐™ง๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ค๐™—๐™Ÿ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™จ:

๐˜Š๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ. ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.

๐˜ˆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜น ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ. ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ. ๐˜๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต, ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ. ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บโ€ฆ..' As Braylan was reading, he heard a loud thud from Jayden's room. He got up and walked in Jayden's room.

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Jayden entered his room after lunch, ready to grab a book and read it. When he passed his study table, he saw the handprints. He and Braylan didn't clean it. With a groan and cursing the cursed spirits who made him do extra chores, he grabbed a packet of wet wipes and started wiping them. The marks were stubborn and took a lot of time to vanish.

After cleaning, Jayden sighed and chose a book, and sat in a comfortable position on the bed. Soon, Braylon entered his room.

"What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing, Why though?"

"I heard a thud and thought you were hurt or something."

"Oh, that thud! It was caused by me. I dropped an encyclopedia from the top shelf." Jayden replied, smiling.

"Great! I am going to sleep now." Braylan left and Jayden continued reading. He was so engrossed in reading that he didn't realize a boy has just appeared in front of him.

"Jayden! Jayden!" The boy whispered. Jayden jumped and stared at the kid. It was the same ghost boy, who kept coming at odd times.

"Who are you?"

"Don't worry about me. I am a spirit. I want to help you." The boy replied. " You are in big trouble Jayden. Be careful. All times. Don't ever stop being cautious. They have chaaAAAHHHHHH..." The boy screamed in agony. he couldn't complete his sentence. The boy was writhing and he disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared. Jayden was shocked. It all happened so suddenly. He was staring at the spot where the boy was standing. He called himself a spirit, and he wanted Jayden to be careful. all the time. Well, he was careful. It was more like the Devils found a way to come near him. He was wondering what to do next when he heard the same laughter. It was colder and harsher than before. Jayden kept his hands on his ears. He didn't want to hear it.

"What are you doing Jayden? I am here for you! You can't escape me." A man had appeared in front of him and he was speaking to him. This one was different. He had golden locks, blue eyes, a pale pointed face, and a pointed nose.

'How many spirits exist?' He asked himself.

"You are mine!" The man whispered."I will not let anyone else take you!" He was coming closer and closer. Jayden was moving back until he hit the wall. The man stretched his hand and touched him. Both of them gasped.

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'๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด.' Brayalan continued reading after returning back to his room. '๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต. ๐˜–๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ 5 ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜บ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ. ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ.'

Is this it? Is it because Jayden touched it? But it still doesn't explain why Jacob could see and witness some stuff. Braylan thought.

"Hey, Jacob! I think I found something important!" He texted Jacob who replied after 5 minutes.

"What's that Bray?" Braylan sent him the screenshot of the paragraph he just read.

"But I am not sure Jay actually touched it. He doesn't remember touching it. And if it works on touching, how come I see that old creep and you don't?" Jacob replied after some time.

"That is what confuses me. I guess we will have to meet in secret. I can sneak out of the house right now."

"No! Don't do anything stupid. Any one of us has to be near Jayden and note his behavior." Jacob replied.

"All the time!" he added.

"Ok! So how will we do this project?"

"Let me make a group!"

Jacob started a group chat with Braylan and Samuel. It was decided that Samuel will be the permanent researcher as he was not very close to Jayden and he keeping an eye on him would make Jayden suspicious. They will share their reports and conclusions on this group.

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It looked like both of them were hurt. The man was giving Jayden a murderous stare and Jayden felt like his arm was burnt. Slowly the man started disappearing. His legs vanished, then his torso, his chest, and finally his head.

'Did I kill him?' Was the first thought in Jayden's head. His arm was sore and it was burning. He went down to gulp some water and apply some burn tube to his hand. He doubted that the burn tube will be of any help, but he wanted to give it a try.

His ears were ringing from the warning the spirit boy gave. He said that he is supposed to be cautious. But he never did anything after that graveyard incident. It was the spirits that were coming near him. And the boy was also saying something. But something happened to him. Now this man said that Jayden is his. It was creepy.

After thinking for a long time, Jayden decided that he should probably visit a church and communicate with a priest. He was sitting on the bed and he predicted correctly about the burn tube. It had no effect on his burn and it kept hurting. He decided he should take a nap and he fell into a slumber.

He could see dark entities all around him. They were trying to reach him. None of them was clear, but he knew that there was a thin boundary that protacted him. The dark entities were trying to break this boundary. Jayden was not exactly asleep. He was half asleep and half awake. A dark figure dared and started moving forward. There was a loud thud and sizzling sound. Jayden felt shaken. His energy drained and he felt very weak. Probably his protecting shield had given away or maybe it needed more strength which it took from the boy. But it surely woke Jayden up and he sat up gasping. Nothing was out of the ordinary!