Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

We could not feel the hunger anymore. I sat on a chair and circled my arms around my knees. My eyes looked straight to Emma's computer monitor. Next to me, the face of that woman had turned pale a few minutes ago. We could see clearly the condition of my house through her computer screen and something really shocking happened there .

Something was moving in the darkness. His movement was stiff and odd for a normal man. It seemed that Emma had known that it was not human.

We both did not deny that whatever out there in the darkness was not human, but our logical thought still could not comprehend how that inanimate thing could move by itself like a living thing

We were like in a nightmare even though we both were fully awake. Something we just knew in horror stories we could see in real life and the worst, it might hunt me.

Emma watched me and the monitor that displayed the thing in turn. That creature tried to send away the white dog that usually came to my house. The dog barked fiercely as if the doll was something it really hated

"Is that a doll?," Emma exclaimed in low voice in disbelieved.

I remained silent and shook my head, then watched back to the monitor.

"Tha, that is really a doll, isn't it?" She repeated, in disbelief of what she saw. "That". Emma took a deep breath, then she stood up from the chair in bewilderment.

I turned the computer screen, I could not stand watching views presenting my house condition. Not only the fear I felt but also the movement of that creature really made my head spinning and my stomach sick. There were parts of me denying that the inanimate could move. The bad dream came in reality.

The shadow of that living doll that could walk in horrific ways was planted permanently in my memory. Emma was facing the same thing. I saw her walking back and forth and grumbling under her breath.

"Em," I called her, but she did not hear me. "Em, I guess that thing is hunting me". I said it a bit louder. Emma looked at me. Her face was pale. "Don't say it. It scares me, ".

She stared at me angrily. She walked fast to my direction. :Tha, I am worried about you" she screamed. "We both don't know what kind of creature it is. Is it dangerous and what was his purpose for coming here". She screamed hysterically. "We both don't know what that thing will do later." Her voice was weak in the last words.

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Like having coffee with high caffeine content, we could not rest our eyes even a bit after watching that horrific night. Emma went to the restroom several times before she finally spent the night by watching films.

My mind was overpowered with regrets after seeing Emma. I had involved my best friend who was not supposed to be in it. I wanted to run everywhere as long that that thing or whatever it was did not find me. Unfortunately, I could not think clearly in this situation. I felt like my brain was just gone when I was nervous and urgent.

That night I did not sleep but overslept for around an hour. When I woke up, I looked for Emma but nowhere could she be spotted.

I wrote down a memo and put it on the fridge in the dining room. I wanted to pack my things and left as soon as possible.

One name suddenly crossed to my mind that morning and my brain processed quickly to make a decision. And my destination was to the place of that person. It took around half day including 2 hours by sea. I did not want to involve anyone anymore this time. I could feel something bad would happen if they were around me. Staying away was the only way out.

I took a train at 10 a.m. I turned off my cell phone during the trip so that no one could reach me.

It took 4 hours the trip by train. Then, I had to take a bus for 1 hour to get to the to the steam train station which was located far in the countryside. After that, I took a ferry and the last transportation to take was the same transportation, another steam train.

In that journey, I tried to make myself happy by enjoying the scenery and trying to forget want I saw last night in my yard.

It was 1 a.m. I just arrived, slightly later than the time scheduled.

When I got down from the train, someone had waited for me and welcomed me with his annoying smile. He was my father. For 27 years of age, it was my second time seeing him.

Father was like a stranger to me. We did not talk much. He asked me to follow him without asking questions, and simply agreed..

We walked along the path cut through the forest. Once in a while I could hear owls and other nocturnal animals sounding on and off.

The path we passed through was so dark that several times my feet knocked some kinds of roots and almost stumbled. The moonlight did not help much because the thickness of the forest was impossible to penetrate.

The tress shades and the thickness of bushes accompanied our silence. No topics could be brought up to break our quietness. We were a father and a daughter who lived like two strangers, only the biological bond was the tie between us-- I guessed so.

After such a long walk through the thickness of the forest, we finally came to a house with such a spacious yard.. The wood fence was built low around the garden which was covered with blue clematis. Different kinds of vegetables were grown in almost all areas, and only left 1 meter as a path to the house doo