Midnight

Chapter four

He sat down for a while and began to think about the weird dream message.

He immediately went downstairs to his mothers room but was surprised to find her lying lifeless on the bed.

"Mom, wake up!" He shouted as if he wanted to wake her up with his loud voice.

He cried as he tried his possible best to wake his mom up from sleep.

He tried everything but to no avail. Then it dawned on him that his beloved mother us no longer coming back to him.

But what was the cause of her death remained an unanswered question.

"What killed her?, has she been sick?". Asked one of their neighbors as soon as he heard Mike's loud cry.

"I had no idea, I just woke up and found her lifeless on the bed". He responded to the neighbor.

After a while, they had no option than to prepare her body for burial the next day.

Mike felt horrible throughout thus entire phase and he wished that he had never performed that trick.

"You mean, your mom died because of that weird magic trick?". Asked Fred to Mike on the day of the funeral.

"I don't know but I think that her death wasn't natural". Mike said with a sad look on his face.

Fred heaved a sigh.

"She warned me not to engage in it but I didn't listen. I feel so guilty. My conscience is driving me crazy and I wished to be left alone at the moment, if you wouldn't mind". Mike said to his friend Fred.

Fred saw that he was not in the mood and he decided to give him a space.

Throughout the while funeral process, Mike was queit, aline and deep in thought. He wished that he was the one that died instead of his mom.

As soon as she was buried. Everyone disappeared one after the other leaving only Mike at the burial ground.

He stood at the grave and was gazing at it as if he wanted to communicate with the ghost.

When it dawned on him that it is all over, he quietly left the burial ground and proceeded to his abode.

He didn't attend lectures for a whole week as he needed time to get over the sudden and mysterious and death of his mother.

"How are you feeling now?". Asked Fred his closest friend on his visit.

"I feeling a lot better now than before". He replied.

"I would love to resume lectures as soon as possible". Mike posited.

"I think you would still need some break to recover fully. There is no need for you to be in a hurry". Fred said to him.

"I know but there us no point in me staying here all alone, everyday. I think I would recover faster when I mingle". Mike said and his friend instantly understood his point.

"Yes, I think that's a good idea". Fred said and continued.

"You know the news kind of leaked that you had performed that weird trick and some of the students were if the opinion that you must have killed your mother with your reckless behavior. I think your presence at the school will put an end to this rumour and some also posited that you must have committed suicide, hence your absence". Fred said.

"I don't care about what they say. They can say whatever they like, I don't care. All I know is that I would be resuming my normal activities tomorrow". Mike said to his friend and he didn't argue further.

After his stay, he got up and made his way to leave.

"See you in school tomorrow then". Fred said to his friend as he stood up from his seat.

The next day, he made sure to get up early and prepare for school.

He dressed up neatly and nicely and he made sure to lock his door perfectly including the windows.

His place was not far away from the burial ground and so he must pass through it before going to anywhere he wishes.

He got to the burial ground, hos eyes went to his mother's grave but he immediately took his eyes off entirely and continued with his journey. He still hadn't recovered from the incantation he performed  earlier and so he had no business with the dead for the meantime.

"There, here he comes". Said one if the students as soon as she sighted Mike from afar.

"Who?". Asked the other student.

"They mysterious guy". She responded.

Mike came closer to the school gate and opened it. He came in and proceeded to the classroom.

On top of  it was clearly written 'mysticism'. He had chosen the field because of his weird obsession with paranormal events.

"Goodday class". Said the teacher as soon she entered the classroom.

The students greeted her back with a cheerful tone.

"With your lovely response I can tell that you guys are ready for your project". The teacher said again.

"Yes we are ready". Shouted the whole class.

"What project is she talking about". Mike asked his friend Fred who was sitting beside him.

"She announced it last week in your absence but she hasn't mentioned the content yet". Fred responded.

"I see". Mike said and turned back to the teacher.

"This isn't just any project but it is capable of changing your lives and also give you the power of the fufiled life that you desire". The teacher said again to the curiosity of the students.

"Its a competition and anyone who wins it will be given an award and a lot if prizes which equals to a good life". Said the teacher.

The students couldn't wait for her to announce the content ad they all claimed to be equal to that task.

"Alright then, you all are assigned to study the 'language of the houses!' The teacher said with a shout and the students were frightened at the content including Mike.

"Isn't that a study of demons, I mean house demons?". Mike said to the surprise of other students.