THE MURDERER TYPEWRITER

CHAPTER 8

 It was been a few days, but Mia refused the idea of going back inside the storage room.

“It gave me chills.”Mia exclaimed, her voice trembling with fear.

“ I didn't want to go back in there. It was like it was hunting me and her. I heard things that I was not supposed to be hearing,” Mia continued. Her words rushed. 

“What is happening to me?So why am I having this weird experience?” Mia wondered aloud how mind swirling with confusion and fear

“As Mia was confused with her thoughts, she couldn't shake the feelings of voices whispering inside her head, drowning her innocence of help lessness.

“Where are those voices coming from? I feel like they're drowning me,” Mia murmured, her voice barely audible over the death of her thoughts.

“These voices keep on whispering inside my earth and talking inside my head. I don't like this, but I can't stop it from happening. I feel like I don't have a control over whatever is happening to my body,” Mia confessed helping, struggling with uncertainity. Meanwhile, Town watched his daughter from a distance, his heart with concern for her well-being.

“What is happening to me?” Tom wondered aloud, his voice filled with worry. 

“I feel like something is wrong, but she's not telling you. Before it, something was bothering her. I should always be the first to know, but now I can only watch from as far as she worries about everything in life,” Tom said, and sighed heavily with frustration. 

“How can I help her?” Tom questioned, thoughts consumed by a sense of helplessness.

“I am her father, but I feel like worthless, like I can't do anything. What should I do?” Tom organised, her voice filled with anguish.

“This feeling inside of me is killing me. I don't like it,” Tom.Admitted.With so much emotions in his heart, I swear I want to help it to reach out to my daughter, but don't know how it's so hard for me.” Tom confessed his heart with the heavy of his daughter's distress. 

  Tom had a bold idea on how to make things easier for Mia.

“I know she was bit young for dating, but I trust that Mia knows her limits. And she's had a crush on John for years now,”Tom amused himself contemplating his daughter happiness.

 “I know. Maybe it would be the best decision to let her figure things out for herself,” he decided taking a step towards his daughter with a plan forming in his head.

“Mia?” Tom called out.He was gentle.

“Yes, Dad?” Mia responded, turning her attention to him. 

“Do you want to get out?” Tom asked her. 

“ What do you mean?” Mia gave a pout.

“Why don't you go out with John?” Tom suggested a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“What?” Mia nearly choked on a drink at the father's unexpected proposal. 

“Yes, have fun activated. Just normal to date someone you know. At least I know that wouldn't ruin my trust. So you would know your limits, right?” Tom encourages a smile playing on his lips.

“Oh...Yes, of course. Dad, I know my limit. But why are you saying this many question,” her curiosity growing. 

“Nothing. I just want to.You do have some fun,” Tom replied casually, making his true intentions.

“Are you dating someone?”

“What? Hell, no!” Tom exclaimed shaking his head.

“Then why are you telling me this right now?” Mia persisted. 

“Do you want to date John or not?” Tom redirected the conversation, a hint of impatience in his tone. 

“I want, but,” Mia hesitated, unsure of her sudden changes. 

“ Then do it before I change my mind,” Tom declared, his tone leaving no room for argument. 

“Are you sure?Is this not a trap?” Mia asked, question cautiously. 

“No,” Tom reassued her with a smile. 

“Thank you,” exclaimed a great smile, lighting up with as she hugged him tightly.

As Mia excitedly texted John, Tom couldn't help but smile at his daughter's happiness . He knew he made the right choice. At least now we would have something to occupy her mind.

 “I'm happy to see you happy, my daughter,” Tom murmured himself,his heart, swelling with pride and love.

Later on that day, Mia noticed John acting so strangely? 

“John?” mia called tapping shoulder to get his attention.

“Huh?” John responded, seeming distracted. 

“Are you OK?” Mia asked him with a frown.

“Are you OK?” Mia asked concern evident in her voice. 

“I'm sorry,!” John apologised. 

“No,It's fine,” Mia reassured him giving him a small Comforting smile. 

“I think I'm ruining your day,” John confessed, his tone filled with regret. 

“What happened is there's something that is bothering you?” Mia asked, wanting to understand. 

“No its just that…,” John trailed of seeming hesitant to continue.

“ What you can tell me,” mia encouraged him, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“I think I am having some weird dreams,” John admitted, his voice was uneasy.

“About what?” Mia asked.

“About a box. It was mysterious and beautiful,” John explained his brow furrowed in confusion.

“ What do you mean?” Mia questioned intrigued by his revelation. 

“It first started when I entered into the storage room in your house. Then I saw the box lying around. I didn't touched it but stare at for a while. And starting that day I belong so weird dreams about that box,” John explained himself.

“ what? “Mia exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

“ Yes, It may sound insane, but I don't know what is happening to me,” John confessed his voice, filled with uncertainty.

“Yes, it may sound insane, but I don't know what is happening to me,” John confessed.

 “ I also felt that bpx had some kind of bad energy,” Mia admitted. Her was barely above a whisper. 

“You think so?” John asked, looking at her with concern. 

“Yes, I'm having weird dreams as well.” Mia confirms, her mind reeling with the realisation that they were experiencing the same.

“You too?” John questioned, his eyes widen in astonishment.

“ Yes,” Mia confirmed, her voice trembling slightly. 

  John explained further to Mia what he was seeing.

“I am also seeing dark entity around me, Mia,” John added.

“What?” Mia exclaimed, her heart racing with fear at his words. 

“Are you serious?” She asked.

“Do I look, I'm joking? John responded, his expression grave.

 “No!” Mia replied, her voice was barely heard. 

“Then I'm telling the truth,” Johb assured her firmly. 

“I'm also having some weird dreams,” Mia admitted.

“Don't worry, it was all dream,” John reassured her, attempted to easier fears.

 But despite her words, Mia broke down the overwhelmed in terrifying experience. 

“It was so scary. Even it was just a dream,” Mia said, her voice choked with emotion.

 “I know, but it was just a dream.”John repeated, trying to offer comfort.

 Deciding they need to seek out more help, John and Mia resolved to tell Tom everything. They made their way to Mia's house to confide in her father.

“ Dad?” Mia called out as they entered the house.

“ Hi there, John.”Tom greeted them, smiling.

“Hello, Sir,” John responded politely. 

“Dad, I'm having weird dreams about some dark entity,” Mia confessed, her voice quivering.

“What?” Tom exclaimed his concern evident in his voice.

“Me too, sir,” John added, confirming Mia’s words.

Feeling a sense of urgency, Tom decided to reach to  his exorcist Friend for help.

“ I am going to call my exorcist friend right now,” Tom declared, evident in his voice.

“OK, Dad,” Mia replied, her voice filled with relief at the prospect of seeking help.

Tom wasted no time in placed the call to his friend explaining the situation and requesting his help. 

“Can you come over? My daughter and her friends are having some weired dark entity dreams. I think you can help us out.” Tom requested urgently.

“ OK I will be on my way,” on the other end of the line, the voice replied.