headphonesHaunted 6: Shimmering "Where... am I?" Jac opened her eyes and found herself floating, or perhaps submerged underwater.. but she was still breathing somehow. Everything around her was an unsettling black void as far as the eye could see... save for a small, flickering light that emitted from the glass egg that hung from the necklace she wore. Jac could just make out the faint hint of a butterfly pattern from within. "Why do I...?" As soon as she gave the item a tap, the illumination at its core suddenly grew to envelop her entire surroundings with a majestic, white sheen. Jac watched in awe as she saw a mysterious, yet beautiful figure manifest itself before her eyes. She shimmered with a golden radiance that sparkled over her snowy dress. "You freed me..." The being spoke. "I can't thank you enough for what you've done." "W-who are you...?" Jac gasped. "I am called The Witch of the Dawn. For a long time I was the tutelary guardian of this land... At least, until the evil spirits of the hallowed bark destroyed my precious home. You are the first person to succeed in finding my precious jewel! The very one that will aid in my resurrection..." "Uh..." "Don't worry dear. Rest assured that no harm will come to you so long as I'm around. I promised a friend of mine." "Wait! How did I... wind up here?" "WAHHH! ANOTHER ONE!!" Jac whipped her head to the source of that scream just as she saw a familiar red headed Wile literally fall into the strange 'room' they were in, where his descent gradually slowed to a halt. Jac hovered as fast as she could over to his side. "Aiden!! How the hell did you get here?!" "I haven't the slightest idea..." Aiden grumbled as he managed to float upright again. "I was in that guy's house... And it turned out.. he was possessed by one of the evil spirits in my dreams…” "You mean? The head of the scavenger hunt?" The shrunken Wile nodded. “Some stuff then happened and, I ended up here.” He then took notice of the witch again and immediately slinked behind Jac for cover. "Who's this?!" "Do not fret. I am not your enemy." The witch replied, her expression was soft, yet somber. She appeared graceful, yet simultaneously she seemed as though she was searching through the very essence of Aiden's soul. It was almost like he could “feel” her presence tap into him, which didn't help to calm his relentless nerves at the slightest. "Hold on!" Jac exclaimed. "Weren't you the one who led me here? You look suspiciously similar to a certain butterfly I know..” “You would be correct. My true power was locked away in that jewel. Had it not been for my light, you would have still been under the control of that foul spirit.” “Wait… you saved me?” “Correct, dear.” The witch's smile beamed even brighter. “And now you are truly free from that wicked being. It was the least I could do… for freeing me in spite of your affliction. Again, I am eternally grateful.” As Jac was trying her best to wrap her head around all of this, Aiden's mind was brewing as well. His thoughts failed to escape the ethereal witch however, as the infiltration of his very essence quietly continued. "Indeed, it is as you suspect I did know Bartleby… long before he became possessed.” "I wish you had warned me before you read my mind..." Aiden mumbled. “Huh?” Jac was completely lost. “Don't let the stories lead you astray. Before he became broken.. he was a kind man. One who went above and beyond to help everyone he could…” The room fell quiet momentarily, as the witch's eyes began to cloud. The two friends looked at each other before Jac broke the silence. "So you're…the woman from the story?” “You know about that part?” The witch looked down. “...Yes… I was his wife, before I lost everything…” The two friends uttered not a sound, even in their heads. After a brief moment the witch continued. “He didn't want to hurt me. But, the 108 were relentless. They knew I had the power to eradicate them, which is why they came after me specifically.” “The 108…” “That doesn't li- -” Aiden uttered before Jac interrupted. "Wait, I'm confused.” Jac tugged onto the glass egg lightly, noticing then that it was somehow fastened tight. “What is this exactly? And why are the evil spirits using the scavenger hunt to go after it?” “My jewel solely holds the key to completely destroy them. That is why they will stop at nothing to destroy it first.” The witch explained. “Even before they became sealed to the hallowed bark, they cannot touch this jewel, its purity is greater than their dark energy. Unfortunately, anyone who ventures too close.. are ultimately prone to their influence.” “So.. that would mean that they possess people to try to do their dirty work for them…” Jac put a hand to her chin. “And if they succeed?” “I pray that it won't come to that. The 108 must be plotting to stage something elaborate, if they are this desperate after being dormant for so long.” The witch then took a deep breath, and looked towards the great white void that surrounded the three of them. “All Hallows Eve draws near, the time when spirits are at their strongest. It's not a coincidence.. they could pose a great threat to many lives if they are released." Aiden gave out an involuntary squeak. In contrast, upon hearing this revelation, the pit of Jac's core began to boil. She clenched her fist with renewed vigor, determined more than ever to set things into motion. "Tell me what I need to do." She said. “Are you certain?” The witch asked. “Once you embark further on this quest, there is no turning back.” “Positive! The whole world could possibly be at stake here! I don't want to stand back and watch after everything I learned … If there's anything I can do to stop this before it's too late, well.. Then I guess it's worth trying!” “But Jac! It's too dangerous!!” Aiden exclaimed. “We have the tools for it! So it can be done, right?” At first the witch seemed apprehensive towards the idea, but then she saw the sheer look of fire in Jac's eyes. One that showed total conviction to the cause, someone perhaps worthy… to actually succeed. This was enough to make the ethereal witch cave. “Perhaps the stars had aligned for us to meet at this exact moment. Very well then! If you insist on stopping the 108 once and for all, then you must heed to my instructions and listen well!” The witch floated over to Jac's side, resting a hand on her shoulder. The human could feel a cold chill from her touch, signifying that she was indeed not of this world. "You must go to the hallowed bark and place the jewel underneath it. You must then repeat the spell that I will give you at that time. The foul spirits will stop at nothing to make sure that you will fail, so you must stay vigilant!" The witch then turned her head to Aiden, who jerked upon seeing her soft smile once more. "You have the power to burn even spirits. Your fire will come in handy if the need arises. Can I count on you to protect her?" Aiden gulped. "I'll try my best, ma'am." The shrunken Wile still shivered at the prospect of making eye contact with her. It was as if his gut was telling him something important, but he couldn't discern what exactly. Just then, Jac and Aiden suddenly began to lift out of their positions; steadily at first, but at increasing speed, they were being carried off higher to who knows where. “What the?!” Aiden cried. “What's going on?!” Jac shouted. “Your physical forms are starting to awaken. You should remember everything I've taught you here, so don't fret.” The witch stayed behind in her exact spot, yet her brilliant radiance could be seen far in the distance. “Hold on!” Jac shouted as she began to fight in vain against the current. “I still have so many questions!!” As the two drifted further away, the world around them literally cracking in its foundation, Jac was surprised to hear the good spirit speak now in her mind one more time. "Farewell for now. If all goes well, we shall meet again. Stay strong you two, you don't have a moment to lose!” ..... "Jac...? JAC!!" Jac slowly blinked her eyelids awake, and the first thing he saw was a crestfallen, human-sized Richard. As soon as the Wile witnessed her return from the brink, he pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her as tight as he could. The young woman could feel the sweat that had previously drenched his skin and shirt, as well as his pouring tears. "Thank God!" Richard cried, before saying nothing else for a long time as the two continued to soak in each other's embrace. Jac gathered as much strength as she could to look around. She realized that she was back at the cemetery as a light rain poured down where they stood. Furthermore, they were alone. "R-Richard...?" Jac said weakly. "Wha… Where's Aiden...?" "Aiden's not here. What are you talking about?" "Oh.... nevermind." She put her hand on her chest to find that the jewel was still present. Everything she saw leading up to this point had all felt like a wild fever dream, but it was obvious that this was anything but. "Let's go home..." Jac said. "I'll… try to explain on the way..." Richard lifted the exhausted woman over his shoulders. As he was about to carry her away, Jac spotted what appeared to be a small piece of yellow paper next to the crater that she had dug up. She asked the Wile to hand it to her, and while she couldn't make out the misshapen writing at first, she was eventually able to decipher its code. 'The final task is a simple one. Bring the necklace to me. If you can't do this then destroy it. You will then receive your prize.' Jac then crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it afar. "Yeah, like that's going to happen." She thought.