• “Ji…Jam….Jimik…Eeeek…..Ha….” It was impossible, I knew it. Ty had said my first victim’s name perfectly…but I didn’t even know how many syllables there where. I was walking through a jungle in Africa, my nose cornered into my temporary planner. I snapped it shut, and folded it, stuffing it into my pocket. I should have changed…I looked awful. I had stripped my jacket off as soon as we had gotten out of the cold bite of Sothern California, and was just wearing jeans with a gold stain on them (from my ‘blood’) at my calf, and a blue t-shirt I was currently melting in. I brushed the sweat off my face with my shoulder, and made myself more forward. I had to find…Ji…ha….and bring him to the gate.

    Suddenly, my converses stuttered over something. I crashed to my knees, swore loudly, and turned around to see what invaded my path. I was expecting a rock, or a plant I could hurl at a tree or something. It was a body. I crawled over to the dark-skinned body, and rolled it over until I could see it’s face. My shriek made it flinch. This had to be him. My hands lightly held his head, placed on either side of his face. I pulled his head up, and placed it on my knees.

    He looked awful. I tried to figure out what he was dying from. I’d say he was attacked by something, or someone based on all the blood, and broken bones he had. But, the way his skin looked…broken, slightly pink. His eyes, small and foggy, I say it was a disease. Unsure, I hooked one arm under his neck, the other around his waist and lifted him up. His real body lie on the ground, while his weightless soul thrashed in my arms. He gasped, and shoved me away from him, using a force I didn’t quite understand. I also didn’t understand what he was yelling at me.

    “!!!!!!!” He screamed, using so many letters and words I didn’t knew existed it made my head spin.
    “Jb…eekha….” I sighed. “Shhhh.” I tried, covering my mouth in attempt to make him understand what I was saying.
    He glared at me, “…!!!.!.!!!....!”
    After a moment, it clicked in my head that no one could hear him. He was dead. I reached out, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him away from his body. His hand struck my head roughly.
    I remembered doing that exact same thing to Ty. What had he done?
    ‘You pathetic little brat, get up!’ His harsh voice ordered. ‘Calm down, Scarlett.’
    Of course. “Shut up!” I growled at the soul. His eyes widened, and his voice faltered.
    “Come here, and don’t struggle!” I ordered. Good, it worked in different languages too. I grabbed his wrist again, and pulled him in a semi-circle. I instantly disappeared as the dark gate came into view.

    My mind buzzed as I watched him. “Go through the gate, go through the gate…” I murmured, watching my first human face this test. His mouth was open, and he took a few steps forward. Good. “Go through the gate…” I could hear his mind, though I didn’t understand it. He was thinking a lot about this.

    I bit the inside of my bottom lip, anxious as I tried to force him to move toward the black gate. He did eventually, the gates opened silently. I saw his eyes narrow, and then he spun around, and ran away from the gate. My jaw dropped, and tears started to invade my eyes.

    No.