Deathwalker by Madison Nicole

Author:Madison Nicole [Nicole, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MN Books LLC
Published: 2022-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

15

I was fifteen minutes early to my meeting with Priya and Emir which, apparently, was the perfect time to meet my first ghost.

She was young, maybe twelve or thirteen, and she had on a hoodie, leggings, and sneakers. Her hair was piled into a bun on top of her head and she was chewing on her bottom lip. She glowed white and seemed to move through space a few inches off the ground. She was just walking down the street like a normal kid. I wondered what had happened to her.

“Hey,” I said, not really knowing what I was supposed to do. She jumped, as if surprised I could see her. Maybe ghosts didn’t know that anyone would help them? I still didn’t know much about the actual process of crossing over. I barely knew anything actually, despite doing an immense amount of reading and researching.

“Hi,” she said, twisting her fingers in her hands.

“Do you need some help?” I asked softly, walking towards her and smiling. I didn’t want to frighten her. I felt purposeful doing this, less like the scared, disempowered mess I’d been earlier.

“Yeah, I just…I’m not sure how to get back,” she whispered, gnawing on her bottom lip again.

I didn’t know what to do to help, but I figured I could wait with her until Priya and Emir got here so they could do it.

“I’m not sure either, but I have some friends who know how. They will be here soon. Do you want to wait with me?” I plopped down on the curve right in front of the bar.

“Okay.” She sat next to me, pulling her knees up to her chest. “Most people can’t see me, but I can see that you’re different. You have, like, a dark-colored energy around you.” She looked at me intently, squinting her eyes.

I would love to see what other people see. Is it, like, a black cloud? Sparkling dark glitter? Tendrils of smoke? I want to know what’s different, now that I have my sight.

“People say I’m a deathwalker. I’m still learning what that means,” I said, not sure what, exactly, I was supposed to talk about with a ghost, but this felt like a safe topic. Something reassuring to let her know I am, in fact, not a demon or fucked up guardian angel. Deathwalkers are nice and friendly, right?

I was sadly mistaken.

Her eyes went wide and she fell back, pushing herself up and backing away.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Please don’t hurt me. I only want to rest. I was only trying to do what they told me!” She started sobbing, and I was frozen in place. What was she saying, exactly?

“I won’t hurt you. I don’t know what you mean. Please stay. My friends can help you, and you can explain what happened to you.” I opened my hands wide as if to show my own surrender.

She looked at me one last time and ran, in her ghostly form, down the street and around the corner. I was stuck to the curb, unsure and scared about what to do.

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