The story of a voicless ghost

Chapter four

I lay on that room of glass in the middle of the night were all I can hear is my breath. I open my eyes and notice a tear had fallen in my cheek, I look at the celling and remember if what had happened was a dream, I wished but as I looked down I realized I had someone between my arm, it was Abel. So it hadn't been a dream and all those words of suffering and all those tears had actually happened, I repeated what happened over and over again, each time more painful than the last.

 I remembered the fear of his face when he was about to confess the hardest thing in his life, how he collapsed in the floor not being able to bear the pain he was feeling and how he screamed and sobbed in sorrow without the world knowing because how could it? All you could hear was silence, like if the entire world chose to ignore the agony he carried around with him. It hurt me not being able to hear his voice as he heard mine, that I couldn't hug him as hard as I could until it hurt because he felt nothing, only his mind could feel but not his body.

There I was with a ghost curled around my arm sobbing like a little boy scared of the dark, I wished that I could do something, we couldn't stay here, we needed to go somewhere else where he would forget of the pain. I slowly got up and realized Abel was asleep, he looked a bit more calm. I didn't want to wake him up so I tried carrying him, he was light as a feather, I slowly started walking around the house looking for a place to go. 

I wondered around the third floor with the moon as the only light to help me see, the place looked beautiful in the dark. I finally reached a hallway and walked through it, at the end of it there was a wooden door. It was one of the biggest bedrooms I had seen in my life, it had a huge bed with curtains around it, there was furniture all over the place and a huge marble chimney. I softly placed Abel on the side of the bed and he whispered something "Cora...don't...don't do it".

I started wondering if ghosts could dream but as I laid on the other side of the bed I fell asleep, I hadn't realized that I was so tired until then. I woke up to the vague sound of someone calling my name, I opened my eyes and saw that it was morning, Abel was sitting next to me watching me with curiosity.

"I'm sorry I woke you up, you looked very peaceful" he had a small smile on his face.

"How are you?"

"Better now that you are here with me, I see you brought me to another place"

"I thought it would be best"

For the first time I noticed the room in all its detail, it had clear pink walls with golden ornaments, there was a huge mirror and a closet too, from the windows you could see the maze. As I looked through the window I remembered something:

"Abel can ghosts dream?"

"Don't think so, why?"

"Does the name Cora seem familiar?"

He went silent for a moment.

"I feel like I've heard it before...I'm not sure"

"Yesterday, when I brought you here you spoke in your sleep, you said that name. Do you remember anything?"

"I...I think I remember something...there was a letter...the stamp had an animal..."

I walked around the room trying to think, I stood in front of the desk that was near the mirror and sat there.

"Anything else you remember?"

"Someone was fighting...there was a knife...a broken mirror...clear blue eyes staring at me through it"

I started to look around the drawers to clear my mind but stopped when I opened the one underneath where I was sitting . It was full of stationery and quills but as I looked at the style I noticed something, all the stationery had two birds in a branch drawn in them.

"Abel, in the letter, the stamp had an animal right?"

"Yes"

"Was it a bird?"

He looked at me amazed.

"Yes, they were two I think, how did you know?"

I stood and headed towards where he was with an envelope in my hand.

"Did it looked like this?"

The little color he had on his face faded away. I didn't need him to speak for me to know that we had discovered something, we needed to find out who this stationary belonged to.

"We have to find who used to sleep here Abel, help me look"

"Right"

We started looking for anything that could give us a clue. We spent at least half an hour opening drawers and searching them, when I had almost given up Abel spoke.

"I found something, its not much but its a lead" he was holding a small book and showed me the first page, it had something written:

My dear Lula, I hope you enjoy this book as much as I did

Love,

Mother

Great, now we had two names and no answers. I grabbed the book and started browsing but I didn't expect to find what I did. One of the pages was stained with drops of blood. I started wondering how could the blood get in that book if it was so hidden in the room, whoever hid it didn't want anyone to find it. Something deep inside me had a feeling that this had to do with Abel's death.