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Melinda.
“You had a dream about me, didn’t you?” Her tanned skin paled, taking on a sudden sickly appearance.
Melinda gulped. She would not be able to hide what she had seen from Emily. William handled the difficult part of explaining.
“Emily, it is true. Melinda has had a dream regarding you.”
“Everyone in your dreams always dies.”
“Please don’t panic, Emily! We think we already have a good lead on how to save you!” Melinda blurted out artlessly, her own panic mounting.
“ Save me... This does not sound good at all.”
“Emily,” spoke William, gazing into her eyes assuredly. “We will not allow anything to happen to you.”
She didn’t speak, but rather nodded that she understood. She at least seemed less panicked. William took her warm hand, gently, into his cold hand, and inspected the ring again. “What can you tell me about this ring?” His voice was soothing and controlled so as not to cause additional concern.
“Nothing really. My dad gave it to me when I was a little girl. Told me never to take it off.”
“Did he ever tell you why you should never take it off?” inquired Melinda.
“I never asked. I just thought he didn’t want me to lose it, seeing as I do have a habit of losing things…”
“Emily, have you ever suffered from seizures of any kind?” Melinda questioned next.
“Seizures. Well, no. I can’t say that I’ve ever had a seizure. Why? Is that what happens to me? Do I have some kind of seizure?” They could hear the doom returning to her voice.
“I’m sorry, Emily. I really don’t know. The dreams, they are not always clear. But I am confident that it has something to do with your ring.”
“Here, then.” Emily started to slide it off her finger.
“Do not remove it!” said William emphatically. His tone calmed. “I fear it may not be safe for you to remove the ring, Emily.”
“Oh, okay,” she muttered in a daze.
“Now that I have properly inspected the ring, I have a good picture in my mind. It is all I require for research.”
“Which William is an expert at,” reminded Melinda.
“You know,” started Emily, scrunching her nose, as if trying to remember something. “Now that you mention seizures, I do remember my mom having one once. Oddly enough, it was just a few weeks later that my dad gave me this ring.”
“Your mother?” William repeated.
Melinda could practically see William’s mind racing through his vast stores of knowledge, hoping some bit of information would lead him in the right direction to solve this puzzle.
“Was your mother prone to seizures? Did she have them often?” Melinda prodded.
“I only remember the one time.”
A little ding sounded at the front of the shop.
“Oh dear, a customer.” Emily rushed off in a blaze. Melinda was impressed at how easily Emily seemed to put aside her fears and help the woman locate the book she was looking for, with a smile, as always.
While Emily was away, Melinda noted a familiar look spreading across William’s face. He was listening to something no human could hear.
“What?”
“Be right…” before she heard back , he sped away so quickly, no human eye could have seen him. A minute later, William returned to her side, as if he had never left.
“There is something in this bookstore,” he informed her. “Something not human. Something dead I do believe. We may need Michael’s assistance after all.”
“You mean, like a ghost?” Melinda clarified.
“I believe, yes.”
“Can Michael even read a ghost? There’s no body for him to touch.”
“I am unsure as he has never tried.”
“Okay. So do we focus on the ring, or the ghost?”
“Both,” answered William. “Perhaps this spirit has some interest in the ring? It might be the reason you did not see what was attacking Emily. I also think it necessary to have a chat with her father.”
“Okay,” agreed Melinda. “Should I try to reach Charlie and Michael?”
“Not yet. We will
“You had a dream about me, didn’t you?” Her tanned skin paled, taking on a sudden sickly appearance.
Melinda gulped. She would not be able to hide what she had seen from Emily. William handled the difficult part of explaining.
“Emily, it is true. Melinda has had a dream regarding you.”
“Everyone in your dreams always dies.”
“Please don’t panic, Emily! We think we already have a good lead on how to save you!” Melinda blurted out artlessly, her own panic mounting.
“ Save me... This does not sound good at all.”
“Emily,” spoke William, gazing into her eyes assuredly. “We will not allow anything to happen to you.”
She didn’t speak, but rather nodded that she understood. She at least seemed less panicked. William took her warm hand, gently, into his cold hand, and inspected the ring again. “What can you tell me about this ring?” His voice was soothing and controlled so as not to cause additional concern.
“Nothing really. My dad gave it to me when I was a little girl. Told me never to take it off.”
“Did he ever tell you why you should never take it off?” inquired Melinda.
“I never asked. I just thought he didn’t want me to lose it, seeing as I do have a habit of losing things…”
“Emily, have you ever suffered from seizures of any kind?” Melinda questioned next.
“Seizures. Well, no. I can’t say that I’ve ever had a seizure. Why? Is that what happens to me? Do I have some kind of seizure?” They could hear the doom returning to her voice.
“I’m sorry, Emily. I really don’t know. The dreams, they are not always clear. But I am confident that it has something to do with your ring.”
“Here, then.” Emily started to slide it off her finger.
“Do not remove it!” said William emphatically. His tone calmed. “I fear it may not be safe for you to remove the ring, Emily.”
“Oh, okay,” she muttered in a daze.
“Now that I have properly inspected the ring, I have a good picture in my mind. It is all I require for research.”
“Which William is an expert at,” reminded Melinda.
“You know,” started Emily, scrunching her nose, as if trying to remember something. “Now that you mention seizures, I do remember my mom having one once. Oddly enough, it was just a few weeks later that my dad gave me this ring.”
“Your mother?” William repeated.
Melinda could practically see William’s mind racing through his vast stores of knowledge, hoping some bit of information would lead him in the right direction to solve this puzzle.
“Was your mother prone to seizures? Did she have them often?” Melinda prodded.
“I only remember the one time.”
A little ding sounded at the front of the shop.
“Oh dear, a customer.” Emily rushed off in a blaze. Melinda was impressed at how easily Emily seemed to put aside her fears and help the woman locate the book she was looking for, with a smile, as always.
While Emily was away, Melinda noted a familiar look spreading across William’s face. He was listening to something no human could hear.
“What?”
“Be right…” before she heard back , he sped away so quickly, no human eye could have seen him. A minute later, William returned to her side, as if he had never left.
“There is something in this bookstore,” he informed her. “Something not human. Something dead I do believe. We may need Michael’s assistance after all.”
“You mean, like a ghost?” Melinda clarified.
“I believe, yes.”
“Can Michael even read a ghost? There’s no body for him to touch.”
“I am unsure as he has never tried.”
“Okay. So do we focus on the ring, or the ghost?”
“Both,” answered William. “Perhaps this spirit has some interest in the ring? It might be the reason you did not see what was attacking Emily. I also think it necessary to have a chat with her father.”
“Okay,” agreed Melinda. “Should I try to reach Charlie and Michael?”
“Not yet. We will
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