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completely stunned by the talking ghost.
    Sam snapped a finger in front of his eyes making him look
up, “Huh what?”
    “Name?”
    “Jake. Is she- ah- uhm- a -ghost?”
    Sam nodded, “She is a witch like your girlfriend here.”
    Jake nodded, “I can see the door handle behind her.” And
with that he was gone. The big strong brave young man was unconscious.
     
     

Chapter Eleven
    Ophelia
     
    The furniture was old. It suited the house perfectly. She
felt safer than she had all evening. She sat on the couch silently. Jake lay on
the huge sofa across from her. He was still completely out of it.
    “We have to send him back.”
    She looked up to see the ghostly maid standing/floating in
the doorway.
    She felt her heart quicken, “Why?”
    “He’ll die around here real fast.” She floated across the room
and sniffed, “Surprised you never killed him yet.”
    Ophelia frowned, “Why do you all keep saying these things
about me. I’m no witch. I’m a regular girl. I want to go home. I'm being
haunted by a poltergeist. I want my mom and dad and my sister. Do you know
where they’re keeping her?”
    “Ophelia welcome. I’m Lydia. It’s so nice to meet you
finally my dear.”
    She turned to see an older woman walking into the room.
Something about her made Ophelia feel relaxed. The older woman took her hands
and squeezed them. “Please sit and relax. You’ve had an odd day I would
imagine. That was some prom you manifested.”
    ‘Trust her Ophelia. She’s like us.’
    She tried to ignore the voices but she watched, as an
older lady seemed to sense them there.
    Ophelia nodded, feeling herself getting teary again, “It's
been a terrible week. First he froze and then they chased me and the voices and
then the wolf and my sister and prom and now here.” She knew she wasn’t making
sense but she felt lost in it all.
    Lydia laughed bitterly, “Nothing I haven’t heard before my
love. Sit and have some tea. It will relax you. Now how much do you know?”
    Ophelia shrugged, “About what?”
    Lydia looked over at the ghost, “I guess we’ll start at
the beginning. Your parents are very powerful people Ophelia.”
    “Vic and Helen are my parents.”
    She smiled a sweet old lady smile, “Of course you would
believe that. Anyway your real parents are very powerful people. Your father
wanted a son, for a very long time. Purposefully your mother only ever gave
birth to girls. They were, well…”
    “Slaughtered Miss Ophelia. My sisters and I feels it every
time he takes another one. The light leaves the earth for a day when the magic
is taken into the dark. Don’t be sugar coating none of this Miss Lydia. None of
it.”
    Ophelia shook her head, “I don’t get it. I don’t have
sisters who are dead. Just Abbey. My parents are boring people. You have the
wrong person.”
    “No sweetie, the people who’ve raised you were not your
real parents. They too believed you were theirs but you were put there.”
    The words stung. She felt the truth in them somehow, but
she pushed it away. She shook her head, as if it stopped the words from sinking
in. “No, no, no, no.”
    ‘She tells the truth sister.’
    She looked up suddenly to see the six balls of light
separate and fill the room with light. They became the ghostly figures they had
been before. They each looked identical to her but with blue lights instead of
eyes.
    “How?” Lydia gasped, looking around the room.
    Ophelia couldn’t help but be thankful that someone besides
her could see the ghostly women.
    “Ophelia have they been with you long?”
    She shook her head, watching the six mirror images, “They
came the other day.”
    Lydia shook her head, “What’s special about this week?
Hmmm it’s only June. You’re birthday will be in July.”
    Ophelia frowned, “My birthday is September 21st.”
    Lydia shook her head, “No we know you were born in July.”
She counted the six floating balls, “July 7th if I’m not mistaken."
    Her eyes grew