Shadows of the Past: A Supernatural Suspense Mystery (Shadow Slayers Stories Book 1) Nellie Steele (tools of titans ebook txt) đ
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Instead she toggled her phone on. She saw several missed messages and phone calls. She ignored them and opened her text message app, sending a text to the mysterious man she met with earlier: What can you tell me about my visions?
As she waited for the response, she cleared her notifications and sent a text to a very worried Damien, telling him she was fine and that the doctor prescribed nothing for her.
As she sent the message off, she received a reply from the man: Have you had another vision?
Frustrated she sent back: Why can you never just answer me? Can you answer this⊠what is your name?
Within a few moments the response came back: I want you to remember my name. Itâs better if you remember on your own⊠explaining it will sound crazy like you keep telling me
Josie responded: I canât remember your name⊠I donât know you
He responded: Youâll remember and then it will all make sense⊠letâs meet again
Although unsure, the person she most desired to talk to was this man. Why, she wondered, was she so drawn to him? She considered his proposition, again unsure when she could meet him. As she considered her options, another text came through: We could meet in the morning, during your jog⊠if you donât want anyone to find out
Josie was taken aback. How was he aware she jogged, and that she did it alone? Moreover, how had he surmised that she was keeping this from her friends? Even with the unsettled sensation the message gave her, Josie found herself typing an affirmative message back to him, telling him to meet her tomorrow morning at the end of her road around 5:30 a.m.
He texted back a confirmation, and the two ended their conversation for the moment. Josie decided she would re-dress and try to finish some work while Damien gave her a tongue-lashing about her lack of response earlier.
The afternoon and night crawled. Josie tried to focus on her work and the mundane details of her day but found herself unable to do so. Her mind continued to return to her strange visions and the conversation that she had earlier in the day. She had another restless night, not getting much sleep with the apprehension of the meeting coming up the next morning. At least, she contemplated as she lay awake, this was one way to avoid the nightmare.
Chapter 12
Josie rose early the next morning, dressing for her run, driven by nervous energy. Despite the early hour the clock showed, she was anxious to get going, so she figured she would wait for the man to arrive before finishing her run.
Much to her surprise, as she approached the end of the road, she spotted a car. She slowed to a walk, approaching it. The man was leaning against the car, waiting for her. As she approached, he walked toward her.
âGood morning, Josie,â he said, as he approached her.
âGood morning,â she said, suddenly concerned this might not be a good idea.
âDid you sleep?â
âNo.â
âYou had another vision, didnât you?â
âI did. Of a beach somewhere.â She covered her face with her hands. âI donât know what to think.â
âItâs okay. Youâll figure it out. I imagine the hypnosis can help.â
âYeah, sorry, Iâm not comfortable going somewhere with someone who wonât even tell me his name and then being hypnotized by someone else whom Iâve never even met.â
The man snorted a laugh. âOh, I always admired that feistiness you have. You donât have to come with me, your doctor can do it. I expect it might take longer because your doctor doesnât understand what to trigger, whereas mine does. But itâs up to you, whatever makes you comfortable.â
âSo, youâre not opposed to me saying no and going back to my doctor?â
âOther than you struggling for a longer time, no, Iâm not opposed.â
âWhy canât you just tell me what is happening? You keep hinting at it but you wonât tell me. Itâs frustrating.â
âJosie, you wouldnât believe me if I told you, thatâs why youâve got to come around to it on your own.â
âWhy are you so concerned about me ârememberingâ and not struggling and whatever?â
âBecause I care about you.â He paused. âAnd because, truth be told, I need your help, desperately. We all do. The sooner you remember, the sooner you can help.â
âYou need my help? With what?â
âWell, I need Celineâs help. And again, you wouldnât understand even if I tried to tell you, you wouldnât believe me.â
Josie sighed, crossing her arms and walking a few steps away, turning her back toward him. âWhy does this have to be complicated? You wonât tell me your name, you wonât give me any information. The only thing I have to go on is someone elseâs memories, this Celine personâs memories. I mean, how do I have them? Do I have multiple personalities or am I possessed or something?â
âNo, no nothing like that,â he said, smiling as he approached her again, he put his hands on her arms, giving them another squeeze. âHey, you better be getting back. Consider my offer, okay?â he said as he backed away from her toward his car.
Josie turned to face him. He seemed more at ease this time, much less agitated. Before she could respond, he was in his car, the engine sputtered to life. Prior to driving off, he rolled down his window and shouted, âBy the way, my name is Grayson. Grayson Buckley.â
Grayson, yes, that named seemed to fit, Josie supposed, as she watched the car drive off. She wasnât sure why, but it made sense to her. Perhaps she was willing it to make sense because she wanted for some piece of the puzzle to fall into place.
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