LOST IN TIME

THE RETURN OF GRACIA

With all the madness taking place at the Hopsital, everyone was confused. The authorities too were confused. It was as if they were fighting an invisible battle. A battle of despair with no hope of winning. All this madness happening at the hospital prompted the Owner of the Hospital to drop by his Hopsital. He goes by the name of Mr Lemuel. Upon stepping into the Hopsital, Mr Lemuel hit the sack, after which he kicked the bucket. Strange indeed. All this began the seconds Kim was checked into St Santiago Hospital. The news reached Mrs Lemuel about the unfortunate fate of his husband. She wept. O how she wept. She grabbed a piece of furniture and threw at no one in particular, though there was an invisible one standing on the spot where she threw the furniture. "Nooooo", she cried in pains. Her neighbors heard her shouting. One by one they began to troop into Mrs Lemuel's house to comfort her. But she refused to be comforted. She even shouted at some of her neighbors. One of her closest neighbor, Mrs Lucy informed her of the unfortunate things that were happening at her Husband's hospital since they brought in a certain patient. Mrs Lemuel was curious, she demanded Mrs Lucy to take her. "Ookay if you say so.... Just don't tell anyone I told you, please", Lucy said. "Ookay I will do that", replied Mrs Lemuel. And so they went out through the door.

Mrs Lemuel was now at the hospital. She demanded to see the mysterious patient, raining curses on him. She was taken in by a novice nurse into Kim's room. "Ma I beg to take my leave", said the Nurse and she fled. Mrs Lemuel in anger approached Kim's bed. No one knew she had a small knife in her tiny purse. She tiptoed to where Kim's body to do the evil deed. She raised the knife up and as was about to stab him, a female held her hand. "Who are you", Mrs Lemuel asked in shock,"and what are you doing here?". "Why were you trying to kill this young man? Don't you know you could get in trouble with the cops for doing this", said the unknown lady. Mrs Lemuel was perplexed on how this lady came into the room. She was star-strucked. The unknown lady said "I'm Gracia, one of the Gracias".Mrs Lemuel felt relieved that she was human. "I will take my leave now", said Mrs Lemuel trying to escape. Mrs Lemuel exited the room in a Haste and headed home.

She was now at her home on Corazón Street. She sighed upon relaxing on the sofa. "Today has really been a stressful day", she exclaimed. She took the remote and turned on the fan. It was really stuffy at her apartment. The fan commerced it action of turning. But the odor of the apartment grew worse. It was something was being fried in her apartment. She went to the kitchen, there was nothing suspicious happenings there. She was furious at the whole thing. She noticed that something red was dripping from her ceiling. She felt reluctant to look up, but she had to. She looked up. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", she cried. The dripping blood was that of her friend Mrs Lucy. She was fried alive, and her body tied to the spinning fan. "Nooo... Nooooo... This isn't happening. I thought came with me to the hospital. Then how come this happened", she said wailing. "My best friend! Noooooo!". In no time all the neighbors trooped in. "Bloody Hell!", one of them exclaimed. All comforted Mrs Lemuel, some generously gave her gifts. For they all knew how close Mrs Lucy and her were. When all the neighbors had went to their respective apartment, and the police already came to observe the surrounding and take her body, Mrs Lemuel was all alone at her home. From behind someone tapped her, she instantly turned her gaze to the direction of the touch, and it was on a wall. It was as if the wall touched her. Her heart was racing. Out of the blue a finger began to write on the wall. Mrs Lemuel tried escaping, but the doors wouldnt budge. She was stucked. The finger completed it course, and it wrote in Ancient language "*****。 ***********" (in English it meant "Hell is waiting for you. Your demons are in the Sun of darkness".

On beholding this writing, her brain grew weak and she hit the sack.