Chapter-4 Episode-4 Librum De Tenebris
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Chapter-4
Episode-4
Librum De Tenebris
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‘Cerebrum Gelatus’
She was standing just out of Patience’s house. Just as those two words came out of her mouth, Patience who was sitting on the couch, started getting tingling sensations all over her body. She started again feeling dizzy and lights started flashing in front of her eyes. Soon her legs and hand started shaking uncontrollably, she had a seizure attack. It was very bad; from all those rapid sensations and shakiness she will only get worse.
Soon she fell to the ground. She was struggling to breathe, all her limbs were paralyzed, she could not move them. They were crooked and she started choking on her own blood. The blood was spilling out of her mouth. All her organs stopped working, her brain was shutting down. She was struggling to even breathe. Soon her body just stopped struggling, there was nothing left in her anymore. Her heart gave out and so was her brain. In just a matter of a few minutes, she died a very unimaginably atrocious and cruel death. Her body was lying lifeless on the ground with blood spilled all over the cold floor. She was all alone there; maybe even her soul could never forget how its body left the world.
The next day and the day next of it, the same old lady went to the house of the other two, Oliver Winkel and Josh Brannon. They were both alone in their house at the time of her visit. She came there once and attacked them and when the second time she came they both ended up dead. The cause of their death was absurd every time.
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“did you just say spontaneous combustion?” Reeve asked in a dubious tone.
“it says in the profile that the death is from spontaneous combustion,” I confirmed.
“surely it is weird.”
“that is what the most horrifying death among the three,” I said again.
“Spontaneous combustion is a result of high-fat storage in one’s body which can act as a fuel for the fire. But Josh Brannon, he was a healthy person. Although he was alone, he took his health and his body seriously. Spontaneous combustion happens in very rare situations and in modern times, it is even rarer. The last it happened was decades ago. So of course, this is weird.” I explained.
“and that about the other one?” Reeve asked me again. His hands-on the steering wheel and eyes on me and the road.
“Oliver died, according to the doctors as they say in simple terms, quote ‘because her blood turned too poisonous for her own body’. She got bitten by a venomous snake in her penthouse apartment on the thirtieth floor. As impossible as it sounds, it was equally absurd too.” I answered.
“This is weird. Snakes are not common in this area.” Said Reeve looking staring at the road.
“that’s my point,” I spoke out.
“and not like the snakes can get a free elevator ride. Hah,” I know he was tryna be funny, it's kind of his thing. Making bad jokes in the wrong place.
“bad joke.” I toned.
“I get it that this case is surely worth checking but why are we going to this mother Ann’s therapy center? How is she connected to the killings?” Reeve was asking question after questions.
“look, this is what we get about the three vics from the cops. The only thing all the three victims had in common was that they were clients of this mother Ann for many years.”
“and you think it is suspicious, taking therapy?”
“I know what you are saying but this is the only thing they had in common. So, I think we should check it out.”
“let’s go then.”
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“so, she works from her house?”
“Yeah, she lives her too maybe.”
“cool, let’s check it out.”
“Hii, my name is Reeve and this is my brother Jim. We are here to see mother Ann.”
“I'm sorry mister….”
“Anderson”
“yes, mister Anderson. Mother Ann is not seeing anyone today.”
“We are not asking you; we are telling you.”
“I said you can not see her. She is busy.”
“and I said we have to see her.”
“what is going on Kevin?” an old lady walked out from inside the room and said. She was wearing a full dark purple dress with a black cloak over it. She had many stones and gems all over her body.
“These two men in black are asking for your appointment.”
“didn’t you tell them that I am not taking any clients right now?”
“I did many times ma’am but they are not taking no for an answer.”
“Sorry to interrupt Ms. Ann, but we are not here for the therapy, we are here to ask you a few questions about your clients, I mean ex-clients.”
“Who are you?”
“We are from the FBI. We are here to ask about Patience Moon, Josh Brannon, and Oliver Winkel.”
“you must know that they both died?”
“no, when did that happen, Kevin, you didn’t tell me?”
“Sorry ma’am, you have been very stressed lately. So, I didn’t want to disturb you.”
“What happened to them?”
“Can we talk in private?”
“yes sir, please come in.”
“thanks”
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“Ms. Ann, do you recognize this?” Jim said showing the hex bag to her.
“We got this from Ms. Moon’s personal belongings.”
“We were told by her daughter that you gave her this. Is that correct?”
“yes, I gave it to her, is that any problem.”
“so, it means you know witchcraft.”
“yes, I do, but that is only to help people.”
“do you know we found these kinds of hex bags from all the three of them?”
“I don’t understand what you guys are saying. They were all my clients; they came to me for help. They were desperate for my help. So, I gave them these hex bags. They were happy after that. They believed me.”
“look Ms. Ann we know what you do, we know about witches. They hold grudges and they can hurt people without even touching them.”
“you guys are not FBI, are you?”
“no, we are hunters, we kill people like you, who hurts and kills others.”
“I never hurt them. See this hex bag. These are just some herbs, talisman, and their hair. This is not black magic.”
“We are not here for this fancy juju of you. Do you have any hard proof?”
“This is a plain charm which creates positive energy and helps people heal.”
“and know they ended up dead because of it.”
“no Reeve she is right. Magic from this hex bag is not strong enough to kill someone. I am not strong enough to kill anyone. My magic is not that strong.”
“Are you serious, you are believing this witch and not the evidence?”
“I am not believing her Reeve; I am just saying what is the truth.”
“wait, I think I know who is doing all this. Come I’ll show”
She took us to a room inside her house. It was all decorated with different voodoo dolls, talismans, amulets, charms, and many others.
“I am a which if this coven.” She shows us a poster, it had pictures of some men and women.”
“and all these other, are they all witches too?” I asked.
“yes, they are all witches, they are all naturals.”
“meaning”
“They are all either third- or second-generation witches. So, they have this natural psychic talent in witchcraft. But for me and my sister, we were always the weakest ones. We were treated as the weakest among them. They made us do things that were worse than licking the floor.”
“so, you turn rogue and began killing innocents.”
“no, I left the coven and started working here at my house to help others, I always liked helping people”
“and what about your sister?”
“she turned rogue, she stole something from the coven and ran away.”
“What did she steal?”
“Librum De Tenebris”
“you mean the dark magic book?”
“you know about the book.”
“yes reeve, it is like a black magic bible, it is said that a witch from the tenth century wrote the books with her tears and blood when she was imprisoned by other witches for killing their people. It is said that the book contains her magic and all the people she killed too. and since they were all witches this book is very powerful and dark and evil.”
“yes, that’s true. our coven was protecting the book for decades from evil. It could be a nuke for humanity if it falls in the hands of the wrong person. Before she was kicked out of the coven, she stole it from our head witch.”
“great and now your evil sister has it and she can do so many bad things with it.”
“but why killing others? What will she get from that?”
“That book had a spell the strongest one, it needs few ingredients which is hard to get. But once that spell is created by her, she will become the greatest witch of all time. She will be able to kill people with just a snap of her fingers.”
“what are the ingredients?”
“it needs five ingredients, the fruit of life, the blood of a virgin, the soul of four humans who performed witchcraft on themselves with consent, the flower of the devil, and the elf leaf. And this spell can only be done of full moonlight.
“it is tomorrow, it means we still have more than a day to get the book back.”
“do you know where she lives now?”
“I don’t, she doesn’t talk to me neither am I, we never get along with each other.
“So how do we find her?”
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