SIGHT

Chapter 11

s she a ghost? If she's a ghost that means her... I shake my head, trying to lose the thought, no way right? She is still in the wardroom, sleeping but don't know when she will wake up. My eyes still on her, searching, could this is be my imagination? I came forward, reaching her. Her hazel eyes are still as bright as always, if she is just my imagination, she is the spitting image of the beautiful brave girl who had saved my life, by putting her own on the line. I can feel my heart breaks into million pieces, as I see her now, a single tear falling on my cheek, "Millie...are you?" I couldn't finish the sentence. She came closer and wrapped her arms around me, I froze up, "I'm still here, still here, Danny," she whispers to my ears. I wrapped my arms around her too and buried my face on her shoulder. I feel a little lighter than before.

    "So, it means that you're not a ghost right? Not really, because you're still alive, you're still breathing, you're down there in one of those rooms," I told her as we tried to figure out what is happening. Millie nodded her head, "yeah, before I get to the rooftop I was looking at my comatose self, lying on the hospital bed. I can feel still strongly connected, body and soul. But, if I'm not a ghost, then, what am I?" she asked thoughtfully. Our hands intertwined as we were sitting with our backs leans on the wall. I stared straight ahead, lost in my thoughts, trying to find the answer to her question. What is she then? "You must be a wandering soul, I think. I don't know, I just never seen one like this before, "I feel a little bit useless since I can't give a good explanation about her situation right now.

    Then, she gasped, "Oooh, I think you're right, I'd read somewhere about spirit dualism, a person who had more than one soul in them, one soul stays in the body the other one as a wandering soul, that must be it, right? that must be what has happened to me, I'm the other soul in me." she giggled excitedly, then realizing that I was staring at her, her cheeks blush, "I like to read about supernatural things and stuff, that's all," she added shyly. I laugh "Yeah, I did notice." She turns redder than before, and then she laughs too.

    I don't know if it was the right explanation for her condition now, but, I'm just glad that I can see her again, even though no one else can. For once, I was grateful for my ability. I just continued smiling at her, holding her hands more tightly, I don't want to let go anymore. "I'm sorry..." I whispered to her. Feeling of thousands of regrets burning inside of me. "What for?" her head tilts to the right, "What are you sorry for?" I gazed down on our knotted hands, "For everything. For all that has happened to you. I was the reason, it was all because of me, if," "If if I had the chance to rewind it all over again, I would still do it. No hesitation." She shakes her head, "And if you're in my position, I know you will do the same too. So don't you dare to feel sorry and feel like everything is your fault because everything I did is my own choice." I turned my head up, looking at her honest face. My eyes were blinded by tears. Yes, if I were in her position, I will do the same thing for her too. No hesitation.