Geneva gasped and backed away with the sudden shock. Her eyes wide as saucers and her palms clutching the bedsheet tightly. Shaye blinked and that voice, that charismatic charm, that thread broke. Shaye tilted his head to the right and asked, " What? " The voice wasn't so chilling, wasn't so ethereal like before. This was Shaye. Her friend. She might have imagined it? Geneva gulped and looked at Shaye clearly. " What happened? Why do you look like you have seen a ghost? " Shaye chuckled in his mind. " I... I think.. I heard someone. Someone spoke to me. " " I was speaking to you. "" No. Not you. I can recognize your voice from anywhere, Shaye. That wasn't you. " Geneva said, shaking her head. Shaye looked around the room, then jumped from the bed, he searched the room. When he accidentally
