Chapter 112. Heroic Plan
Hadizah stood in the center of the living room, her lips trembling, opening and closing without words. No sound escaped her mouth.
Only the tears told the story...thick and heavy, rolling endlessly down her cheeks.
Across from her, Laura’s face had gone pale with fear. "Please talk to me. What is happening, ma’am?" Her voice shook as she tried to hold back tears of her own. Panic was already tightening around her chest.
But Hadizah couldn’t speak. The words clung to her throat like thorns. Laura, determined to find the truth, turned away and ran down the hallway. She pushed open the door to Mrs. Spencer’s room—only to find it empty.
"No..." she whispered, staring into the quiet space. Everything was in its place, yet something vital was missing—something that made the whole room feel cold and foreign.
She turned back toward the living room, her footsteps quick and heavy. As she entered, Hadizah finally broke the silence.
"Mrs. Spencer is going to be dead in two days," she said in a hollow, absent voice, as though the sentence had lost all meaning from being replayed in her head so many times.
Laura blinked, confused. "What are you talking about, ma’am?" Her voice was filled with disbelief, her brows furrowed in confusion.
Hadizah looked up at her with red, puffy eyes. "Do you remember the path we opened—the one we forgot to seal?"
"Yes... the one you and Auntie said you’d find help to fix," Laura said slowly, starting to put the pieces together.
"We found that help," Hadizah explained, her voice barely above a whisper. "But it came with a price. They told us there was only one way to seal the path, to send the demons and the wandering souls back. One of us had to offer ourselves as a sacrifice."