She walked to the reading desk and ran her sweaty palm across the top. There were engravings on the wooden surface. Amy bent and squinted to take a closer look, what she saw puzzled her. Clustered at the center were letters that looked like the result of a cross-breed from arabic and chinese letters. She ran her hand over them again and this time it felt different. A minute electric-like effect coursed through her hand; it trembled through her arm, clouded her eyes and spread like slender tentacles over her whole body. She yanked her hand and stared blankly on the desk. She felt like a new body had been added to hers without warning and her eyelids felt heavy.
It was then that every vestige of sentience left her and was replaced by a foreign thought, a thought that belonged to another being. Then just like she had understood the voices in her head earlier, the message scribbled on the reading desk became crystal clear. Amy translated it thus...
'a blissful life after death is what I seek and only death is the medium.
P.S only the worthy to die could fi...' it ended there. Amy had hardly finished the psychic translation when her hand took to a command of its own, they were stretching towards the razor blades and before she knew it, a glistening blade was in her right hand. The voices in her head rose to a crescendo as she grabbed the blade, one female voice in particular screamed
"Eureka!"
she remembered the greek word as an expression for a sudden breakthrough.
Amy folded her fist and veins stood out in her arm, a tiny line of blood appeared as the blade slowly dug into her wrist. Then within the depths of her spellbound mind, she heard or thought she heard a voice.
"Amy... Amarachi," she paused with the blade gleaming over her wrist, it was a very familiar voice. The blade seemed to protest, it wanted to continue its sinister journey across her wrist but Amy ignored it. Was this one of the voices in her head?, Amy wondered and made to continue with her task when a thought crossed her mind. Only one person knew her full name - Amarachi in that school, she registered every document with Amy.
She dropped the razor blade and dashed off. Within seconds she found herself in the passageway and nearly collided with Evelyn.
"where've you been?," Evelyn asked with a questioning look on her sleepy face.
"I... I don't really know"
"maybe I was sleep-walking," she added as her friend gave her a skeptical look. Evelyn stood there with a wrapper over her chest as silence ensued, she knew her roommate was lying. Amy neither sleep-walks or talk in her sleep.
"anyway, your phone rang," Evelyn broke the silence and turned.
"... and warn your midnight callers to stop disturbing my sleep," she added and walked back to the room with Amy trailing behind. Something kept ringing in her head as she pressed her head into the pillow later,
"...only the worthy to die could f...," until she slipped into an uneasy sleep.
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