Harry Part 5

That wasn't the only cruelty Harry had done to her. After being content with licking her face and neck, he tore off her clothes, leaving her upper body exposed. "You are mine," Harry whispered, which I can still hear. He took out a thin knife similar to a scalpel that doctors use when operating if I'm not mistaken. Harry scraped the blade across the woman's smooth skin. A scream of pain escaped the woman's lips. I cover my mouth as I realize what Harry is doing. He's carving his name into the woman's skin. Yes, the incision he made with the knife formed the word 'HARRY.' "Aah! What are you doing, Har?" A scream caught Harry's attention. "Hello, Shei. You've woken up." "What did you do to that woman, and what place is this?" Sheila's voice sounded shaky. She was scared at this time. "They are my women, and you will suffer the same fate as them." Harry untied the woman who had just received torture from him. He just pushed the woman, so she fell off the bed. Harry turned to approach Sheila, still sitting on the floor, and dragged her to follow him. Just as he had treated the woman earlier, Harry had done the same for Sheila. He forced Sheila to lie on the bed and was about to tie her up. But I was relieved when I saw Sheila put up a fight. She struggled and grabbed a nearby knife Harry had used to carve his name into the woman's body earlier. Sheila thrust the knife into Harry's face, not once but several times, until Harry stopped moving. I believe Harry has lost his life. Panting, Sheila wandered her gaze around this place. She widened her eyes when she realized that quite a few women were in this place. "You guys wait. I will ask for some help to get you out of here." After that, Sheila ran away from this place. I don't know what happened after that because now it's another sight I see. "You understand where we are now?" This question from a woman beside me made me realize I was already in the same place before I saw the world of memories. "So you are Sheila?" The woman answered with a nod. "What happened to you? Why are you here? Didn't you run away already?" I asked. There is nothing wrong with my question. I saw it clearly when Sheila killed Harry, then she ran away. But why is she now cooped up here? "At that time, I was very panicked. I was driving my car so fast that I had an accident. I was taken to the hospital before telling anyone about it." I nodded, understanding the unfortunate incident that happened to Sheila after she managed to escape. "Then why are you here now?" "I fell into a coma after the accident. My soul was brought here by Harry's ghost. He locked me in here. Same thing he did to you." My eyes widen perfectly at her words. So maybe I'm dead now? I don't even dare to imagine it. "So we're dead?" I'm afraid of the answer Sheila will give, but I still have to ensure. "We're not dead. Maybe our bodies are in a coma. Harry told me that after 40 days, our souls are locked up here, and we are dead in the real world." For the umpteenth time, my eyes widened perfectly. I really can't believe this. In this world, where could something like this happen? "I-impossible," I said through sobs. "This is the reality. If our souls don't return to our bodies after 40 days then we are dead." "How long have you been locked up here?" I asked enthusiastically. "It's been 38 days, just two more days, then I will die." I covered my mouth, trying to keep my sobs from breaking out. "I-are there also many souls locked up in the other room like us?" "No, just the two of us," she answered. "But why did he take me too? Then why is Harry's ghost in the hospital where I'm being treated?" "Harry is a doctor. You may have been admitted to the hospital where he used to work. The reason you were brought here must be because you are beautiful, and he likes you. As you can see, he is mad. He locks up the women he likes and claims them as his own. " I'm terrified right now. I want to get away from this accursed place. But how? "We must escape from here. We must return to our bodies as soon as possible." "How do you think? Our legs are tied like this. We can't possibly escape. We can only accept our bad luck." I was distraught to hear her words. How could she give up so easily? "Why do you give up so easily? We have to keep trying." "You're wrong, all this time I've been fighting and believing that a miracle will happen so I can come back to life. But it's useless, only two more days, I will die." "Why do you believe Harry so blindly? He must be lying." "What if that's true? I also thought like you. But I finally believed it when I could feel my real body getting weaker." Feeling a natural body, I agree with what Sheila said. Whenever my soul ventured into the world of ghost memories, I could still feel the state of my natural body. I can hear clearly if Angie or Sean screams my name to wake me up. I feel my condition is extreme right now. I hope this is a sign that my natural body is fine. "I'm not going to give up. I'm going to try to get us out of here. Besides, Harry isn't here either, is he?" Sheila shook her head in response to my question. "You're wrong. He's here," she said, which made me glance around. However, I did not see his figure anywhere. "But I didn't see it." "Just look ahead. He's watching us." Sheila pointed at the place with her eyes. I followed the direction she was looking for. There was only darkness in front of us. In that corner area, it was very dark compared to the surroundings of this place, which still had a bit of light. I sharpened my gaze and started shaking as I noticed someone in the darkness. That figure was unmistakably Harry's figure, with a hideous grin on his face watching us. "Why is he standing in that dark place?" "Because he is like a devil, he is very evil, and only darkness is the most suitable place for him. But when we die later, he will take us with him. Later we will also stand in that darkness with him." No, I don't want my life to end like that. There are still many things I want to do. I don't want to be separated from the people I love. I haven't even felt like a wife yet. I don't want to part with Sean. I must also prepare to part with my parents, friends, and best friend. Angie, I haven't even seen the baby she will have. Remembering Angie, I also remembered something. Sylvia's spirit often appeared in Angie's dreams. Don't I have similar abilities to Sylvia's? I've decided to contact Angie.