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It was twenty to eleven in the evening, when Miranda finally brought the apartment in perfect order. Before Aiden’s return, there was just over an hour. The girl quickly prepared to eat. She had a snack and tiredly flopped down on the sofa in the living room.

– Oh God, i’m so tired, – she whispered and, throwing her head back, closed her eyes.

Suddenly something slammed loudly. With a scream of fright, Miranda jumped on the sofa and the lights in the room went out. In the dark, she again heard the voice of her deceased friend, who again quietly called her.

– Miranda… Miranda … – whispered, once a sister beloved, but now terribly frightening her, voice.

– Carey? Is that you? – peering into the darkness, the girl asked.

– Miranda … – came from somewhere.

– Carolyn! Where are you? I can not see you!

Miranda cautiously got up from the sofa and quietly went to the switch to turn on the light. But there was no light.

– Miranda … – the voice hissed terribly.

The girl pressed her back against the wall and again began to peer into the darkness of the room.

– Miranda…

– Carey! Please! You’re scaring me! Tell me where are you?

– I’m here, Miranda … – the voice hissed, and the girl instinctively turned to the chair.

There was a figure sitting in the chair. A dim streak of light entering the room through the gap between the thick curtains did not allow Miranda to make out her face.

– Carey? Is that you? – Miranda asked quietly.

But there was no answer. In horror, the girl rushed to the door leading into the corridor. But the door slammed by itself. And no matter how hard Miranda tried to open the door, nothing came of it.

– Stupid … – hissed voice, – You can not run away from me…

– Who are you? – turning sharply, the girl screamed, – What do you want from me?

In response, silence again. The figure slowly rose from the chair and took a step forward. In horror, Miranda rushed to the window and, opening the curtains, looked at the woman standing near her. The dim light from the street allowed the girl to see her face. There, near the chair, stood her dead friend Carolyn. She just as alive and smiled. But her smile was not the same as that of Carey, kind and sweet. The smile of the dead Carolyn was cold and angry. So creepy that Miranda, who was already terribly frightened by what was happening, had goosebumps running through her body.

– I was waiting for you, my dear friend … – a pale woman hissed terribly, – After you left here, I thought that you would never come back…

– Waited? – trembling with fear in her voice, asked Miranda, – What for? Why did you wait for me?

– To once again look into the eyes of the murderer! – growled Carolyn.

– What are you talking about?! Carey, I don’t understand you! You’re scaring me!

– Murderer… Murderer … – hissed terrible vision.

– Enough, Carey! Please stop! – covering her ears with her hands, Miranda shook her head. – Please, Carey! I’m scared!

– You can’t even imagine how scary I was … – hissed Carolyn, – So scary… So painful…

– Please! Stop it! You’re scaring me! You are the biggest loss in my life! Why are you so scaring me?! I loved you!

– And I loved you… And you… You killed me! Murderer… Murderer…

– Oh my God! Carey! What are you talking about?! – Miranda cried, – Tell me why you came? Say and I will do everything for you! What do you want? – with a voice that trembled with fear and tears the girl begged.

In an instant, Carolyn was suddenly right in front of Miranda. Her pale, almost white face was so close to the tear-stained face of a girl, that Miranda felt what a terrible cold emanated from it. Miranda saw her dead friend’s eyes fill with even greater fury and her face appears a terrible smile, more like animal grin.

– What do you want?! – barely heard whispered, to death scared, Miranda.

Something came close to Miranda, very close and hissed right in her face:

– I want to live…

***

Aiden returned home around one in the morning. There was no light in the apartment. And the man thought that Miranda was already sleeping. He quietly went to the bathroom, quickly took a shower and went to the bedroom. But the girl he did not find there. “Maybe she fell asleep on the sofa in the living room?” – he thought and went there. Opening the door to the room he quietly called:

– Miranda… Miranda, are you here?

But no one answered. Then Aiden turned on the light in the room, and with horror he saw a girl lying on the floor near the window.

– Oh my god, Miranda! – he shouted and rushed to her.

The girl was unconscious. Aiden fell on knees in front of her and gently lifted her. Miranda opened her eyes.

– Miranda, honey, can you hear me? – he asked worriedly.

– Aiden? – she whispered coming to her senses.

– Yes, honey, it’s me, – man answered.

– Aiden! – suddenly the girl cried out and, clinging tightly to him, she began to cry softly.

– Oh God, Miranda, – he said stroking her long hair, – You scared me so much! What happened? Have you lost consciousness? How do you feel?

– My head hurts, – she answered quietly.

– It’s all because of your “flight”, – he said, – I told you! We had to show you to the doctor!

– No, – Miranda said, – Not, it’s not because of it…

– Stop stubborn! – seriously as never before, said Aiden. – I’ll take you to the hospital now! – he said.

– Okay, – dutifully answered Miranda.

***

A hour and a half later, Aiden and Miranda drove back to the home.

– I told you I’m fine, – getting out of the car she said. – Just bruised.

– I should have heard it from the doctor, – Aiden answered her and shutting the door. – But…

The girl looked at him questioningly.

– What “but”? – she asked.

– There is something wrong with you. You fainted? Fainted…

– You know, the doctor checked me. I’m fine.

– I know. But maybe he missed something? – suggested Aiden.

Miranda sighed heavily.

– He missed nothing, – she said softly, – Please, let’s go home. I want to lie down.

***

Miranda took a shower and went to the bedroom. There, sitting in a chair, Aiden was waiting for her. The girl sat up in bed and looked at him.

– Will you go to sleep? – she asked.

– We need to talk, – he said.

– About what? – Miranda asked.

– About what’s going on with you, – he answered. – Would you like to tell me what happened today?

– Nothing happened, – the girl answered him.

She did not want to tell Aiden what had happened. Didn’t want to bother him. And she was afraid that he might decide that she was going crazy. But Aiden knew very well how much she was experiencing Carolyn’s death and understood if her swoon was not related to her physical health, then it was caused by something else.

– Do not lie to me, – he said. – I listen to you carefully.

Miranda looked at him and did not recognize in him that Aiden whom she had always known. Aiden, who is constantly teased her. Now in front of her sat like some other man. He was serious and, despite his seemingly calm look, she understood how much he was worried about her. Miranda sighed heavily.

– So will you tell me what happened to you? – he asked again.

And the girl told him about what happened before she passed out.

Aiden, listened to her carefully. Then he rose from his chair and walked over to her. Then he rose from his chair and walked over to her. He sat down next to her on the bed and hugged her tightly.

– Sorry honey, – he said. – I stayed at work… If I had come a little earlier…

– You are not guilty of anything, – she answered. – If this happened, then it should have happened.

Aiden a little pulled Miranda from himself and looked into her blue, sad eyes.

– Let’s move to another place? Away from this house, – he suggested.

– No, Aiden, we already talked about this. I feel like I need to be here. – she answered.

– In this case, maybe then you should contact a specialist? – he said.

Miranda’s expression suddenly changed dramatically. It was obvious that the girl was offended and even a little angry.

– Something is wrong? – asked Aiden.

– Do you think I’m crazy? – trying to hold back her tears, she squeezed out.

– Oh God, Miranda! – he exclaimed. – I did not mean it at all!

– What did you mean then?

– I meant a psychic or medium, or whatever they are called?!

– Medium? – calm down, asked Miranda. – You do not believe in all this…

– I do not believe, – confirmed the man, – But I believe you!

Miranda smiled. Aiden could not even imagine how important these words were for her. She hugged the man tightly and said softly:

– Thank you.