chilling in an ice bucket at home. She couldn’t wait to curl up with her cat, Sprinkles, and relax. It was a little past eight, and it made her nervous to run in the dark, but again, she thought it was just a few miles and she was so close to home.”
I turned and stared across the grassy knolls; then I lifted my hand and pointed. “She lived over there. She felt safe if she was within sight of her condo.”
Behind me I heard Kendra say something like, “I have no idea, but keep rolling!” It didn’t register because my mind was still filled with Bethany.
“She had just one more loop left when she heard footsteps run up behind her. They came so fast they scared her and she jumped, shrieking a little.” I turned again and stared behind me. “She looked over her shoulder, but there was no one there. No one. And she couldn’t explain it, because she’d heard the footsteps, and then, just when she was facing forward again, Dan came out of nowhere—he appeared like a ghost right in front her. He was just standing there. For just a split second she was almost relieved to see him, only because his was a familiar face, but then in the next instant she saw his eyes. She saw something terrible in them. . . . She saw murder in them, and she knew her worst fears were coming true. And then she saw the knife in his hand. She tried to pivot away from him. . . . Her ankle turned. She started to fall and then something that felt hot and searing like lightning struck her right in the back and with it the most awful pain she’d ever felt. She screamed and then more lightning struck her on the right side.”
I clutched my ribs and bent forward. “And then, there was one more slice of lightning. Right across her neck. It was the worst of all. After that, the pain ended abruptly. It was like someone flipped a switch and the pain vanished. But ever since then, she’s been trying to go home, to call the police, but she can’t seem to get there. She can see it, her condo, from here, but she can’t make it home. It’s like her feet are made of lead, and they won’t work right. And other people just pass her even though she’s been asking everyone to stop and help her.”
I stood up straight again and squeezed my eyes shut, forcefully pushing Bethany’s energy away from me so that I could think for myself again.
Bethany,
I said sternly in my mind.
You have to listen to me. Dan hurt you. He hurt you in a way that your body will never recover from. I know you want to get back to your condo, but the reason you can’t go there is because you need to be somewhere else. Do you understand?
Why?
she asked me desperately again.
I answered her truthfully.
Honey, I don’t know. But I think if you focus on what I’m telling you, that question might eventually get answered.
For a few long seconds Bethany said nothing more to me. She simply hovered close by as if wavering on whether to listen to me or try again to go to her condo. At last I decided to help her make up her mind. “You need to move on to the other side, Bethany. There’s nothing for you here. You need to look up, and search for the light, and then you need to let it take you.”
Bethany reacted by attempting to enter my energy again, and I knew she was scared and simply wanted to feel what it was like to be alive again, but I resisted her with everything that I had. I couldn’t allow her to be tempted into staying in the state she was in. “Honey, it’ll be okay,” I whispered. “I promise you, it’ll be okay.”
Finally, as if she’d exhausted herself, she stopped trying to fight me, and she sort of gave in to my suggestion. I had a vision of her lifting her chin slightly, and I realized what a beautiful girl she’d been, with ash-blond hair, light brown eyes, and a beautiful face fit for the cover of a magazine. That face lit up as the light above her approached, and I saw her gasp and her eyes open wide and in the very next instant there was a slight
I turned and stared across the grassy knolls; then I lifted my hand and pointed. “She lived over there. She felt safe if she was within sight of her condo.”
Behind me I heard Kendra say something like, “I have no idea, but keep rolling!” It didn’t register because my mind was still filled with Bethany.
“She had just one more loop left when she heard footsteps run up behind her. They came so fast they scared her and she jumped, shrieking a little.” I turned again and stared behind me. “She looked over her shoulder, but there was no one there. No one. And she couldn’t explain it, because she’d heard the footsteps, and then, just when she was facing forward again, Dan came out of nowhere—he appeared like a ghost right in front her. He was just standing there. For just a split second she was almost relieved to see him, only because his was a familiar face, but then in the next instant she saw his eyes. She saw something terrible in them. . . . She saw murder in them, and she knew her worst fears were coming true. And then she saw the knife in his hand. She tried to pivot away from him. . . . Her ankle turned. She started to fall and then something that felt hot and searing like lightning struck her right in the back and with it the most awful pain she’d ever felt. She screamed and then more lightning struck her on the right side.”
I clutched my ribs and bent forward. “And then, there was one more slice of lightning. Right across her neck. It was the worst of all. After that, the pain ended abruptly. It was like someone flipped a switch and the pain vanished. But ever since then, she’s been trying to go home, to call the police, but she can’t seem to get there. She can see it, her condo, from here, but she can’t make it home. It’s like her feet are made of lead, and they won’t work right. And other people just pass her even though she’s been asking everyone to stop and help her.”
I stood up straight again and squeezed my eyes shut, forcefully pushing Bethany’s energy away from me so that I could think for myself again.
Bethany,
I said sternly in my mind.
You have to listen to me. Dan hurt you. He hurt you in a way that your body will never recover from. I know you want to get back to your condo, but the reason you can’t go there is because you need to be somewhere else. Do you understand?
Why?
she asked me desperately again.
I answered her truthfully.
Honey, I don’t know. But I think if you focus on what I’m telling you, that question might eventually get answered.
For a few long seconds Bethany said nothing more to me. She simply hovered close by as if wavering on whether to listen to me or try again to go to her condo. At last I decided to help her make up her mind. “You need to move on to the other side, Bethany. There’s nothing for you here. You need to look up, and search for the light, and then you need to let it take you.”
Bethany reacted by attempting to enter my energy again, and I knew she was scared and simply wanted to feel what it was like to be alive again, but I resisted her with everything that I had. I couldn’t allow her to be tempted into staying in the state she was in. “Honey, it’ll be okay,” I whispered. “I promise you, it’ll be okay.”
Finally, as if she’d exhausted herself, she stopped trying to fight me, and she sort of gave in to my suggestion. I had a vision of her lifting her chin slightly, and I realized what a beautiful girl she’d been, with ash-blond hair, light brown eyes, and a beautiful face fit for the cover of a magazine. That face lit up as the light above her approached, and I saw her gasp and her eyes open wide and in the very next instant there was a slight
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