Delicate by Young _Wizard

Chapter 6: the Task of the Dead

>>the Task of the Dead<<

        I looked at my room cautiously. Not my temporary room, but the room that Jackie met me. 

        I stepped carefully inside, aware of any ghosts popping out of nowhere to scare me. 

        "Don't worry dear... no bloody ghost here" A familiar voice called out. I zipped my head toward the noise and found Elizabeth, my maid, dusting every spot of my cabinet. 

        I blushed embarassly and replied, "Okay good... also, you don't need to do that, I can clean it myself" 

        Elizabeth stared shockingly at me once again as if she had seen a baby unicorn. 

        "You don't have to do that, Aria. Cleaning is my job, Allyza's orders" Elizabeth said smoothly while she continued sweeping. 

        I stared at the dust being swept away by her duster. It all swept like a cloud of smoke, only swifter and more graceful.  

        I kept staring at it, until I noticed something strange. The dust wasn't being swept away swiftly anymore. It seemed to stay in the air for a few seconds, and then plop back down on the ground. 

        I stared more closer, and finally realized why. The dust was creating a shape in the air. It was only seconds that I could read it until the dust collapsed and the hit the ground. I kept staring at the dust that was repeatedly being swept away from the duster and finally made out the shape... it was close to a lightbulb. 

        My heart stopped. Was Jackie trying to contact me? What did she want from me or did she just want to scare me once again? 

        "Um... Elizabeth, would you mind leaving the room for a minute? I need to... do something" I asked as mildly as I could but I seemed to fail because Elizabeth looked at me suspiciously, she stared down at my eyes as if searching for any secrets, but immediately left. Of course, because of being a maid, you have to obey orders. 

        Right when she shut the door I called out as bravely as I could without showing the nervousness and panic inside me, " Jackie Simson?" 

        So many things happened at once that I couldn't keep track of what had just happened. The lights went off right when the window brust open-shattering the glass again, when the drawers of my cabinet blasted open- making clothes fly everywhere, when the water in the bathroom gushed out- even the showers, and... when the blanket of my bed formed a shape that chilled me to the bone. 

        I stepped toward the bed and looked at the shape. It... was what I looked like... in bed. I ripped open the blanket, but it simply collapsed on my bed with no more shape.  

        Something happened that terrified me even more. Once the blanket collapsed, it hovered in the air and then slammed onto something in the air, and stayed there. Only then that I noticed that the 'something' was an invisible body that was there this entire them. 

        The blanket covered the stiff body, as if giving it color so I could locate it. The body was around 4 feet high, and it stayed in a position that looked like it was in the army. 

        My heart seemed to quicken a hundred times more beat in a minute. I backed  away from the figure at the other side of the bed, but only to forget about the stairs and stumbled. 

        Sure, the cast was soft, but it didn't mean that my foot wasn't in pain. 

        Pain shot into my foot like a hundred people were punching it as hard as they could. I moaned from all the pain. It felt as if I had gotten into a car crash.