The road that Shane took was not crowded with people, it was almost empty, there were only a few cars going from that direction.
- Where are you going, Shane?
Celine said those words with a frightened look and a trembling voice as if to suspect that Shin was not up to anything good.
He said in a cold and frightening tone that sent terror in her heart, which she felt as if it was beating from above her clothes as she placed her hands on her chest.
Don't worry, what do you expect from me?
What was going on inside her head he didn't tell her a word what to expect, but what she was thinking that she might die tonight at the hands of her lover.
The anger that Shane felt sent him to the car like fuel, to drive quickly while holding the seat belt in her hands with all her strength, however, her hands were trembling strongly in fear of what would happen and she did not dare to talk to him.
"He couldn't be trying to kill me, or maybe rape and kill me... but I wasn't clear..."
- Shane... please... just slow down...
Shane parked the car on the side of the dark tree-lined road and stared at her coldly as she stared back at him with fear and trembling running through her entire body.
- I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to scare you, it's just that I'm a
little nervous.
As for her, she did not respond to him with anything, but kept silent as he continued his way, but this time he was driving at an average speed until the two of them began to hear the sounds of police cars.
When they arrived and Shane stopped the car, there were many police cars surrounding the stadium.
Shane got out of the car quickly, and Celine accompanied him, walking beside him quietly, anxiety evident in her features, especially her eyes and hands, which wrapped her arms together tensely.
As for Shane, confident in his steps, he entered among all the policemen to the entrance to the stadium, where he stopped when he saw a man who seemed to know him.
-my lord? What's wrong with what's going on here?
Shin asked him with his eyes looking behind him, but that man took slow steps towards Shin and replied calmly as he took out his cigar from his pocket.
- The thing is, a blond boy came here for the banshee.
Blond boy... he's my friend Rogue, what happened to him?
- Your friend?
- Yes, he is. He's my friend. Tell me what happened to him?
Shin's tone of voice became sharp when talking to the interrogator. The interrogator said to him after he raised smoke from his mouth up with his eyes slightly narrowed.
Your friend is unconscious and there is a paper stuck between the fingers of his left hand and we couldn't take it out of his hand.
- You couldn't take it away? how it would be?
- We tried, every member of the area tried to pull it out of his hand, but it was like a stone in his hands, so much so that it refused to tear.
Shane sighed and rubbed his head with both hands, then turned around to get into his car quickly, heading to the hospital with his girlfriend after taking the hospital address from the investigator.
Silence is still going on inside the car, but Celine cut it off by asking her and she said.
Who is that detective, you seem to know him?
- Yes, he works with or for my father, I don't know either of them, but I have seen him often in our mansion.
Do you think he will tell you the truth?
Her question was almost perplexing to him, so he turned around for a while, then looked back at the road and said.
As long as my father trusts him, I will too.
Do you trust your father that much?
- Can't you think that your father might hide things from you that he shouldn't have hidden, even for once?
- What do you mean?
I don't mean anything, I just feel scared. I don't want you to be in danger even a little.
- Don't worry, just calm down, I think it would be better if I brought you home first and then I'd go to the hospital, there are only cases you don't want to see.
She got agitated and it was evident even when she smiled and shook her head and then wrapped his arm resting on him and said - as..no..I
want to go with you..I must be with you at all times.
He raised his eyebrows coldly, looked back at the road, and said, "It
's okay, go home, I'll take care of Rogue. "
She moved away from him after hearing his words and his insistence on taking her home, and then she arranged her hair, which was a bit messy, and sat straight.
After she got out of the car at her parents' house, she closed the door quietly and bent down to say goodbye to him and waved her hand to him, but he was not interested in her at that time and set out, leaving behind a pile of dirt that almost choked her, so she backed away and wonderment was drawn on her face.
- What the hell is wrong with him?
In the hospital in the emergency room they put Rogue on a moving medical bed, all the doctors present and the nurses standing around look puzzled.
His eyes are open, but his body is stiff like the bodies of the dead
, his eyes are not closed and he does not speak or even show any reaction.
But his heart rate is steady and his blood pressure is normal, and that little white paper is still between his fingers.
Meanwhile, Shane pushed the door and hurried in so the doctors tried to stop him.
But he stopped the doctors by placing his hands in front of his chest quietly and answered before they even asked him and said..
- There is no need, I am not here to whine and cry.
- I know he's not dead yet, I can feel it.
Doctors turned away from him and said one of them.
- This case is not the first of its kind, but all those who were like him either died or remained in a coma for countless years, until their families asked to separate the devices from them.
Shane stepped forward, his hands in his pockets, in front of the bedridden who was his best friend.
Rogue, there is someone controlling my mind and telling me that you won't die, you don't know but there are some things that come into my head, I can't say they are things that happened in the past between you and me because I see you in my head that I haven't seen before...
Shin stared at his friend's body for several minutes until he noticed the paper stuck between his fingers.
He looked at her seriously and then turned around to the doctors, most of whom had left and only a few left, said Shen as if he was in an interrogation session.
- The old cases that you passed, did they have papers?
Yes, and those papers stayed with them even when they were buried.
The doctor approached to stand next to Shin, his hands folded to his chest, eyes directed at Rogue, who was unconscious with eyes wide open and a mummified body.
- Some say that these papers are what contain the banshee, and the most strange and perplexing is that the people who use the banshee only appear once every one year.
- Nobody knows what their problem is. Or why they hide themselves, but only appear in the most critical times for the country.
- That is why this paper remains in the hand of the person who holds it, and it remains like this, and it remains with him even when he dies.
- Once we took a body that died in the same way a week after its burial, and we did not find anything from his body except the paper.
For this reason, some scholars think that the banshee is a poison or a curse that absorbs the energy of the body, or in other words it devours it, and for this reason no one can escape it from the hand of the victim.
But the paper is so small , said Shen
, as if it were just an ordinary scrap, and the words written inside were like ordinary poetry.
Shin approached and faced the paper and bent down to read what was on it.
where it was written.
The flowers that grow on the sidewalk are stronger than the flowers that grow in the gardens. Become a sidewalk flower so you can control all the atmosphere around you*
Then he put his hand on her and was in a hesitant position, but in the end he forced himself as if he wanted and did not want, until he caught her, he held her tip hesitating and his hand was trembling a little and the doctor was watching the matter silently and tightly and his eyes did not step far from an arm
Shin focused his eyes on the paper and quickly pulled it out of his friend's hand, who lifted his back hard and sat on the bed breathing quickly and panting as if he was in a bullring.