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I am slowly changing into a monster! What can I do!?

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Chapter #5

Agree to try to send her back.

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"I'll try," I eventually relented.

"TRY?" The girl demanded. "NONONO! That's not an option! YOU MUST!"

"That's the best I can promise."

The girl carefully considered the proposal. "Alright," she finally agreed reluctantly. "Only if you promise to spend every single waking hour trying. Or scrape that. You better promise to try every single second of your life. Start trying now!"

I accepted it, the pain of my leg overwhelming me. "Fine, now shoo! Go inform someone!"

With that, glaring angrily at me, she finally raced off to look for help. About time too. I felt like the sky was crushing me. And the pain was barely bearable...

-End of Flashback-



"Jon," a voice called out to me gently. "Jon, sweetie, are you alright?"

My eyes fluttered open, and once again, I was whisked away from that magical realm of death, once again into the living. The galaxies of shooting stars faded, and the image of a concerned and familiar woman appeared before my vision. MOM!

When did she come? But whatever it was, I was happy to see her.

"Mom," I croaked weakly. "Where... am I?" I couldn't be in that hole anymore, right?

"In the hospital, darling," My mom replied, before shaking her head and clucking her tongue in disapproval. "You had to go take the shortcut through the woods again!" she yelled all of a sudden. "TELL ME WHY?"

The mental picture of Angry Tessa surfaced before me, and I realized that females did have a lot in common. I wasn't even conscious five seconds, and she was yelling like her life depended on it.

"I..." I stuttered. "Err, it was kinda late, you see."

Mom put her hands on her hips furiously. "Is that even a proper reason?"

"I didn't want to reach home late, Mom!"

Mom glared at me, but at least she had quit yelling. "Alright, alright," she relented. "Just promise me you won't go running into trouble again, okay?"

Yes, and woman definitely liked forcing people to make impossible promises.

"Fine," I sighed. "Fine. Not like I've been wishing to fall into a hole."

Mom ignored my comment and turned to the hospital room door. "Sarah!" she called in the other version of her 'nice' voice. "Come on in! Jon's awake!"

Sarah? I thought with a frown. Now who was that?

Sarah, no, Tessa, walked in, looking rather lost. It occurred to me then, that under the light, she did have nice eyes. It was turquoise from the front, and changed colour dependent on what angle you looked at it from.

"Oh... hey Aunty," she greeted my Mom politely. "Hey..." she looked at me sourly. "Hey Jon."

"She's your life-saver Jon!" Mom thumped in the back, very hard, causing my fractured leg to throb with pain. "Don't be rude!"

"Hi Tes- Sarah," I mumbled.

This was extremely awkward. And what was even more awkward, was the fact that Mom kept staring at Tessa strangely. Very strangely. I did want to tell her to stop embarrassing herself, but I just kept quiet instead.

"It must be my imagination," Mom finally observed. "But... you do look familiar... Like someone..."

Tessa tensed considerably. I just looked to Mom slightly surprised.

"But it can't be," Mom finished. "Of course it can't be."

"What can't be?" I asked, curious.

Mom furrowed her brows. "Just last night, my friends daughter passed away from Leukemia, cancer... It had been haunting her for five years already..." Then she shrugged. "I happened to be there at her final moments... She was so brave. A great fighter, even to the last."

Tessa's face paled as if she had seen a ghost. "..." she tried, but nothing came out.

"I just thought that Sarah just looks a bit like that girl..." Mom fumbled for her name. "Tessa Robinson."

Both Tessa and I glanced at each other nervously. So... Tessa had died of cancer? I suddenly felt horrible for bringing her back. She wasn't very old. That meant, half her life, she had been fighting cancer. She probably wanted very badly to reach the beyond and leave this Earth.

Oopsies, my bad.

Mom, completely unaware of the tension, broke it cheerfully. "Anyway, I have good news for both of you." She turned to Tessa. "Tessa, as a reward for saving my only son, I shall...
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