Chapter 1
Chapter 1:
The council hall was empty when I appeared. There was sunlight was seeping in through the cracks from the windows which weren’t covered up yet. The black sheets draped over the furniture were covered in a layer of dust. The platform at the end of the hall was the same as it was 2 years ago. The knife lay exactly where i left it. it was given to me as a gift. the person who gave it to me told me to use it on my enemy. It was an eerie feeling walking through the same hall in which I died. Suddenly a voice broke the silence uttering my name and I turned around to see Ruth standing in ripped clothing. She was wearing a yellow shirt with blue wore-down jean. Her hair was cut short and was let lose covered in a layer of grime and sweat. She looked like a mess altogether but the fact that shook me the most was that she wore the matching necklace that I gave her. It was painful to see her wearing it. I felt grief, horror, fear and confusion all at the same time. She took a step forward as I took a step back shaking with every movement. She tried to reach for my hand but I pulled it back. “Why are you here”? We spoke at the same time. "your clothes”, I say wanting to change the subject because I didn’t know how to explain. “You hate wearing yellow.” “Things have changed Zoe” Ruth says swallowing back a sob. “You seriously care about what I’m wearing. Seriously -” a rat lunged at her ankle. She shook of the rat and unbothered returned her gaze upon me waiting for answers with a broken expression. I sigh “There was a rift in the world of the living and the dead. I didn’t want to leave my afterlife but I was forced by a bigger force. I automatically ended up here.” I say looking at the floor as if I was apologizing for something. Maybe I was apologizing in some way. She tries to say something but I march past her to the exit leaving her standing alone. Once I reach the door I turn around and say “ After making that statement I leave I know it was really rude of me to leave just like that but I really needed to cry somewhere alone. I had just been resurrected and then put in front of Ruth. What bigger reason could I have?
