“I saw her eyes turn white and cry blood,” Joseph said, unfazed.
A girl was floating in midair. Joseph pulled her down to safety, then she suddenly dropped into Joseph’s arms. Eyes writhing, turning white. Jennifer Sanchez, described in her name tag, cried blood from her eyes, from one corner to the other.
“Bring her to the hospital!” a student shouted.
Joseph was then flooded with visions, his body numb. After a few seconds, it stopped, and he started to run while carrying the girl. Seemingly so, it was not his first.
Earlier that day, his father left for the woods with his co-workers. Joseph had been wondering for a while why his dad had had a backpack in his room for the past week.
Now he gets an unexpected answer.
“We’re only going to be gone for a few days,” his dad excitingly announced.
And without hesitation, his dad shut the front door and left. Joseph, his stepsister, and his older brother did not even have the time to respond or ask why.
The siblings then finish their daily morning routine. Joseph teaches in the academy where his younger stepsister goes. It is the Our Forgiving God Academy, OFGA for short. It is said that top students who were supposed to graduate last year all vanished and were nowhere to be found. Now rumors about children screaming from the school’s corridors haunt the parents. In fear that their kids are next.
Joseph has been hearing rumors of missing children roaming the upper floors of the school. All of that did not really stop him from applying. Joseph has been teaching at OFGA for a month now. He is paid well enough to know he can support himself and his family. He likes to teach, and he likes children, hence he decided to teach in the academy. The only thing he did not really think heavily about was the reputation of the school.
Not knowing on that specific day, the 13th of November, he will have to encounter the supernatural phenomenon himself. As he walks his way to the school, he suddenly sees a girl’s body, seemingly being controlled by something unseen. Yet, his first instinct was to see what really was happening and why people around her were doing nothing to help her. People start to walk to where the occurrence was happening, it is as if they had seen a ghost. Everyone's shouts and screams for help were caught in their throats. Echoing in stripes. The girl was floating in midair, where she continued to defy gravity.
Joseph could only watch in awe. And as he pulled her down into a safe place, the girl collapsed onto his arms, eyes writhing, turning white. Blood dripped from the inner corner of her eye to the outer. He was in utter shock; it was his first time seeing that the rumors were true. It was with his own eyes, still in disbelief, whilst asking “How?”
He then carried the girl in his arms and ran as fast as he could to get her to the school infirmary. For that was the nearest clinic nearby. After a few minutes of checkup, the nurse concluded that she lacked water and sleep.
“But she was flying, how is that dehydration and fatigue?” Joseph asked angrily.
The girl’s parents were terrified by what they heard, as Joseph told the story of what happened in detail.
“I saw her eyes turn white and cry blood,” Joseph said.
But the nurse reassured them that there was nothing to worry about.
Later that night, as Joseph and his brother dine, they talk about what had happened that morning. Joseph started relating this incident to the past, asking, “Why her? How are these occurrences so similar from back then?” he asked.
And as they chatted about the girl in red, Jess felt chills run down his spine as Joseph glanced at him with a blank face.
“Her eyes cried blood like mom’s,” Joseph said.