I stood and stared. I had never seen such a weird looking house before. It looked as though it had been carved out of the hillside, built from the soil of the earth and from branches carved from the surrounding wood. A giant mushroom shaped house that looked as though it had been built for oversized fairies.
I stood in the shadows of the trees. I held my healed shoes in my hand as I walked barefoot. My muddy shoes and blistered manicured feet testament to my preoccupied mind. I smoothed down my pale blue dress, and flicked my curly brown hair behind me. I looked as though I’d been chased by wild dogs with my dress splattered with mud. It was starting to dawn on me that maybe jeans and trainers may have been a better look when walking through a wet muddy forest in October, but they were so unflattering.
I took a deep breath. My fingernails dug into the palm of my hand. I bit my lip and turned away. My feet seemed reluctant to move as I dug my nails deeper. I shook my head as though shaking away an enchanted spell and took a step away, wincing as I stepped on a piece of granite that jutted out of the earth.
‘What have you come here for?’ a voice said behind my.
I stumbled as I turned back towards the house. I stared towards the man sat there on a tree stump. He had a knife in his hand and appeared to be shaping a piece of wood before him. I guessed that he was the same age as my, around twenty. He was blonde and well tanned. He had the build of a man who had done a lot of physical work in his life but he spoke quite softly. I wondered how I had not seen him there before.
‘I,’ I said before hesitating. ‘I don’t know. I shouldn’t have come.’ I turned away again and then turned back. The man continued to carve his wood. I knew I had to speak. This might be my only chance to find the truth. I figured that the worse I could do was to make myself look stupid in front of someone I never planned to see again. If anyone else ever found out I would say I was joking. ‘I heard rumours,’ I said.
The man put down his knife and looked towards me. The sunlight streamed through the trees as a robin hopped around the floor and a rabbit sat nibbling some leaves.
‘Rumours?’ he asked raising an eyebrow. ‘May I ask what about?’
‘I heard you know about,’ I paused for a moment as I dug my nails into my hand once more, ‘about ghosts and stuff. I need to know if I am losing my mind.’ I glared at him for a moment. ‘I shouldn’t have come.’ I turned away again and tried and failed to walk away quickly as the stones dug into my feet again. I could feel myself blushing. It sounded such a stupid thing to say to a complete stranger. For all I knew he could have just been a recluse who liked reading books.
‘Yes, we know about the world of spirit, and the other realms. We walk between the worlds, but belong in none,’ the man said as he stood up. ‘My name is Kit,’ he said as he extended his hand towards my, ‘I am happy to help if I can, and I know my parents will too.’
I paused. My left foot turned towards Kit and my right away from him. I knew that this was against everything that I knew as common sense. I hadn’t told anyone where I was heading and I nothing about Kit and his family except what had been whispered around the town, none of it had been flattering. I sighed and took a step closer to Kit but still stood a good distance away from him.
‘I keep seeing things, people. I keep hearing voices. I keep seeing lights, orbs as they are called on the internet. I keep imagining things that I know can’t be there. I keep seeing myself. I keep, I don’t know,’ I rolled my eyes as though disgusted with myself. ‘I am not stupid, I know none of it can be real, but it seems so real. I am worried that I am going mad. I mean I must be losing my marbles, mustn’t I?’
Kit looked at me for a moment. I saw a movement in the undergrowth, I glanced towards the sound.
‘There,’ I whispered.
‘What?’ Kit asked as he followed my line of sight. ‘Oh, I see.’ His eyes fell upon a woman who stood amongst the trees. She was the spitting image of me.
‘You can see my?’ I asked. My mouth barely moved.
‘I see my and I assume you have no twin,’ Kit replied. ‘As for if I can help you, return tonight around midnight. Bring no torch, the moon will guide you.’
My life had been normal until a few weeks before. Well as normal as life can be, I mean nobody has the perfect life, do they? Then it had all gone wrong, and strange things had started to happen. I needed to know the truth. This was my chance to find out, but I was not sure that I wanted to know.