Dark City: First Fadian

Kaleigha held her breath, waiting for the ghost’s response.

“Thank you,” the man said.  “Thank you so much.”

“Kaleigha no!”  Kasim came back. “Don’t do that!”

“Funny,” Kaleigha cocked her head to the side, “I don’t hear any screaming. Do you?”

“I-I-I don’t know, but we should leave it alone,”  Kasim looked terrified.  “Let’s go, please!  Maya needs us.”

“And we need backup!”  Kaleigha said, suddenly struck by the idea that she may be going to her true death. If Felder knew the truth about what was in the park, then the guards at the gate near her mother’s house were armed with weapons that could keep people out and ghosts in.

“Anything you need, Fadian,” the ghost said eagerly. “We…well some of us will help you.”

“These dead cannot be trusted,” Kasim pulled at her arm. “They are not right in the mind.  They cannot…”

“Shut up!”  Kaleigha said. “I want to hear what he has to say.”

“Fadian,” the ghost smiled.  “We have waited so long for you.”

“You already know about Fadian?” Kaleigha was disappointed.  “Whose side are you on?”

“I am Karen’s first blood,”  the man said. “I was put here when Ilma first went to sleep.”

“Put here or murdered?”  Kaleigha asked, certain she knew the answer.

“It no longer matters,”  the man shook his head. “I cannot change the past, but I would like to help save our future.”

“It matters to me, the Fadian,”  Kaleigha said, “I must know.”

“They have trapped you,” the ghost said, his voice was sorrowful.  “You still think with the mind of a living thing. You are Fadian.  You must transcend your old being and be our savior.”

“Let me guess,”  Kaleigha rolled her eyes. “You can teach me.”

“Cut me down and I will show you how.”

“Who are you?” Kasim asked, getting between Kaleigha and the ghost.

“I am Egoly, the first Fadian.”

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