Subj: What Could Have Been part 12
Date: 1/30/00 10:10:22 PM Central Standard Time
From: KimD
The woman seemed to come from the fields and seemed to materialize out of nowhere. As she got closer Vicki realized with shock that it was Mary. In her mind Vicki could still plainly see the photos of her, bruised and death-like after she had fell from the stairs. Her first thought was to run from this woman who seemed to have returned from the grave.
Then logic took over. Of course there was an explanation for this. Either Mary hadn’t really died or this woman wasn’t Mary.
“Your Vicki,” the woman said with certainty after she had gotten close.
“Yes I am. But I still don’t know who you are.”
“Of course you know me,” the woman said calmly. “That’s my picture you’re holding. I grew up here, in that house over there.” She pointed to a small two-story house, which wasn’t visible from the road.
“Mary?” Vicki asked starting to step back from her. “But you died.”
“Yes, I did,” she said with a hard edge to her voice. “My husband pushed me down a flight of stairs.” She noticed Vicki backing away and started to advance on her. “You’re frightened of me. You wanted to hear the truth; that’s what you’ve been so desperately looking for. Well here it is. Grant Hindricks pushed me down a flight of stairs for life insurance money. He had borrowed a lot of money, which he couldn’t pay back. His solution was to get rid of me. When I came back I only wanted to be left alone, to start my life over. But he found me, and followed me. I had to get rid of him.”
“B-But you’re supposed to be dead.”
“I was resurrected. In return for a few favors I get to finish my life.”
“Favors? Favors for who?”
“Angelique. She makes me do her will. I don’t want to hurt you, but I don’ t have a choice.”
That name was enough to terrify her. It brought back terrible memories of her trip into the past. Angelique had tried to have her hung then. At that moment she knew what was happening. This had all been set up for her. She had only wanted to put Barnabas in jail so he wouldn’t be around to help Vicki. Now, Angelique had come for her. She cursed herself for being so easily lead here. She desperately searched for an escape, but Mary stood between her and the car. Her only alternative was to go into the house and try to lose her.
Vicki ran into the house and was assaulted by the musty odder of several years of being shut up. She was at the bottom of a staircase. There was a room to the left and a hall beside the stares. She heard the door start to creek open behind her. She hurried down the hall. She followed the hall into a large empty room. She heard footsteps coming from another doorway to her left, and hurried through a door on the opposite wall into a kitchen.
She crossed the kitchen to the back door. If she could make it to the car she would be safe. As she stepped up to the kitchen door she saw the image of someone coming from that way. Had Angelique sent another person for her? She turned back to the door she came from, but heard someone coming from that way also. She spun around looking for an escape, but found none. She was trapped!