I reached the front of the grocery store and ran outside. Before I could run across and down the aisle to where my car was parked, a hand grabbed my bicep, yanked me back, and spun me around. It was him. He grabbed my other bicep with his other free hand and jolted me with two hard shakes.
“I told you I would find you,” he snarled.
“H-how?” I asked with a shake to my voice I hadn’t intended.
“In my sleep. How do you think? You know what I am capable of.”
“J-Jeff…..I-I. I know. You told me the abilities you have. Th-they scare me. It isn’t that I don’t love you. I do. I…..it makes me uncomfortable. You know…..the things you can do.”
He shook her two more times. “I told you I would never hurt you.”
“Y-yet here you are grabbing my arms and shaking me. AND hurting me. L-let me go.”
“Only if you promise to come with me. If you don’t, I’ll drag you kicking and screaming. You have no choice.”
I reached up with my right hand to push his left arm away from me, but my hand went through it. I froze and stared up at him. He wasn’t there. He was using his ability of astral projection to find me, so he wasn’t there at all. I peered down at his grasp on my arms. How, if he wasn’t here?
“I see you’re learning,” sneered Jeff. “There are things about me I haven’t told you.”
Movement out of the corner of my eyes caught my attention. I glanced to my left then right. A handful of people gathered around and threw scrunched eyebrow looks at me. One lady shook her head and walked away. I asked them, “You all see him right?”
“See who?” asked another woman guiding her child in the opposite direction.
(To Be Continued)
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