The Haunted Empath

Excerpt from THE HAUNTED EMPATH 

Jadeline couldn’t take her eyes off the man who was slowly gaining a healthy color on his skin. Whatever was ailing him was diminishing. She was struck by an upsetting thought: what exactly had she absorbed from him?

“What’s wrong?” Ruth asked.

Jadeline grabbed her sister’s hand and led her out of the room.

“Something doesn’t feel right,” she said before they had even closed the door.

Ruth put a hand on her elbow. “What did you see?”

“Someone else.” Jadeline tried to compose herself, but the memory of her dream wouldn’t allow her.

“You didn’t see Grandma?”

Jadeline shook her head. “It was someone else. You know how I usually see Grandma and she helps me through this passage of clarity. It makes it easier for the ailments to run through me and transfer it to that other world.”

“Yes, you said you were a conduit to a dimension where diseases are passed on.” Ruth looked at her quizzically. “What was different this time?”

“The world around me was dying. It was a dystopian world where there was only hatred and death.” Jadeline swallowed uncomfortably. Her throat still hurt from the excursion she had gone through. “And pain. So much pain.”

“If it wasn’t Grandma, who was it? And where was Grandma?” Ruth looked alarmed.

“Somewhere else. I was somewhere else. That wasn’t my world.”

Ruth hugged her tight. “I told you that you shouldn’t be doing this. Now what will we do?”

Jadeline patted her back, wishing she hadn’t told her sister anything and scared her.

“Nothing. The process is the same. I had a different dream this time. It’s okay. It will all be okay.”

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