Getting the Nancy's cooperation

Jacqueline felt very desperate at this point. She could not let the nanny feel helpless when she needed her so much.

"You can help the child. We can work out a plan even if you can't see me. But, just believe me. There are people out there who will deal with this guy who took the child. They won't allow him to harm you," Jacqueline tried to explain. 

"This is strange. I can't believe I'm talking to someone that I can't see. What if this is a trick? A test to see if I'm completely loyal?"

"You will feel good after helping an innocent family, you know. Especially seeing that they kidnapped the wrong child. This child was not supposed to abducted. It's a mistake, so why even carry on with it? It's just a waste of time.

Meanwhile, the parents and the child have to suffer," Jacqueline stated in a slow, clear voice.

"Now, what do you mean, it's the wrong child?" the nanny asked, frowning at Monique.

"They just found out that she's not the film producer's child."

"Now that's strange. Are you sure? Then why are they keeping her here" the nanny asked.

"Just spitefulness, I think because she's the child of innocent actors who are just waiting to act in a movie," Jacqueline replied.

"So, why them?" the nanny asked turning to glance at the door.

"Because they work for the film producer. He also has a granddaughter, but it's not this kid," Jacqueline explained.

"Why didn't they tell you the truth?" she asked further.

"Gosh, how do I know that you're telling the truth?"

"Ask around and do some research you will soon find out that I'm right. And when that happens will you please find someone to help you keep your boss occupied enough so that nobody will notice you leaving the house with a baby," Jacqueline responded.

"I really wish that I could see you because right now it's as if I have an overactive imagination. As if I'm hearing voices," the nanny declared.

"Don't worry. Haven't you heard about the supernatural before?"

"Of course, but I haven't experienced it, so this could just as well be a dream."

"Please try and help. You won't believe all the gratitude and attention that you will get afterwards," Jacqueline begged.

"They're gonna wonder why I'm in here for so long," the nanny said with a worried look in her blue eyes.

"You can go out now and find out if I was telling the truth about the baby," Jacqueline suggested. 

"And then I come back here?" the nanny asked.

"Yes and then try your best to do this favour for the baby and your own future. The police will protect you and the baby's family will rewards you," Jacqueline responded in a desperate tone.

"Okay then I'm going out now and I'm going to ask a few questions. I hope I don't get into any trouble for doing that," the nanny remarked with a quick glance at Monique and then another look around the room before she went out and softly closed the door behind herself.

***

"Please go now, please go and come back quickly," Jacqueline murmured before she was woken up by the sound of her pleading voice.

She looked around her.

"Am I still in this room? But where was I now? Was I dreaming?" she asked as she looked around the empty room in confusion.

Before she could clear her mind, the door was pushed open and Sheridan walked in.

"Oh, my word, is this where you were? I've been searching for and assumed you'd gone home," she exclaimed in relief when she saw Jacqueline sitting on the couch.

"I had the strangest experience just now. Or was it all a dream? It felt so real,"

Jacqueline remarked as she looked around herself at the interesting room which she had entered a while ago.

"When did I get here? Have I really been asleep?"

"What happened to you? Did something unusual happen? Was it a strange dream?" Sheridan asked as she crouched down in front of Jacqueline and studied her face.

"If it was a dream then it must be the solution to my challenge about finding the baby. I actually experienced being inside that mansion which played on the film."

"Wow! That's stunning!" Sheridan exclaimed, her eyes shining with delight.

"So, then it was a dream, but it felt real. What's important is that I saw someone in that mansion who was not on the film which played on the wall.

So, maybe my imagination is trying to fill in the gaps by making up an extra character to help me or maybe thus person really exists in real life. Maybe the dream is real and we shock approach the nanny there," Jacqueline stated. She frowned, trying to find out why her encounter with the nanny felt so real.

"I think you actually went there," Sheridan said with head to the side and an elated grin on her face.

"What do you mean? Outside of my body? Because my body was right here when I woke up from that dream or encounter."

"Oh, I think you're right when you mention the word, encounter. It just felt as if I could really touch and feel everything. Not like in a dream. I also spoke to the nanny who was assigned to the baby."

"Then I think that you were there. What did you say to the nanny?"

"I remember begging her to release the baby on her own because the police would stand by her. She couldn't see me somehow, but I could see her. I spoke to her, then, I woke up in this room."

"I'm wondering if anyone else is going to use thus venue tonight. Because it would be good to watch a film from the porcelain jar for the second time. Maybe something more is going to come up," Sheridan suggested.

"I phoned the clairvoyant lady who asked me to help."

"Oh, yes. You said you were going to do that, but I didn't find you in your office. What did she say after you told her your story?" Sheridan responded.

"She told me that it was a rival of Laura's film producer. The kidnapper thought that the child was the film producer's grandchild."

"No way. That's so foolish and such a waste of time. Now what? Will he return the child and in the meantime wait until he can kidnap the right child?"

"According to the experience that I had, he could decide to be spiteful and use this child to torture the film producer anyway, because she is the child of one of his latest actors," Jacqueline remarked.

"Oh, then we must definitely watch the film again, even if it's already evening," Sheridan suggested.

"Won't it send me back there? Isn't it the power from the porcelain jar which sent me on an outer body experience?" Jacqueline asked, her eyes filled with panic.