Banshee (Part 1)

Zilan brought me a herbal tea and said, "It makes you feel a little more relaxed. I've seen you many times. I didn't know anyone from the generation of legendary mind readers living around here."

I looked at Hans in surprise and fear. Does it mean he told his aunt about my power? I wanted to enter Zilan's mind. I stared into her eyes, and a strange pain wrapped around my head. Zilan approached me with a smile and said, "I don't think you would like to read my twisted mind." And then Hans laughed and said, "Aiden does not enter people's minds at all; he has only read my mind once in all this time, but I have gone to his aid in the minds of many people during these times."

I was surprised by Hans's words. I did not know that he also can read minds. I was noticeably silent.

- "I apologize if I caused you a headache, but I did not want you to have a problem reading my mind. Not every mind should be read. Some minds are very black, and the less you know, the easier it will be."

- "Do you have the ability to read the mind? I did not know you could read the minds of people."

"I can do whatever my surroundings do," Hans said.

Zilan jumped in the middle of Hans' words and said: "Of course it is better not to talk about this issue, but Aiden; you should be more careful about yourself."

I did not understand what Hans and Zilan meant, and on the other hand, I really did not want to re-enter their minds. I was both sad and happy to be friends with Hans. I was pleased to be able to connect with someone after so many years, and I was sorry that he was a strange human being like me.

The friendship with Hans strengthened me, and my self-confidence gradually increased. I did not want to know anything about Zilan and Hans. I just wanted to talk about our normal lives, but this ignorance did not last long.

I woke up to the sound of my cell phone ringing. There was a strange pain all over my body. There was no news of Hans. I wasted time. I did not know what day it was. Looking at my watch calendar, I realized that one day had passed since Hans came and that I had been unconscious all this time.

I got up when my eyes fell on the wall, and it was written in black: "I will be back when you hear Banshee."

I had not been afraid of Hans for years. My love for Hans was gone; not even a hatred of it remained. Without even worrying about his return, I went to draw my painting. For years, I no longer considered myself the savior of the human world.

Agnosia helped me a lot. One of these helps me to be able to be carefree about all the bad things around me in any situation. I forgot everything that had happened to me since yesterday, ignoring the message that Hans had left on the wall.

My cell phone rang again. I looked at it and realized I had a message from Jules. I had left my umbrella in her office. I was reminded of children leaving a device in their friend's house to have an excuse to go to their friend's house again. But I really left my umbrella out of distraction.

I called Jules. Jules picked up the phone and asked me to see her and get my umbrella. I told her I did not need it and would go to get it later, But Jules insisted. It was as if she wanted to see me.

In a message, Jules sent me the address of her house and asked me to visit her. I wanted to see her, But I had to finish this painting.

After working for a few hours, I decided to visit her, and again I saw Hans's text. Unknowingly I heard the sound of moaning in my ears. Why hadn't I paid attention to this sound before? The day I heard the news of Maggie's suicide, I also listened to the sound of this woman moaning, and I knew well what that sound meant.

I was worried about Maggie's mother, so I decided to visit her. Maggie's mother was much better when she found out that her daughter had not committed suicide. But she was upset that Elika and Jonathan were involved in her daughter's death. Maggie's mother said, "Maybe I wouldn't be so upset if a stranger who Maggie didn't love killed her."

I went to see Mrs that I find I could hear the moans or not, and I was thrilled to find out that her place was safe. Mrs. Lee's mind was still full of memories of her daughter Maggie. She had a simple mind. I had never had a problem with Maggie's mother. Reading Mrs. Lee's mind made me miss Maggie.

In the corner of her mind, I saw Elika in a courtroom. She was sitting in the defendant's chair, and the prosecutor was questioning her. At that meeting, I also saw the familiar faces of Jules and Jonathan.

I said goodbye to Mrs. Lee and went to see Jules. I was surprised that Jules had written to me that she would not go to work today and wait for me. Jules's house was extensive, with a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden were a large pool and mesmerizing trees. Jules came to greet me.

She had a messy and funny face. She had gathered a mass of golden wavy hair with a pencil over her head and was wearing a loose white shirt. She picked up her black-framed glasses from the top of her head, placed it on the tip of her nose, and looked at me from behind her spectacles.

"Dear and famous Mr. Aiden Adkins. Glad you came to see me."

Jules was a little drunk and had puffy eyes. I went inside the house and stood there at the house entrance and said: Umbrella was an excuse to see you again. Last time I think you were upset with me. Of course, very glad to see you again and you invited me. "

Jules laughed and said, "How much do you speak politely..."

Before she could finish her speech, she fell on an oversized couch and tried to sit up. She stared at her laptop and rubbed her eyes several times. She picked up the paper from the table and bent down to look for something under the table. I went a little further and handed the pencil with which she had gathered her hair above the head and said, "Are you looking for this?"

Jules laughed again and said, "Yes ..."

- "Isn't it better not to drink alcohol while working?"

- "I'm not working. I've just helped myself to prove through a defendant's words that she has no mental health problems at all and that she killed her friend with the previous intention."

She must have been talking about Maggie. The sound of moaning was heard again.