The old man looked at him, “Please help her Earon… I will be forever in your debt”.

  “I’ll see what I can do,” he said and moved towards the girl, and she glanced at him with anger. He put his hand on her head and started chanting some words, and she screamed loudly, blood pouring down from her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

  She looked at Earon, grabbed his hand, broke it, and Earon fell on ground, screaming in agonizing pain. She laughed.

  “Please take him to the Medicus,” said Yaan, “I’ll cure your daughter…”

  Everyone looked at him with disbelief.

  “Do you want your daughter alive or not?” asked Yaan. The old man nodded, “Then do what I say… take him to the Medicus and everyone go outside of this house immediately.”

  All of them ran outside the house carrying Earon.

  “Yaan!!!!...don’t leave him there… Yaan!!!” Earon kept screaming, and the crowd took him outside the house regardless.

  Yaan looked at her.

  “What are you going to do…kid?” she said in a monstrous voice.

  Yaan took out the grimoire and opened the page that showed how to free a person from the possession of a spirit. He drew a Sigil on the floor given in the grimoire, and started chanting the spell given in the grimoire.

  She tried to attack him, but her hands and feet were tied by ropes emerging from the Sigil, and she was screaming loudly. Her eyes turned red, and fumes started coming out of her body, and she cried.

  Yaan’s eyes also teared, but he kept chanting the spell, the black smoke came out of her body and went into the Sigal, and she fell on the bed. Without wasting anytime, Yaan rushed and erased the Sigal.

  He lifted the woman’s body in her arms and gazed at her. She is so beautiful, he thought while looking at her lips and eyes, he left the women in the bed and came outside of the house.

  The old man rushed towards him and asked, “Where’s my daughter? Is she safe?”

  “Yes, your daughter is safe. It was a Pishacha who possessed your daughter, but now the Pishacha has gone, and your daughter is safe.” Said Yaan

  “Thank you, Yaan,” said the old man, “I believed that you were a child of evil, but you saved my daughter, you are God's help, I’ll be forever in your debt.”

  “There is no need for this, sir,” said Yaan by putting his hand on his shoulder, “where is my uncle, is he okay?”

  “Yeah, he is waiting at your home.” Said the old man, and Yaan ran towards his home while the crowd cheered his name behind his back.

  As he reached home, he found his mother at the doorstep,

  “How’s uncle?”

  “he’s okay, but he is in pain,” said his mother, “the Medicus has said that his injury will take a month or two to heal.”

  Yaan ran inside and found Earon lying on the bed, whimpering in pain.

  “Uncle” Earon turned around and gazed at Yaan.

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  “Is the girl safe?” he asked with concern

  “Yes, she is for now,” said Yaan

  “Who told you to go in there and save her when I failed?” said Earon, “you should have returned immediately.”

  “But I didn’t, I saved her life.” Said Yaan with a smile.

  “First, the old man, and now this…” Earon coughed, “This woman, how are you doing it Yaan?”

  “I want to keep it to myself, uncle,” said Yaan

  “Don’t forget Yaan, secrets have cost.”

  “I know, uncle,” said Yaan, “I’m ready to pay the price.”

  “It holds that much meaning to you,” said Earon

  “Yes, it does.”

  “Your mother tried to keep you away from me, I tried to keep you away from me and my life,” said Earon, “so that my influence shouldn’t befall on you, but that very thing happened. You have become just like me.”

  “I like it to be that way,” said Yaan

  “I warn you, if you think that way, then you have to do a duel with me,” said Earon with a grin

  “I will gladly wait for that day, uncle,” said Yaan

  “Ok… enough now,” said Earon, “go to sleep, it has been night already.”

  “Yeah…” said Yaan with tears in his eyes.

  “What happened?” asked Earon

  “I would have been a lot happier if my father had said it.”

  “He’ll soon come home, he’s a trader after all,” said Earon, “if he weren’t a trader, then you wouldn’t have me, I was an explorer and never used to stay for longer at any place. But when I met your father and mother, I got a family, a home, and I learned to stay.”

  “What are you trying to say?” asked Yaan

  “Sometimes, staying is the right thing to do…,” said Earon

  “And sometimes it isn’t,” said Yaan and went to his own room.

  The next morning, Yaan was sleeping in his bed when his ears caught his mom’s voice, “Yaan, come out here.” He got up from his bed, changed his clothes, and came outside.

  “Look, who has come to meet you?” said His mother, and the woman he saved from the spirit entered in the house, her hair was beautifully done, and she was wearing a beautiful leather vest and pants.

  “Hi, Yaan,” she said

  “Hey…I wasn’t expecting you,” said Yaan, “Is there any problem regarding spirit?”

  “No… I just wanted to talk to you,” she said, and then looked at his mother

  “Oh…please take him out, don’t worry about an old woman,” she said with a smile, “go, Yaan.”

  The woman smiled, both she and Yaan went outside.

  Finally, my son will have friends, she thought with a smile. That incident was a blessing in disguise.

  “Thanks for saving me back then,” she said

  “Oh… please, we are done with it,” said Yaan, “why did you want to talk to me?”

  She hesitated for a second, then said, “When I was possessed, I was screaming in pain inside, and I had no control over my body.”

  “Did you go to crimination ground before you got possessed?” asked Yaan

  “Yes, I did, how do you know?” she asked

  “That explains why Pishacha possessed your body,” said Yaan, “they live on the crimination ground.”

  “But why me? There were many people around,” she asked

  “I don’t know,” said Yaan, “but what I do know is that it is somehow related to your soul.”

  “My soul…what does it have to do with it?”

  “Why are you talking about this? These talks will only instil fear and pain in you.”

  “From yesterday, whenever I sleep, I’m having nightmares,” she said, “Is the Pishacha still around me?”

  “It’s a memory, and not any ordinary memory, a strong and imprinting memory,” said Yaan, “you were possessed…that’s the worst thing. Such memory doesn’t fade away from the mind quickly.”

  “So, I have to live with it?”

  “Sadly, yes,” said Yaan, “but I know some healing practices which will heal you in some time.” He smiled at her.

  She sat on the grass and patted the ground, indicating to him to sit beside her. He paused for a second and then sat.

  “You know… people talk about you.”

  “Yeah…I know,” he smirked

  “Then why did you save me?” she said, “certainly not for others' acceptance or their appreciation, of course… because after a few days they will again start talking about you in that way.”

  “I saved you because you were dying,” said Yaan by looking at her, “I was capable of saving you, and by not doing it… I would have simply been responsible for your death… not by others but by myself.”

  “Must be hard living among such people… who are afraid of you and hate you.”

  “Yeah, I couldn’t agree more.”

  “Aren’t you angry at people?”

  “For a long time, I was…,” said Yaan, “but now I’m not, it’s not their fault, they are scared of me. My body is full of scars, and the day I was born, all the nurses ran out of our house after seeing the monstrous look I have.”

  “I am scared of insects because they look scary, even though some insects can’t do any harm, but I still fear them. We all are like this; it’s not their fault that I look so scary.”

  “You wouldn’t believe me,” she said, “you look less scary to me than the time when I was possessed.”

  “I can understand,” said Yaan, “such incidents leave scars on the soul, but with time, it will heal as all things do.”