Chapter 61 Superstitious Fears
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Sophia lowered her gaze and softened her voice to a near whisper. “Later… Mom started talking about what happened with Riley. Byron looked over her astrological birth chart and said Riley’s energy was already frail and susceptible–exactly the kind of person dark spirits are drawn to. Then after all the severe blood loss from her accident, it left her completely shrouded in negative energy and misfortune. That’s what broke the family’s spiritual ward. It’s why Jeremy suddenly started spouting all those terrible, incoherent things, and it’s almost certainly why Mom collapsed just now,”
She sounded utterly convinced.
Anthea jumped in right away, her face pale with fright. “Lucas, Byron said Riley’s bleeding carried seriously heavy negative energy–it’s spiritually unclean. And don’t think this just affects me and Jeremy. If she comes back home like this, even you and your dad–this whole house–will be exposed.”
But even with Anthea and Sophia echoing each other, weaving this eerie, supernatural narrative, Lucas only frowned deeper.
At his core, he was a rationalist. He believed in science, evidence, and logic–all this superstitious talk just grated on him.
He pulled his arm back and responded in a hardened, dismissive tone. “Enough. What ‘bad energy? What is this, the Dark Ages? How can you still buy into this stuff?”
“You have to take it seriously!”
Anthea could see he wasn’t budging, and her cheeks flushed with frustration.
She turned abruptly, yanked open the drawer in the coffee table, and pulled out a small, silvery pendulum hanging from a cord.
“Byron said that in places with concentrated negative energy, this pendulum will swing on its
Own.
“Before you got home, Sophia and I were so worried that we took it into your and Riley’s bedroom to check…”
Her hands trembled slightly as she spoke.
Beside her, Sophia immediately mirrored her anxious expression, bringing a hand to her chest as if still shaken.
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Anthea swallowed hard and continued, “The moment we opened the door, this thing… it started swinging wildly all on its own. Fast, hard–it even made this low humming sound. We were both terrified.”
Lucas cut her off before she could spiral further into the absurd. “If it’s really that bad, then how come I sleep in that room every night and don’t feel a thing?”
“Because you have strong, protective energy–it hasn’t reached you yet!” Seeing his resistance, Anthea just grabbed his wrist and tugged him toward the stairs. “Come on. I’ll show you. Then you’ll have to believe me.”
They stopped outside the master bedroom. Anthea pulled the so–called spirit–detecting pendulum from her pocket. The cord swayed faintly in her unsteady grip.
She held the silver pendulum aloft. “Look carefully. It’s completely still right now.”
And it was.
Then she pushed the bedroom door open.
The moment they stepped inside, the pendulum–perfectly still just seconds before–began to turn, slowly but visibly.
The further they walked into the room, the faster it spun, until it became little more than a silvery blur.
Lucas‘ eyes widened.
He stared intently at the wildly spinning pendulum, his mind racing for some rational explanation–a draft, a vibration, anything.
But the room was sealed: windows shut, air conditioning off. Where could enough air flow come from to move a weighted metal object like that?
Seeing the doubt finally flicker across her son’s face, Anthea knew she had partly gotten through to him.
But for Lucas, even witnessing something so strange, the idea of kicking Riley out and leaving her alone because of it still felt deeply wrong.
His reason and his emotions were both pushing back.
He took a step back and tried to compromise. “Alright, let’s say there really is… some kind of presence here. Can’t Riley just stay in the guest house out back? It’s far enough from the main building.”
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