LOGINShe knitted her eyebrows suspiciously when there was a rustle behind the hedge and a faint, animal whimper sounded.
Probably the wisest thing to do would have been to tuck Idefix under your arm and go home as quickly as possible. But for some reason she didn't. Against her better knowledge, she stepped carefully towards the hedge. Idefix equally with a taut cross next to her. After a handful of more deliberate steps, she finally peered over the hedge. A startled shriek escaped her when a dark shadow suddenly loomed in front of her. She staggered two steps back and pulled the growling Idefix with her. Her heart pounding wildly, she grasped the human silhouette in front of her. A tall man with long dark hair stared at her.
It took Amelie a few quick breaths before she got over the first shock.
“Jesus, did you scare me! Couldn't you have made yourself noticed earlier? ", She said, relieved, crouched next to Idefix and stroked him soothingly," Everything's fine, Ide.
But was everything really good? Looked at soberly, she found herself in the dark on the inherently eerie church premises with a strange and also somewhat eerie man whom she did not know and who had also been hanging around alone behind the hedge. This meant that only Idefix was at your side as a rescue authority if necessary.
An oppressive silence had returned. The guy just kept looking at her. She thought she could read astonishment in his expression, but in the moonlit darkness it was not easy to interpret his facial expressions correctly. She shifted from one foot to the other uncertainly.
"Is everything okay with you? I just heard such a pitiful whimper. "
He nodded as if in slow motion.
"Well."
It wasn't exactly easy to have a neat conversation when someone else left you out in the rain. But she couldn't be shocked, after all, she was already used to getting almost no answers from Niels. At least not explicitly.
She tilted her head slightly and eyed him thoughtfully. He looked so guilty, almost as if she'd caught him doing something illegal.
"What are you doing here?", She then asked him, but was already expecting not to get an answer.
He looked down at his feet. Since he was still standing behind the waist-high hedge, she couldn't see what he was looking at.
Amelie hesitated for a moment, but then, driven by curiosity, slowly moved closer to the hedge. Idefix put his feet in the ground and continued to growl, but Amelie just kept pulling him with her.
When she reached the hedge, she and the mysterious stranger were only a few feet away. He looked up and their eyes met.
A soft, little gasp escaped her as his golden-brown eyes seemed to shine towards her. Up close, he looked a lot younger than she'd first thought. His skin was pale, looked absolutely even and wrinkle-free. His long hair reached left and right over his shoulders and almost to his waist. Despite the cool weather, he only wore a simple, white shirt and a worn, black leather vest over it.
Amelie involuntarily shivered and wrapped her arms around herself with hunched shoulders.
The stranger was still just staring at her. Like a deer blinded by car headlights; unable to move or do anything.
Amelie therefore only bent over the hedge in one slow movement so as not to run the risk of frightening him completely. Then at last she saw a red tabby cat at his feet, its fur soaked with dark spots. Blood, no doubt.
Shocked, she straightened up again and looked at the stranger with wide eyes. What was he doing here? Did he kill the cat? And if so, was he planning to kill her too?
She jumped backwards when he suddenly raised his hand and wanted to reach out to her. Due to her reaction, however, he had stopped moving and finally let his hand drop again.
Idefix barked warningly before limiting himself to the low growl.
“I think I'd better go home now. Come on, Ide. "
Saturday was largely unspectacular until the early evening. Amelie had thought for a long time whether she should tell Niels about Samuel, but in the end decided against it. Because a) she didn't know whether she was allowed to talk to others about her newly acquired knowledge and b) probably nobody would believe her anyway. After all, if she hadn't assured herself that Samuel was more or less flesh and blood, she would still have doubted her sanity. Samuel accompanied her in her mind through the whole day and by now she had made her peace with the fact that he and his supernatural world actually existed.But she still did not want to accept that she supposedly possessed the soul of light, which was only to be born every few decades and later become an archangel.A mute Niels, for example, who couldn't harm a fly and was simply kind to everyone, certainly had a much purer soul than she. Samuel just hadn't looked very closely at all the others and therefore declared her
So you think that I'm an archangel," she assured herself at some point that she understood him correctly."No. I think that your soul will become one after you die. ""And what does it mean to be an archangel?"“The Archangels are the superiors of the Guardian Angels and Angels of Death, if you will. You organize everything we do from within the space of light. You decide, for example, about the demotion of the angels or the size of our areas of responsibility. ""Said in German: You order everyone else around.""So to speak."“I think you are wrong, Samuel. I definitely don't have a soul of light and I definitely won't be an archangel either. I also have bad thoughts and I'm definitely not as flawless as you might think. "“You forget that I can look into people's souls. And yours is so bright that it almost blinds me. I am not mistaken. I've never done that before. "“At some point is always the first
She rubbed Idefix as dry as possible and took off her shoes, socks and jacket, sat down with her aunt on the couch and let herself be showered with the same evening program. Inevitably, her mind kept drifting back to Samuel. Didn't he say it wouldn't be long? A glance at her cell phone told her it had been almost four hours since he left. Had something happened to him? But what should happen to him? After all, he wasn't even really alive; if everything he'd told her so far was true.A little later, she said goodnight to Denise and crumbled into her room with Ide in tow. As soon as she had entered the room, an icy breeze made her shiver and her breathing became visible. Idefix tensed and growled menacingly as a shadow moved in the farthest corner. Although she couldn't be 100 percent sure it was just Samuel, she surely pushed Idefix out of the room with her leg and closed the door in front of his nose. Because if he continued to growl, Denise would become suspicious. And expla
"Fuck! I think I have to die! My stomach really hurts, ”complained Denise, who was lying on her back on the couch with knees bent and rubbing her aching, well-filled stomach.At the word die Amelie couldn't help thinking of Samuel. It had been hours since he disappeared. She pushed the thoughts of him aside."Themselves to blame. You surely overeat yourself mercilessly. ""I will never eat anything again.""The best thing is to grab Ide and take a digestive walk," suggested Amelie, "He could get out again anyway."Idefix, who had been lying on his stomach across from the couch on the living room carpet, looked up curiously when he heard his name."Very unselfish," said Denise with a look out of the window, on whose pane the raindrops were running down. Half an hour ago it had rained in comfortably."Nonsense."“I'm afraid I am unable to move. You will have to go yourself. Besides, it's your dog. "
Samuel nodded vaguely.In other words, Samuel was playing God. He took life, and sometimes gave it when he had a good day. At least it sounded difficult after that."Nobody should have that much power.""I have them in a way.""The cat ...", it suddenly occurred to Amelie, "You have withdrawn the rest of her life energy."Samuel nodded again."But why didn't you save her when you can?""She was as good as dead when I was with her.""So what? I would save everything that could be done if I had the power! ""Then you would work purposefully by your task as the transporter of the dead."Amelie shrugged indifferently."What should happen?""Apart from the fact that the already overpopulated world would be even more overpopulated, you would suffer the fate of a fallen angel and die final death."Amelie looked puzzled. Depending on the suitability of the soul, one became an angel after human death.
No, not really."“What do you think will happen to the dead? Do you believe in life after death? "“No, not even that, but what does that have to do with me? How do you know me from? ""Do you think angels and demons exist?""Still no. I don't believe in anything like that, okay? Neither paradise nor hell, nor their inhabitants. Satisfied?"But Samuel didn't seem happy with her answer."But what do you believe in then?"Amelie let out a loud breath. What was this Question Time about their faith and God?“I believe in science and common sense. It must be enough."He nodded thoughtfully."Then it probably doesn't make sense to talk to you about it."Amelie blinked in confusion."I do not understand you. You come here and say you want to talk to me. Now I'm not giving you the right answers to your really strange questions and am therefore no longer good enough as a conversation partner