I had to plan how to kill him first. He must have some weakness. It must be written somewhere in the books in the inner library. I went there and found out a complete book on him. It had the ways to get rid of him too.

I had to kill the host as it was the most effective one according to the other books but there were more dangerous and less effective ways which did not involve the real Ronald dying. But I had to at least try. Debbie would have wanted me to.

— For complete chapter wise listing of this story go to The Unknown —

Something was burning up in the fire I just walked out of. I reached for it and a paper came flying towards me. I had totally forgotten that I took Debbie’s blank paper with me in the fire. To my surprise the paper had words written in an ash colour. It said

“Applica daemonium et dices ad maledicendum Locus originis filii derelinquens nos XIII temporibus” 

Latin again. Why wouldn’t she use normal English? Then I decided to get back to the house now. I started walking towards the house and as soon as the cottage appeared in front of me, something unusual happened.

I heard gunshots and guns were aimed and nothing else but me. They were ambushing me right to the definition of ambush. Ronald was playing with my friends’ innocent minds. They still suffered from the acute memory loss.

I somehow needed to get past them into the house. My choice was to run for it. I somehow managed to get on the porch but everyone was still shooting at me. I had to take the haunted basement doorway and I did exactly that.

As I stepped in Sidney came to tell me something. At first I was scared that she would attack me too but then she said, “I believe you Dexter. I don’t remember anything but I trust you”

“I didn’t tell anyone about what’s going on. How do you know?”

“Ronald told us you were the spirit and you were going to kill us. I couldn’t believe him so that’s why they put me in this dungeon and locked me up from outside.”

I had an idea. “You tell them that you caught me and ask Ned to translate this latin.” I handed over the paper to her. “Once translated you take me with everyone else to the warehouse where it all began. I will take care of Ronald then and there. Sounds good?”

“Perfect!” she was excited. She banged the basement door till someone answered. It was Ronald who answered. She said, “I caught Dexter.”