Chapter 62 - A Life For A Life

*Sydney Roswell's POV*

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"What do you mean, Ma'am?" I asked Marcella, and we followed her when she walked a distance and sat at the nearby bench fronting a closed store.

"She told me she wouldn't help any ghost." The guy following the woman answered me, and OJ and I looked at him in skepticism.

"What do you mean?" OJ asked him, and he let out a deep sigh and shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. She just won't. She said she's not allowed. I only wanted her to tell my family that I got into an accident yesterday. My unconscious body is at the hospital right now, and none of the staff knew who to call. No one knows me around here because I just got here from Mexico the other week. I only need to tell my parents I'm about to die or not. They have no idea what I have gotten myself in here. And this person was the only one I knew who could hear me. I'm Joseph, by the way. Nice meeting you both!" He explained and reached for a handshake, and I nodded