Death of Journalist & Lady on Crossroad - Final Part

She smiled and asked him with same melodious voice “Ain’t you waiting for me here!” . He felt like getting caught, then eventually spoke “Who are you?”
“Does it matter? I was too looking for you.”
“Me! Why? Do you know me?”
“If you don’t mind can we walk” she touched his hand. He almost fainted, her touch was so tender and smooth, he lost his consciousness.
“Are you new to Ely?”
“From last 5 years, I am working in downtown.”
“Never seen ya before. Anyway what you do?”
“Crime Journalist”
“Sounds interesting”
He was holding her hand tightly. Her hand was so cold, despite wearing long Jacket, inside he was shivering.
“What you do?”
She just smiled, he was dumbstruck, she was so white and her long black hairs were drifting in air.
“Are you covering the famous serial killer of Becky Peak?” She asked with so coldness, that he stumbled.
“Who are you?” He asked leaving her hand. He suddenly looked around himself, within short time they were near some park. It was little foggy so he could not make out where exactly they were. “What is this place?” He asked looking around everything.
She smiled and tried to hold his hand “Don’t you find me attractive?”
He tried not to hold her, but something in him tighten the grip on her fingers. “What are you doing to me?” He started to feel the strangeness in the air.
“Don’t you realize what is all about Josh!” Her voice is stiff now.
“Josh!” He repeated.. “I am not Josh!”.. suddenly he was finding difficult to stand.. fog was getting more dense. He felt her grip started to lose.
“I know!” There was sadness in her voice.. he could hear her slow sobbing.
Suddenly she loosen her hand and started to ran. “Hey tell me who are you?” He ran before her, but he found he almost lost his all energy and just fallen. Blood was oozing out of his deep cut in head, he was losing conscious every minute.

From a distance she turned back, looked at him, smiled. She started to move towards him, took his cold and almost dead hand. “Josh.. no you are not Josh.. no “ She was loud then started to cry. Her wail was getting louder with the dense white fog. Next moment, she stopped crying, she started walking towards the cemetery which was getting visible after fog was getting thin. After a while she disappeared, he was still lying in the blood, slowly he was losing his breath and getting numb.