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The first page had an innocent looking picture of Billie at a young age, along with her birth date at the very bottom.

At first sight, it seemed like a diary, but the printed letters, complexity and straightforwardness of the following page proved me wrong.

'During a handful of decades, an ancient spirit was known for supposedly haunting Scottish women, who gave birth to female twins, and their families.

Owing to that matter, mothers used to behead one of their own newborns if both infants were identified as females.

Still, It was all considered a phantom, full of over exaggerated lies for most years, since the form of the spirit was never really identified.

They called it blohsh.

Allegedly, the initial phase was possessing one of the fetuses in the uterus, just 12 weeks into the gestation period. That caused a mutation in the infant, turning it into an intersexual human being.

At some cases, the mother would have symptoms like periodic hallucinations or an episode of nightmares, and others, the possession would not be noticed until the child completed a full year of existence.

After mothers freaked out over their child being supposedly born with the wrong genital and killing them, the one twin who was left was denominated as 'superstes'.

Those were the survivors, while another group of babies, 'angelus', seemed to be immune to the ancient demon.

While the kids who were one with the evil spirit were visually loud or prominent, rebel and having possession of varied 'powers', the immune ones had a soft glow on them, being usually shy, naive, responsible and in very rare cases, also having possession of powers.

Yet again, no one believed in such thing as demon possessions or kids having inhumane abilities, so it was ignored for quite a long time.

Until the birth of Billie Eilish Pirate Baird O'Connell.'

"Billie let you in here?" Melanie's voice was heard behind me, causing me to almost instantly shut the notebook.

"no" i replied whilst standing up, only noticing the paper cut on my finger moments later, "who'd you get in?"

"the door was opened" her eyebrows lowered, confusing me for brief moments before my focus got back to what actually mattered.

"you told me about Billie the other day..." i started, stopping her from reaching the door, "what did you mean by 'different?'"

At the question, Melanie seemed to get suddenly nervous.

"i don't know what you're talking about"

"you told me that they weren't anger issues and Billie told me that therapy isn't able to solve her problems" i persisted, "what the fuck are you hiding?"

Her eyes then landed on the notebook that was laid on the table as she only seemed to get even more nervous.

"please don't tell me that you read it" a disappointment look made its way to her face.