So, that happened.

She's recovering, more or less. Everyone's okay. Everyone's fine. I mean, she's not okay. Definitely not. But physically, sure. Mentally? On the downside.

Not like that's new or anything.

She's not sure what to think of it all. Sunshine's looked back over the footage more times than she can count and it just — none of it makes sense. Well, it does. Kind of. But not really.

It's a little weird, the shift of energy in the house. It's not as dark, not like before, when her mother had been... well, under the influence of a demonic force (She really doesn't want to say the word). Uncle Tommy is still here, thank God, and he's really helping out. Her mother is happy again. Just like old times, and it makes her heart swell, truly.

Everything is finally going back to normal, and it's all she's ever wanted.

But, well, about the video. Y'know. Sacrifice sight thingy. Anyway, she feels... there's not really a word for what she feels. It's like a heavy lump in her stomach. Like, like a fat man sitting on her chest.

Sunshine remembers when she stood up and the bag was taken off, clearly Victoria was — well, gone — but then she rewatched the footage and her throat was kinda, um, yeah. Slashed? It was a very bloody and frightening sight, and looking at it brings her back to that place, to the rain drizzling over her body and the screams whipping through the wind behind her.

She'd gone back, though. For some reason the weird dagger-knife thingy was gone. But Victoria wasn't there. In fact, there was no trace of the excorcism at all. Anyone stumbling by would just admire the beauty of the clearing.

Sunshine, well. All she can think of it is darkness. She never wants to return, and never will.

So. Yeah. Victoria is gone. She hasn't been passing by the house or anything, either. Sunshine wants to find her, but she isn't even sure where to start. No last name, no given address, no known family... it's dead ends everywhere.

And there's still that other lingering option, but Sunshine really, really doesn't want to think of that.

Victoria can't be dead, right?

Well. Time to move on.

The demon — she's pretty sure the demon had decided to take on the form of her mother because that's.. who he was — that damn word, you know it, so his human form looked a lot like her. That was equally creepy, seeing Kat's face morphed like that, but she knows it wasn't really her mother. She's not scared, not anymore.

Thank God.

Lastly, well, Creepy Guy. She has a lot of questions about him that she needs to answer, but just like Victoria, doesn't know where to begin. Like, at all.

What does she know, though? He's the same guy from the abandoned house that she'd gone to alone a few weeks back. Very crazy. Insane and disturbing. That's why she's calling him Creepy Guy. But she still wants to know why he was at the site. Does he have something to do with the cult? Why does he know so much about her father? That's — weird. Definitely weird. He kept talking about him, like he knew him.

Shit. Maybe he does.

And, most of all, why did he call her that word? Luiseach? That must mean something, but she's not really sure. Sunshine will have to do some digging. Later. Not right now. She still needs to recover and get all of that ghost nonsense out of her mind.

Relaxing.

Ah. Sounds really, really nice.

Oh, why the hell not?
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Uncle Tommy is leaving.

But uh, they're sharing stories on the back porch. At least, her mom and Uncle Tommy are. Sunshine smiles as she listens along, partly because these tales are amusing, but also because she's so happy to have her real mother back.

It's refreshing. Those months had been dark. Now, everything feels light. Even the day is crystal clear and the soft breeze feels nice brushing against her skin.

Warmth. It floods her senses.

"So, how are you guys all feeling?" Sunshine questions, crossing her legs and gazing at her two family members. Or, one family member. One, technically not, but he's still counted as one.

"Oh, us?" Kat points to Uncle Tommy and herself.

"Everybody else too!" Sunshine quips, waiving her hand across the empty backyard.

Her mother rolls her eyes. "I thought you meant them." She raises a brow at the camera and slouches back in the lawn chair.

Uncle Tommy laughs. "All the people out," he jokes.

Sunshine snickers along, gazing across the other side of the vacant glass table. "Rick, Moe, scoot over."

"Yeah." Kat shrugs but grins. "I feel good."

Who wouldn't, after being —? Okay, okay. Possessed. She's finally getting over it all. No judging.

"Good," Uncle Tommy agrees, nodding. "I feel like I came at a pretty crazy time in your life."

"Yeah you did."

"A lil' bit," Kat snorts. "Nothin' like drama for Uncle Tommy."

"Yeah. A — normal.. situation." Uncle Tommy takes his drink in one hand.

"Always happens with us."

"We're just, always, hectically crazy," Sunshine continues, wiggling her eyebrows.

"How are you feeling?" Her mother looks at her with the mom eyes and Sunshine presses her lips together into a soft smile.

"I am good," she replies, slowly. "I was a little — what's the word I'm looking for — hesitant..? To.. talk about it more? But I'm better now, so. Yeah." A pause. "Uncle Tommy leaves tomorrow." She mimicks a dog whimpering.

"I don't think you should leave," Kat jokes, brushing a hand through her auburn hair.

"Okay," he agrees.

"Okay, I'll just stay." Sunshine wheezes.

"You came all this way. You should stay longer." Kat looks at him.

"I have to get back for a little while at least," he says.

"Don't you have like a job or something? To keep you living there?" Sunshine smirks.

"Yeah. Whatevs."

"I don't have one, it's fine. McDonalds is always hiring."

He laughs. "Maybe I'll sell shirts, too."

She gasps. "Yeaaah!

Kat smiles. "It'll say Uncle Tommy."

"So!" Sunshine claps. "Do you have any imparting wisdom? For the little YouTubers?"

"Uh oh. Remember they're young," her mother banters.

"Let me give some good amazeball wisdom here." Uncle Tommy sits up and breathes out dramatically. "Really, it's just, you know, make sure that Sunshine is — okay. And if she — y'know —"

"Isn't," she snorts.

"Isn't," he smiles, "or if I miss a video and somethin' horrible happens — email me. Let me know so I can —"

"Wait, who email you?" Kat cuts in.

"You want everybody to have your email?"

He points to both females. "You email me, you email me."

"You just wanna give your email address out there?" Kat cocks a brow and waves her hand to the camera.

"You know what, I don't care, if it keeps you safe, yeah, yeah." He smiles and leans back, letting the rays of light spray over his face.

"That's.. weird, but I'll think about putting that in the little box down below. Maybe." She shrugs.

"It's just so weird to me how this hole thing has come so full circle." His lips twitch.

"What do you mean?" Kat asks.

"Well, just — how, you were so into the paranormal when we were kids and stuff."

"Me?" her mother laughs.

"You were into the paranormal?" Sunshine grins. Oh, this is entertaining.

"Yes," Uncle Tommy says, while Kat denies it at the same time

"Oh, please!"

"Whaaat?"

"You were totally into this stuff!" He sets his glass down and looks at her, blown away. "You told me the aliens abducted you!"

Kat waves her hand and Sunshine bursts out in shocked laughter.

"You — do not even pretend!" he goes on.

"No! No, he's a little dramatic," Kat argues, trying not to smile.

"You told me they spoke to you in their alien language!"

Sunshine gasps, wheezing. "No you didn't!" Kat rolls her eyes. "Oh, man."

"He's — being dramatic." She looks away, amused.

"She is so lying to you!"

Sunshine smirks. "So, do you believe in it now?"

Kat tilts her head from side to side. "Aliens? No."

Uncle Tommy cracks up.

"I'm not — I mean, the paranormal, woman."

"Obviously! Yes." Again... whole possessed thing.

"You know, when I really noticed the big change in you," Uncle Tommy begins, "was after you got back from your, uh, little disappearing act you did there."

Sunshine chokes. "Her what?"

Uncle Tommy's eyes widen. "She hasn't told you?" Kat shakes her head in the background and kicks her friend's knee.

"You were gone for two years!" he exclaims.

Sunshine's jaw drops.

"Your mom disappeared for two years," he tells her. "She never told you that, hm. Little story for ya."

Kat looks at an invisible watch. "I think you need to go back to the airport."

"Yeah, she was gone for two years and then showed up on my doorstep one day with a little one-year-old baby, guess who that was?"

Her mother leans her head back and groans.

"My twin," Sunshine whispers.

"Not your twin," Uncle Tommy laughs.

"Are you serious?" she asks incredulously. "What?! Mom, where were you?"

She waves her hand and doesn't reply.

Sunshine gasps. "This is when you joined the cult! You're a cultist!"

Uncle Tommy laughs and Kat grunts. "No, enough about the cult! No."

"You and Tom Cruise," he says.

Her mother sighs. "No, I met a boy—"

"Ooo, boy." Sunshine smirks.

"Bad decisions."

"Welcome to the club." She leans back.

Kat raises a brow. "But I got you out of it."

"Oh, yay!"

"So, there was that."

"Speaking of bad decisions, are you gonna stay away from the paranormal stuff now?" Uncle Tommy stares at her.

"Maybe a lil' bit," Sunshine shrugs. "You know, back off a bit." She hesitates. "But I wanna find out what I am."

"What you are?"

"The — the word he used! The — thing, the — Louis — Loochichi..."

"Honey.." Kat shakes her head.

"I think it was, um, Luisecheach," Uncle Tommy adds.

Sunshine laughs and Kat snorts. "I think it was crazy. But, I don't think you need to worry about it honey."

"Was I a drug baby?!"

"You were not a drug baby," she grumbles. "I just blocked it out."

"Why??"

"It — because! It was a crazy time. I was very young, there was a lot going on, I did not disappear."

"You — oh, my God." Uncle Tommy rolls his eyes.

"You did!" Sunshine backs.

"No! You guys all knew where I was —"

"There are so many stories that your mom has not told you, and you know who's going to? This guy, Uncle Tommy, right here."

"I was seventeen —"

And they continue with their ramblings until the sun sets, and good faith is returned to all of their hearts.

Everything is great.

y'all. part 3 is over. NOLAN TIME!