
The Fugitives
Who will keep them safe?
For over a year, lost souls came to me, desperate to be heard. But their visits weren’t just about telling their stories—they were a distraction. While Candle Face’s shadows stood guard, some souls slipped away, taking refuge in my attic.
Now, thirty-one remain. Hidden, but not safe. The Master Shadow is searching for them, and time is running out.
This investigation is no longer about the past. It’s about protecting those who escaped, and finding the people who will shield them from Candle Face and her Master Shadow.
Who will keep them safe?
Candle Face Chronicles has always evolved with each new revelation. It began with two parts: Genesis and The Lost Souls. Now that Genesis has become Isabel: The Forgotten Daughter of La Llorona, and the lost souls no longer visit, the story has entered a new phase: The Fugitives.
At first, I believed the lost souls were coming for help. But now I realize they were buying time—distracting the Master Shadow while others escaped. Those escapees are now hiding in plain sight, sealed in scrolls, but they are still being hunted.
That realization came the night I packed away my crystal ball and saw something through the glass that changed everything. Shadowy figures—over thirty of them—hiding in my attic. When I went upstairs, they were waiting for me.
These weren’t lost souls seeking testimony. They were something else: Fugitives.
They didn’t speak in words. They imprinted their story—emotionally, visually—directly into my mind. They had used the upstairs portal to escape, and their combined energy had overwhelmed the space. That’s what caused the flickering lights—not a signal, but a surge. Too much spiritual energy in my attic at once. It had drawn the Master Shadow’s attention. That’s why he came. He sensed them.
I hid them in bottles first to shield their energy. It worked—for a while. But it wouldn’t hold. Not against him.
That’s when I made the change.
At first, I hid them in bottles to shield their energy. It worked—but the solution felt fragile. The glass could break. The corks could fail. I couldn’t risk their energy leaking out.
So I moved them.
Each fugitive was transferred into a scroll. The parchment holds their soul. The ink holds their voice.
I thought that would be enough. But paranormal investigators and mediums warned me: if all the scrolls stay in one place, the Master Shadow will find them.
So I scattered them.
Each scroll now rests with someone willing to keep it hidden from Candle Face and her Master Shadow.
But hiding them isn’t the only way to protect them.
The scrolls weren’t made to sit in silence.
If you’ve been asked to keep one, it means I trust you. But more than that, the Fugitives need your voice. They escaped Candle Face’s lair for a reason. They didn’t choose safety—they chose exposure. They chose to be seen, remembered, and talked about.
This isn’t just about hiding them. It’s about keeping their stories alive until we, as a community, find a way to set them free.
Talk about them. Share what you feel. Bring them into your space—your podcast, your readings, your research, your book clubs. Their presence is part of the protection.
Let’s keep them safe. But let’s also keep them heard.
That’s a fair question.
Yes, talking about the Fugitives brings attention. But silence is more dangerous.
The Master Shadow doesn’t track names—he tracks energy. When a scroll sits quietly for too long, its energy settles. That makes it easier to detect. But when the story is moving—shared, talked about, protected across different spaces—it becomes nearly impossible to follow.
This isn’t about exposure. It’s about motion. The scrolls need to stay alive in memory and conversation.
Keep them safe. But don’t keep them quiet.
Some have raised these questions: What if this is exactly what Candle Face wanted?
What if scattering the scrolls only spreads her power?
But I don’t believe that. I believe if the right people protect them, we can stop her from pulling them back.
Still, some in the paranormal community—investigators, mediums, even a few who’ve helped me before—begun to suspect something else entirely.
They ask: What if these Fugitives aren’t fugitives at all? What if they’re her Shadows in disguise?
What if they’ve tricked me into spreading them?
And what if I’ve been helping Candle Face all along—first by telling her story, and now by carrying her across the country one scroll at a time?
I don’t want to believe that. I want to believe I’m helping them.
But I also know this: Candle Face doesn’t need to be worshiped to grow stronger. She only needs to be remembered.
And we may not have much time.
He’s already been here—twice. Searching. Watching.
Does Candle Face know they’re missing? Or is the Master Shadow acting on his own? If my suspicion is right, these souls were his responsibility. And this failure isn’t mine. It’s his.
This is no longer just an investigation.
It’s a fight to free them once and for all.
Will you help?
If you've taken in a scroll, are tracking the story, or believe you’ve noticed something others missed—please don’t stay silent.
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Even now, pieces of this story are still falling into place.
Thank you for helping keep them safe.