Chapter One: The Haunt

Annabeth

The night was dark, and cold. I was watching T.V. when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hi, is this Annabeth Chase the person who can see ghosts?" a scared voice asked.

"Ah, yeah." You see, I can see ghosts. I sometimes get calls asking for help to get rid of one in a haunted place.

"I'm Amya Jackson. My brother… he passed away last week. My brother's Percy. My family thinks he's haunting us because we keep hearing his name being whispered. Can you help us?"

"Of course." Amya sounded so young and scared.

"What's your address?"

"5627 Dawnloon St." she answered.

"When should I come?" I asked as I scribbled down her address.

"Now, please?"

"I'm on my way, Amya." That name sounded so familiar…

I got there as fast as I possibly could, and rang the doorbell.

"Hi Annabeth." I recognized her voice as Amya. I was starting to like Amya. She didn't call me or something like that. Her parents welcomed me in. I told them about my experience as a ghost-seer. They told me about Percy. He seemed nice. Amya looked ready to cry thought. It was sad just watching her. Then I heard it for the first time.

"Percy…"

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