The sun hung low in the skies on Friday afternoon. School had just ended and, Melissa was in the background playing fetch with her dogs. She smiled when Jesse brought her the chewed-on tennis ball. Melissa stroked his fur before hurling the ball across the yard. Her cellphone had been placed in a chair on the porch, forgotten until it started ringing. Tossing the ball to the side, Melissa jogged over and snatched up Her phone. She then answered it without checking the caller ID because she knew who was calling.

"Hey, Shaggy,"

"Hey, Melissa we've got a case,"

"I figured, where to this time," Melissa asked as she threw the ball again after Marley brought it to her.

"A place called Hart Valley,"

"Never heard of it,"

"Me neither"

"How soon until you guys get here?"

"Twenty minutes,"

Hanging up the phone, Melissa gave a whistle calling her dogs inside. Jenny was working late so, Melissa sent her a text before packing her bags. Loading up her science things was tedious. Finally annoyed, Melissa went through the junk closet. She was pleased to find a baby blue suitcase she could use. After getting permission from Jenny she filled it with her things, through her bag over her shoulder and marched out the door. The Mystery Machine pulled up shortly after. Climbing into the back Melissa put her bag down, dug out her MP3 player, put in earbuds and let the music distract her from the drive ahead.

Hart Valley was a very small town. Its population was about 450 people. Most of these people were farmers. This was quite clear, there were rows of corn and cattle grazing in the pastures. The Mystery Machine drove through the dirt roads with little problem. When the gang finally reached the tiny inn, Melissa was greatly relieved to stretch her aching legs. After checking in and unloading their luggage from the van the group of teens went to the sheriff station to get the full story. Along the way, they noticed the scarce amount of people milling about. Some of the houses they passed were in really poor shape. The question was, why?

Arriving at the station, they quickly filed inside. Melissa looked around, not finding much at all. There were police officers on break nearby. Beside them was a small tube TV with poor quality, showing some old black and white movie. The tiled floor was marred with stains of varying degrees, it smelt musty and, Melissa rolled her eyes. Had this place been decorated in the fifties? She turned her attention back to the front of the room just as the sheriff arrived. When Melissa saw him she thought one thing: Moutain Man.

"Ah, you must be Mystery Incorporated, I'm Sheriff Johnson. It's a pleasure to meet ya," The sheriff greeted in the thickest southern accent Melissa had ever heard.

Fred nodded and made the introductions before asking what the problem was.

"Every night these bizarre storms arrive out of nowhere and well, I'm inclined to believe it's the work of something er, otherworldly," The Sheriff explained.

"How so?" Velma inquired while she took notes.

"Well, the storms happen and then people tend to lose their marbles afterward,"

"It sounds like quite the conundrum," Daphne nodded.

"Well, that's why we're here," Fred commented.

"Like, here we go," Shaggy sighed as the gang turned to leave.

The gang returned to the inn due to the late hour at which they had arrived. It was time for supper anyhow. After getting directions to the nearest diner the gang set off again to go eat and interview the townsfolk. The latter was something Shaggy and Scooby-Doo wanted no part in. Melissa didn't care about that, all she wanted was food. The dinner was nothing too spectacular. A flickering neon sign read Charlie's. There were very few cars beside the van in the parking lot. Inside the diner an old song whose name no one could remember played from an ancient jukebox. Melissa and the gang took a seat in a booth near a streak-filled window. The only waitress in the entire dinner came and handed them menus while she took their drink orders.

While her friends skimmed the menu for something suitable to eat Melissa observed the other patrons. A family of three, a chubby truck driver with greasy hair and, an older woman with a purse dog. By the time the waitress who was not much older than Melissa returned with their drinks Melissa was bored to death. Night was falling and as of yet, there were no bizarre storms in sight. As Melissa munched on her cheeseburger she hoped something would happen. She got her wish as lightning filled the skies and a green ghost appeared.

It seemed the mystery had begun.

What? You didn't think the last story was the end of the series, did you? Melissa and the gang are back and this time they're teaming up with everyone's favorite ghost boy DANNY PHANTOM. You may geek out now. Oh, Ive got more surprises coming just wait and see. In the meantime please leave a review.