Okay this is a new story not too shure 'bout it but it was annoying me and getting in the way of my other story so maybe if I can get this one out my other should be done sooner (is that even a word?)

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Jessica was an average person. Average life. Average home. But her job was a little less average because she works for the top news team of 2006 and they were trying to make it like that for '07. So being the underdog of the news crew she had to be sent out to Ireland to get the story on the missing teens.

She shouldn't be doing this. Her mind told her, but it was ignored. She was supposed to be at home watching her favorite soap and eating whatever junk food she could find in her flat.

But no. She was working on their latest story at 12:00 pm about some teens that disappeared around an old castle with vines up and down the sides of it. The outer stones were crumbling from erosion, but still standing. Which was now right in front of her. And of course it was raining with lightning.

Jessica inhaled deeply. The camera guy was with her at least. Torch in hand she opened the old wooden door open. It creaked very loudly

"Erie" The cameraman commented.

Out of the rain she looked around. The place was covered in dust hadn't the owner cleaned? Or even been here? No footprints so that would be a negative.

Old paintings covered the walls mostly of a woman and two little girls. Jessica stopped and looked at one of the pictures with two little girls.

One of the girls were wearing a blue dress. She had blonde hair and the bluest of eyes. The other one was in a twin dress but an emerald color that matched her eyes. She had ginger hair. Actually the girls looked like twins aside from the hair and eyes. Just for the briefest moment Jessica thought she could here little girls laughing.

"Did you hear that, Chase?" She asked her companion

"Hear what?" the cameraman- Chase- responded

"Nothing, must have been an echo" Chase just shrugged and kept on walking. But something in the back of her mind felt that this wasn't right.

Chase and Jessica walked down an ever twisting hallway until the came to the side of grate fork stair well that looked like it came out of the Cinderella movie. The little sun that was lighting the day was coming through vertical windows, who's drapes had long decayed away. Chase whistled in awe.

"We're going up there?" He asked. She shined her torch around the stairs through the cobwebs and dust they kicked up, and sighed. Anything not to be the underdog. Right?

"Yep" She decided.

As they walked up the first part of the steps there was another picture of the girls. Only this time there was a woman with the children. She had long black curly hair, which reached the middle of her back. She was wearing a crimson dress. And as Jessica moved her eyes seemed to follow her.

As she and Chase climbed to the second floor of the Castle they chose to go right first. After a few more twist and turns they ended up at a hallway full of doors. Jessica and Chase glanced at each other with nervous expressions, and then looked back at the doors. The one on the left was the closet.

"Lets try the fist one," She said putting that prick in her mind again. Chase nodded.

Inch by inch she slowly reached for the handle. Scared to find what was behind the door, she took a deep inhale of breath that got stuck. Then…Nothing the door was locked. She jiggled it again. Nothing. Did a bit of pulling and pushing. Nope it wouldn't budge.

So she tried the next. Same. Then the next, and so on. All the same.

" Chase you come try maybe I'm not strong enough" She said upset.

Chase came to the door she was currently standing at and tried. Once again, nothing.

She let out an angry groan "How are we supposed to get a story when were locked out!"

Just then a strong wind rushed up. Creating wind, like a tornado. Every door opened and slammed repeatedly. She had to cover her ears. And then what Jessica saw made her scream.

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Okay now that that's out I'll start again working on my other story. Now review!