First fanfic! Be nice!

"James! JAMES" someone hissed in the dark.

James sat up, and succeeded in banging is head on the top of the ceiling. "What do you want now?" he snarled." This is the third time you've woken me up, Red!"

Red Kelly whispered back," Sorry mate, but I heard something walking around up there."

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James by now had lit the lantern, and was staring at the trap-door that they had snuck through to hide. It had been six hours in this stupid place. Suddenly, a creaking came from above, and James shut the lantern .He thought back to the start of his "vacation". He had gone to Ireland to visit Clare Island and Red had wanted to tag along to visit his relatives. But, there was no such thing as a vacation as long as there was an adventure. Of course, something happened. A mansion with a secret, high up in the wisps of the foggy air. The ghost of a mad murderer loomed over the town of Ballytoohy More. (Yes it's a real place!)

The footsteps creaked away, leaving an ominous silence. As bad as James wanted to scream and run away, he knew he had to find out what was happening. Finally, as he could stand the darkness no longer, he slowly lifted the lantern cover off again. Red look frighteningly pale as James turned to see him.

"What?" his voice cracked as Red continued to look behind him. What he saw as he turned around almost made him scream inn terror.