Glass shattering into pieces. Many footsteps. A single door being slammed open. Blood. So much blood. It's Red. Red Everywhere! DEATH'S COLOR!


"Are you alright April?" said the girl with straight black hair. She looked at her sister who was on the bed having woken up drenched in sweat.

"Yeah Rayne, it's just the same dream I-"

"Get over it. It happened a few years ago," interrupted Rayne. April glared at her for a second then got off the bed getting dressed.

"You think I don't know that. I was right there. It happened right in front of my frickin' eyes! I just wish I could have done something .I felt so useless, "April stated as she stared at her clenched fist in anger Rayne sighed.

"I know. I feel the same way you do, but that's not going to change anything that happened. All we can do is get better till the day we meet again. Now hurry up, we have a job to do and we can't let our personal feelings get in the way of our work."

The job they're doing was typical. Find out what was happening in the town they're in, ask witnesses and victims questions then go and deal with whatever is causing problems. After that, we leave town and head over to another place with odd happenings. Same old shit.

The case they were dealing with involved a ghost that lured it's victims into drowning themselves. Right, now they were about to go and deal with the ghost.

The ghost was that of a girl named Samantha Durlin. She had drowned in the lake almost 5 years ago. Apparently she wasn't too happy about leaving. She would come in the dead of night, hunting those who dared venture to close to her waters .Leaving no trace of her victims. It's like they just up and disappeared. The victims didn't have much in common. All had been residence here for over ten years. They found out she was buried so that made their job a bit easy. Dig her up, burn the bones, cover their tracks. Sounded simple enough.

"We're finally going to be done with this job," said April as she put on some jeans.

"We haven't been here for that long for you to be complaining already. I'll be waiting outside so hurry,"said Rayne as she left the room. April quickly put her shoes on and took the keys for the room .She left, making sure the door was locked behind her. God only knows what could get in if they didn't.

"Finally." Rayne rolled her eyes as her sister made her way towards her. "Let's go no time to waste." April nodded and followed her sister in to the car.

It didn't take long for them to reach the cemetery. The cemetery's only a few blocks from the motel they're staying at. As soon as they arrived at the cemetery they looked around for any people nearby. Once they saw it was clear, Rayne took a duffel bag from the trunk of the car along with two shovels and they climbed over the gate into the cemetery. April went over first, moving in such a motion, it looked as if it took her almost no effort to get over. She landed on her feet perfectly, smiling at Rayne who glared at her from the other side.

"Oh come now sister. Scared of falling?" April winked and laughed at her sister's fear.

"Kiss my ass," Rayne growled as she threw the duffel and shovels over the gate. Placing her feet in the small section in the middle of the gate, she hoisted herself up and swung her leg over.

"At a girl you're almost there."

Rayne struggled on top. "April I swear, if you do not close your fucking mouth, I'-" her sentence cut off in a scream as she came tumbling down from the top of the gate… landing directly on top of her sister.

"Damn it, Rayne." April moved from under her sister's body, looking down to see if she obtained any serious injury, instead she found her laughing.

"That's what you get for talking shit, bitch." She smiled and held out a hand for help. Reluctantly, April took her hand and helped her to her feet, rolling her eyes.

They went past a few dozen gravestones until they came across the one they were looking for. Rayne set down the duffle bag she had and took out two small electric lanterns. She placed one on each side of the grave. April grabbed one of the shovels while handing the other to Rayne. They started digging. It took them a few hours. But eventually they heard the thud of the coffin below. Clothes covered in dirt and sweating, April dug into the duffle bag and took out salt, throwing it over the dead body. Satisfied that the spirit wasn't around, she poured the gasoline. Rayne lit up a match and threw it into the coffin. They both watched silently as the bones burned.⬲


"I'm going to take a shower. I'm exhausted." Rayne threw her phone and wallet on to the bed. Grabbing a towel and a cigarette, she moved toward the bathroom.

"Go ahead. I'm heading out to the store. Do you want anything?" she shifted through her bag looking for her money.

"Get me a can of Pepsi and a pack of smokes." Rayne called shutting the door behind her. Shortly after, the shower head began to run.

"Gotcha," April whispered as she put on a sweater to hide the dirt on her shirt, took the room keys and left. As she walked to the store she thought about the events that transpired earlier. It seemed things had appeared harder than they should have been.


They had finished reburying the now empty coffin and were just about to leave.

"Look out!" Rayne reacted quickly and dodged. April quickly dug into her pocket for her iron blade.. Samantha was standing behind her, eyes red and face heated. But before either of the sisters could react, the spirit disappeared.

"What the hell! We burned her body. She should be dead," April closed her knife and placed it back in her pocket.

"She is dead. There's no doubt about that, which would mean that the ghost isn't Samantha. Looks like we have to go pay a visit to her dad," said Rayne as she smiled.

"Can I at least take his wallet this time?"

"What? No what's wrong with you? Wait, hold on. Maybe...Okay go ahead but I get some of the money too."

"Yes!" April smiled. She got the duffle bag and they left heading towards their car plotting on the best way to go about relieving the man of his wallet. Hunting only paid so much.


April exited the store holding her lollipop tightly between her teeth, the bag with her sister's things swinging gently. Tomorrow they would go and re-question Samantha's father, but until then…

She crossed the street back to the motel, quickly running up the stairs. All she wanted to do was relax.

She froze when she found the door ajar. Placing her keys back into her sweater, she removed the gun she kept hidden from her waistline. Taking position she kicked open the door. Immediately, she did a room sweep, pointing her gun in every visible direction. Slowly, April made her way into the room, her gun still drawn.

That's when they got her. A foot swept out from behind the door, disarming her gun. Another quickly shot out, but she easily grabbed it and turned causing the man to fall off balance. As he squirmed in slight pain, the other man launched himself at her. She blocked his punches easily, dodging and weaving through his hits. Looking to his waist she saw the gleam of a gun. The man backed up and prepared to charge at her. She merely smiled. Ducking through his arms, she spun around his torso, grabbing his gun in the processes and landing perfectly on his companion, pinning him to the floor in a very awkward position. Waving at the man on the floor , she brought the butt of the gun down on his face knocking him out. Turning she aimed at the other man, who spun from the dizziness of his collision with the far wall.

"FREEZE!" the man froze and raised his hands. "Back up slowly." He followed instructions, moving slowly. To the side of him a door clicked. Rayne ran out of the bathroom, her hair still wet and cascading down her body. Her naked body. She bent her body over brushing her hair violently. Through her hair, you could just see the edge of her breast.

"What the hell is going on?" Rayne brought her head up and froze. There before her sat her sister, staring at her wide-eyed, pointing her gun at an unfamiliar man. Rayne's eyes shot to his as he began to take in her body. Anger rose within her. Not caring what he would see, she shot her leg straight up to his head. She used just enough force to knock him out, his body falling to the floor with a satisfying thump. Silence followed afterwards.

"Will you put some fucking clothes on!"