Chapter 1

The small girl yelped, attempting to escape another flying object from her mother. Things weren't exactly what you would call "happy" in her house. She hated it here. When mom and dad weren't fighting, either of them would be taking out their hatred for one another on her.

She threw herself out the door, a magazine managing to smack the back of her head.

"AND STAY OUT YOU BRAT!" Her mother screamed.

The child shuddered, then stood up and dusted herself off. The sound of the door slamming made her jump. That girl's name was Richiru Corvus, the daughter of a, well, what do you call it? Bad family? Nah. Something that's much worse than that.

I'm so tired of this. Richiru thought, forcing herself not to breakdown and start crying. Suddenly, she heard laughter across the street. Looking up, she saw those same two boys from school-

the ones who were always mean to her.

"Hey, ghost girl! See any monsters lately?" a boy with blond and red-streaked hair yelled, his friend laughing along with him.

"S-stop it!" Richiru shouted at the two laughing boys, who became quiet instantly. "They aren't monsters! They're my friends, and they do exist! You're just not lucky enough to be able to see them!"

"What did you say brat?" The (blond) older boy, Yale shouted. He stalked up to Richiru, who cried out as he gripped her by her short, dark-blue hair. "Don't you start giving us a speech on our good luck! Look at yourself for a change! Hahaha!" Yale forcefully yanked the whimpering child's hair with him, dragging the shivering creature into the street.

After dragging her along for what seemed like hours, Yale's friend Moris backing him up, they finally stopped. "W-where are we-" Richiru's head was jerked painfully backwards so that she could see what she was standing in front of. Corvus shrieked out in pain again as he let go of her head, Moris kicking her painfully in the back so that she scraped her hands and knees on the rough ground.

"Dammit bitch! Can't you look up for a change? Why don't you smile?" Yale laughed crazily, grabbing her roughly by the arm and pulling her up. He grabbed her hand and placed a flashlight into it. Then he took a small, silver object from his jeans pocket and stuffed it in her skirt pocket.

Richiru stood there dazedly, barely paying any attention at all to Yale. Her attention was trained on the apartment building in front of her. Neon-yellow police tape was lining the gate all around it, and the shadows caused by the setting sun gave it an eerie look. But she knew that there was something not right about it. Something sad.

"Heh, prove to us that ghosts are real!" Yale exclaimed, Moris pushing her towards the building.

"B-but, body parts were found here-"

"There'll be more for the police to find if you don't do it." Yale hissed it her face. Richiru began to sweat in fear, and her eyes widened she saw Moris pull something out from the thick, baggy jacket he wore despite the hot weather. A gun.

"So, will you do it now~?" Yale questioned in a sickeningly sweet voice which basically dripped sarcasm.

"Yes!" The girl whispered, paying more attention to the gun Moris held than the actual dare itself.

"Good!" Yale exclaimed delightedly. Richiru relaxed when she saw Moris put the gun away. "What I want you to do is go through the building and take a picture of every room. There are a total of 9." He held up nine of his fingers and began speaking as though he were conversing with a baby.

"Then, when you get to the 9th room, which is the attic, I want you to go to the far right corner of the room. Then without looking up,- " Yale pointed a finger above his head. "I want you to look down and pick up the first object you see."

"Okay!" she said, trying her best to be brave and stand tall.

"Tch, brat." She heard Moris mutter.

"We'll be waiting."

Richiru ignored it and ducked her head underneath the yellow tape, running towards the house.

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I'll update soon as possible~!

~TVB