So, this is my first SPN fic so please do not bash me if my ghost parts are not the greatest. I am not the best at writing scary and am trying my best. But anyways, I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I own no SPN anything, I only own my own OCs.

Chapter 1

"Okay Jackie, Kill Fuck Marry: Tim, Oliver, Connor," Carly asked her best friend and roommate Jackie. The two girls were in their room. It was Saturday night around 11:30. The two were Juniors at The University of Northern Maine, .

"Oh please, give me a hard one. Kill Connor because he's a douche, fuck Tim because he is bangin', and marry Oliver so I can have all the sex I want," Jackie answered. She flipped her medium length dirty-blonde hair over her shoulder and pushed her glasses up her nose to in front of her blue eyes. She usually wore her contacts, but because they were going to bed soon, she opted for her glasses.

"Speaking of Connor the asshole, I'm still surprised at how well you've been handling the break up," Carly stated. She also had glasses that rested in front of her blue eyes, and her hair was significantly longer and darker brown. She was also taller than her friend. Jackie was about 5'2" while she was 5'8".

"We broke up over a month ago. I am so over it," Jackie told her. "Besides, I'm glad to be rid of him."

"What exactly happened between the two of you?"

"Oh, you know, he found some other ho of the month and his interest moved."

"Like I said girl, you want him gone, I can make that happen."

Jackie laughed. "Thanks. But I'm fine, real-" She was interrupted by the light flickering. "Carly, have you even changed the bulb since last year?"

"Yes Mom. I changed it last month."

"Then why is it-" The light started flickering even more until it finally went out. "Look, it's no problem. It must've been a faulty bulb," Jackie tried to reassure her friend, and herself. "Let's just get Aaron to drive us to Hannafords and buy a new one."

The two moved to the door, and when they opened it, they saw that it wasn't just the one bulb that was out. The whole hall was dark and other people were out there, wondering what was going on.

The R.A. was walking down the hall with a flashlight telling everyone to go back in their rooms and that she was going to check the fuse in the basement.

"See, it's just a blown fuse," Carly said. "The power will be back on any second." They walked back in the room and waited for the lights to come back on.

"Shouldn't Erin have found the fuse by now?" Jackie questioned after 30 minutes.

"Well, it's probably even darker in the basement. She must be having a hard time finding it," Carly suggested.

"Maybe we should go help."

"Why?"

"Like you said, she probably can't find it on her own. And two flashlights are better than one."

Carly sighed. "You're right," she groaned. Jackie grabbed her flashlight and they made their way to the basement. "Huh, I guess it's just our hall that went out." As they stepped into the lobby, they saw all the lights on.

"But it's dark down here," Jackie pointed out, opening the door to the basement.

"Electricity is confusing." Jackie nodded and the two headed downstairs.

"Erin?" Jackie called out, shining her flashlight around. "We came down to help you. We figured you couldn't find the fuse box."

"And also, you know, two flashlights are better than one," Carly also called out.

"Hey, don't steal my phrase."

"I'm not stealing it, I'm repeating it. There is a difference."

"There is no difference. You took the line I said and used it as your own."

"Are you accusing me of-"

"Wait." Jackie stopped suddenly.

"What?"
"I…I thought I saw something move. Erin?" She moved her flashlight to the area of the room where she thought she saw something. But there was nothing there. But when she moved her flashlight over a few feet, she saw something that made her scream.

"What is it?" Carly looked over too and her eyes went wide. She covered her mouth before she screamed as well. They saw Erin on the floor, eyes wide open and blood dripping from her mouth and neck. There were long, deep scratches on her throat. Carly immediately pulled Jackie away, knowing Jackie would probably be scared out of her mind. She pushed her up the stairs and slammed the door behind them.

"What's wrong?" Ryan, another R.A., asked the girls, very concerned.

"Erin's dead!" Jackie exclaimed, breathing very heavily.

Ryan's face turned pale. "What?" he questioned, very quietly.

"It's true," Carly told him, rubbing Jackie's back, who was now close to hyperventilating. "She's downstairs." Ryan ran past them and went down into the basement. When he came back up, he was on the phone with 911. Within minutes, paramedics and police arrived and were bringing Erin's body up and keeping back everyone that came to see what was going on. Gasps and screams came from the crowd when they saw Erin's body. The paramedics put her in a body bag and took her to the ambulance.

Word had gotten out that Jackie and Carly were the ones to find her, so a group was gathered around them asking multiple questions.

"Okay kids, give them some space," a police officer said, breaking through the crowd to the two girls. "We need to talk to you both for a moment." They followed him outside. Even though it was April, it was Maine so the two that were dressed in shorts and tank top pajamas were still cold. "We just have a few questions for you girls." The two just nodded and he took out a notebook. "Alright. So, was the deceased still alive when you found her?"

"No. She was dead," Jackie said softly, looking down and her arms crossed. Carly put an arm around her friend.

"Sorry. She's just the one who saw her first," Carly apologized for her.

"Of course. I fully understand. Second question, have either of you seen anyone suspicious lurking around recently? Or know of someone who would want to do this to her?"
"No, there's been no one new around. And I don't know anyone who would want to hurt Erin. She's so…she was so sweet."

"And you saw no murder weapon near the body?"
"There was nothing. Just her."

"Okay. Thank you girls. That's it for now."

"No problem." The officer walked away and the girls just stood there for a minute, Jackie unable to move. "Come on Jacks, let's get back inside." And they walked back into the dorm building.

After about 20 minutes, the crowds had thinned out, so Jackie and Carly were able to go back to their room. They were glad to see that the lights were back on. They decided to sleep with a light on that night.

As they lied in bed, Jackie spoke up, "I should have told them."

"Told who what?"
"The police. I should have told them what I saw."

"What did you see?"
"Well, more like what I thought I saw. But I swear there was something down in the basement."

"But there was nothing there."

"You know the stories everyone tells about this dorm. What if they're true?"
"That's crazy Jackie. None of those stories are true. It's just what we tell freshman to scare them."

"But what if-"

"Jackie, don't worry. Nothing is haunting the dorm."

"Okay." She didn't sound like she believed it.

They both just laid silently in their beds until somehow they fell asleep.

So, that's chapter 1. What do you think so far? The brothers are coming very soon, I promise! Just keep reading and please review!