Hey, it's been really really long since I last wrote something. College, exams, health crashed down on me all at once and to top it all off I had terrible writer's block. This is something I wrote to get over it. While I admit that this isn't the best outcome, I worked hard. So your reviews would be very encouraging. Bye!
I DO NOT OWN GHOST HUNT!
It had been 10 minutes since Martin parked the car in front of the orphanage and neither of the two adults were ready to get down. Luella touched the locket of the chain around her neck.
Sensing the unease and nervousness from his wife, Martin held his wife's hand and gave it a small squeeze, giving her a comforting smile.
"It's going to be fine," he assured her.
"I know," she replied, smiling back. With this both of them got down the car and headed inside.
It didn't take much time for Martin to start talking to the children and entertain them. The children gathered around him asking him all kinds of questions about the paranormal and he was telling them the stories with gestures and actions. Luella smiled at the scene as she unconsciously touched the locket of her chain around her neck. He was a natural.
Luella stood watching as the children flocked to her husband when her eyes suddenly landed on a boy who stood at the farthest corner of the room facing the wall.
"Strange boys, he and his brother are," said a lady walking up to the confused Luella. She was an elderly woman with white hair and a kind face. The woman held out her hand for Luella to shake.
"I'm Margaret Walker, the head matron," the woman introduced herself as they shook hands.
"Luella Davis," Luella introduced herself.
"Read quite a lot about your husband's work. He must be quite brave to work on the paranormal," the woman said with a smile. Luella expected to give her that particular 'look' which most people gave her after they come to know about Martin's work.
"You are taking it well," Luella commented, taken aback. The woman only smiled at Luella's comment and turned to look at the boy who was facing the wall with a worried look.
"I would have looked at you strangely if I would have met you before the twins," she said as she tried to remember something.
"They were brought in from a different orphanage three years ago. Always together, holding hands. It was almost not normal. But who could blame them, they were as thin as a pole and never spoke," the woman said.
"Miss Walker, you said you wouldn't have believed in my husband's profession if you would have met me before the twins. Why did you say that?" Luella questioned. She was clearly missing something.
"Mrs. Davis, why don't you try talking to the boy," she suggested. Luella couldn't say anything to this, she didn't mind getting to know the boy but what the head matron said got her thinking. She walked up to the boy quietly and tried not to scare him. A black shirt with orange shorts and messy black hair was all she saw of the little boy. Luella kneeled behind him so that she matched his height.
"Hey there, are you okay?" she tried to sound as gentle as she could. What she saw next took her breath away. The most beautiful eyes of dark blue stared right back into her light blue eyes. What really caught her off guard was the complete lack of emotion in the boy's face. He turned to look at her and nodded in answer for her question.
"Why aren't you playing with the others? Isn't your brother here with you?" she asked him. He only looked at the children once and immediatly looked back at her. And for the first time the boy had showed her some emotion since the time she had started talking to him, but it really shocked her. The boy looked shaken and frightened.
"P-Playing makes me scared..." he trailed off, bowing his head and clutching his shorts. Something told Luella to change the subject but why would he be scared of playing? Luella slowly moved closer and placed a comforting hand on his small back.
"That's fine, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to," she reassured him, rubbing his small back slowly. She let out an inward sigh of relief when the boy started to calm down. When he finally looked up at her, he was staring at something behind her.
"Who is that boy?" the black haired boy questioned curiously pointing at someone behind her. When Luella turned to look, no one was there.
"Where?" she asked confused. He looked behind her again.
"Right behind you. He has pretty eyes, just like yours." This confused Luella even more. For a moment, she thought he was making it all up.
"But there isn-..." and then it clicked. Eyes just like hers...no, it couldn't be that. Luella's heartbeat quickened. This boy...she needed to know more. Before she could ask him another question, one of the caretakers came in yelling.
"MISS WALKER! IT'S THE BOY AGAIN, THE THINGS ARE FLYING!" she screamed and every caretaker, including the head matron rushed off in the same direction from where the other caretaker came in running. Martin looked at Luella with confusion, calming down the children. When she turned to look at the boy, he looked pale and terrified.
"Hey, it's going to be fine..." she tried to tell him when he whispered something.
"E.C...It's E.C..." And without another word he took off in the same direction.