Saw the movie and gave me an idea for this :) Reviews are welcome. Let's see where this goes..
Chapter 1
Elena volunteered to do some research on an old place called Alderdale Hall. She pushed her long blonde hair out of her face. There was a small group of friends of hers that would go there. She knew some of the history. Still it caught her interest enough for her to go. Aside from her job as a writer, she was also a paranormal researcher. Strange things had been reported by many who would pass it by.
The trip was very monotonous with the long flight. One other girl was with them besides herself. The whole time she complained always going to the bathroom or finding an excuse to do something. Thankfully, they arrived before sun down. The person who owned the place allowed them to stay there. The cab dropped them off to the front. No one seemed to be around except for the caretaker who lived near by.
Elena was eager to make it to the front of the old place. The door was already unlocked. The place had such a dark atmosphere about it. Cob webs were everywhere. The place made strange noises that could be heard. Eventually everyone had caught up to her.
He was the first to notice her, knowing he was only a ghost. She looked identical to Edith except for her hair was straight. She had been long gone No matter how much he searched, she was unable to be to found. Thomas wondered if this was god's way of tormenting him. Time seemed to change him, making him a bit more spiritual. He remembered what his sister had done. For years, he had been alone and miserable.
This girl seemed to give him some sort of hope. She looked like his last love, making him almost fall in love all over again. Thomas had to come to the realization that it wasn't her. When she spoke, it was more of a modern accent.
Her mother met her father from England. They decided to move to America when she turned five. Elena was very accustomed to the American ways. Ignoring the others, she walked around leading into a room. There was a bed and a dresser. She laid her bag on it as she looked around. There was a picture that said "Sir Thomas Sharpe." He was dressed in a suit. She smiled at that finding him to be attractive. "Elena," she heard someone calling out to her.
"In here," she yelled back. Sam was a friend of hers. He had dark hair and dark eyes. He was your typical athletic type.
"Whatcha doing?" he asked her.
"Nothing look." she handed him the picture.
"Wow, let me guess. This guy was old and depressed." he joked.
"You have no respect for history," she nudged him.
"What?" She couldn't help, but roll her eyes at him. Thomas was there listening to them talk. Times had changed a lot seeing the type of things they had. They were much more advanced.
"Thomas was known to be the classy type back in his time," she said reading some of the papers on the table.
"You act like you knew the guy." Sam didn't seem to take this as serious as she did.
"I use to do paranormal research before I got a job for the paper. I feel like someone is watching me," she looked around.
"So you're a psychic?"
"No stupid," she said getting annoyed with him. He was there watching her. Thomas remembered Edith being a writer as well. It seemed like too much of his past was coming back. Hopefully, there would be a logical explanation for this. Maybe it was a second chance for him to gain back what he had lost.
She took out her detector that read the temperature changes. "Thomas are you here? I'm not here to hurt you." she spoke. She looked at her detector seeing the temperature change drastically. He was close to her touching her hand as she was holding the detector. He didn't make his self visible, but he was there.
Elena notice her hand getting cold. "Elena," she heard a voice behind her. Sam stood there a little freaked. She turned around seeing no one behind her. Thomas wished he could touch her and that she could see him the way he was before.
Sam left the room leaving her alone. She sat on the bed looking around. Every woman he had been with had been taken from him. He blamed his sister for the damage she has caused. He hasn't forgiven her for killing him. If for any reason there was a chance he could ever live again. Thomas wouldn't make the mistake of allowing his sister to keep him away from who he loved again.
This time he would protect her from harm. Elena sat on the bed in complete silence. She felt something cold along her cheek. Little did she know it was Thomas wanting to touch her. He was there kneeling down to her level looking at her. The way she looked to him was even more beautiful than before.
She got up walking out of the room leaving her stuff there. Everyone must have went elsewhere. Even though she was alone at the moment, she felt like she was still being watched. "Don't be afraid," she heard what sounded like a man's voice. She turned around seeing no one there.
"I'm not afraid," she said to herself. It was already dark. Already, it felt like it was going to be a long night.
She felt the wind blowing into the place making it colder. "Hey where were you?" Cara came up to her.
"Hey, just browsing. Find anything?" she asked.
"No, you?" She had long reddish colored hair and glasses. Cara took her hand leading her to where everyone else was. They were all sitting around eating their sandwiches talking.
"Really this place gives me the creeps." Sam side.
"Yeah, no shit," Don spoke. He was the youngest who came along. Something about this made him want to come along as well. Thomas was there from a distance watching her. He didn't seem to care about anyone in the room but her.
After eating and chatting for a while, she went back upstairs for her stuff. Her stuff ended up on the floor and the bed was pulled down. She didn't think much of it thinking that maybe she may be hallucinating a little.
She laid that dozing off for a good hour or so. There was a banging noise that woke her up. She could hear them below kicking the ball around. There was a sound of footsteps coming her way. It started to freak her out as she grabbed something ready to hit it. Something knocked it out of her hands causing it to drop on the ground.
She grabbed another device that was capable of communicating with ghosts. "Who is in here?" she asked. There was a silence seeing she would hear through the static sound. "Thomas." she heard.
She turned it off quickly throwing it off to the side. "Sam," she yelled for him.
He came up the stairs seeing her freaked out. "Hey it's ok," he held her.
"I know. I haven't done this in a long time." Thomas felt some sort of jealousy noticing the young man holding on to her. This time nothing would keep him away from her.
