When Jessie Travers receives a phone call from her cousin to come and give a hand on the show Ghost Adventures, of course she jumped right on it. But the things that happen during the investigation may cause more problems to Jessie then good.
Disclaimer: Ghost Adventures is in no way, shape, or form anything that belongs to me. My name's not Jessie, I'm not related to any of the guys, and I've never been to the Mytrles Plantation in Louisiana. This is just for fun!
A/N: This is my first Ghost Adventures fanfic, and also my first horror story (I'm not counting my Supernatural ones.) Comments and reviews would be greatly appreciated so I can improve on ways to make this story better.
A/N2: I had originally posted this once, but realized quickly that Ghost Adventures already did an episode at the location (West Virginia State Penitentiary), so I had to change stuff around. This time, I'm 99% sure that they were never there.
The early morning sun drifted through the windows of the California bedroom as a peaceful beauty slept. Soft, wavy brown hair spread across the white pillowcase, looking as though it was placed there for a photo shoot, while a tanned body breathed slowly and deeply under a light sheet. Behind two closed eyelids hid beautiful brown eyes and the high cheekbones of the Sleeping Beauty twitched softly.
The soft hum of a cell phone's vibrations startled the girl awake. Glancing at the clock that flashed 7:03, she answered her phone without even checking to see who was calling. "Hello?" she whispered groggily into the phone.
"Jessie, wake up!" laughed the male voice from the other end. "It's Nick, your cousin."
Nick Groff was Jessie Travers' older cousin, him being 31 and Jessie being 28. The two were very close, but with the fact of being woken up after a long night, Jessie wasn't in the mood to be talking to anyone. "Nick, what do you want!" she cried into the phone, rolling over onto her back and looking up at the slow-moving ceiling fan.
"Wanted to know if you wanted to come on an investigation this weekend. But if you're too tired…"
"Like hell!" Jessie stated, sitting straight up in bed. She was now fully awake with plans going through her head as to what she would need. It had been the longest time since she was on a paranormal investigation, for her job as a nurse took up a lot of her nights. And lucky for Jessie, she was off this weekend. "Where is it?"
When the plane touched down in Louisiana the day before the 'lockdown,' Jessie thought about what it would be like. She had never met the guys that Nick worked with, except for seeing them on TV, which was not the same. And the last investigation she went on was of an abandoned house where twelve murders had taken place. Needless to say, this was going to be more fun.
Jessie took a last glance at her appearance before standing up and pulling her carryon bag out of the overhead. She was wearing pair of slim-cut jeans, a white camisole, a black jacket, and a pair of black boots. It was her normal go-to outfit, and she hoped it would be appropriate for the Louisiana climate, which differed greatly from that of southern California.
After stepping out of the terminal, Jessie was greeted by a crowd of people, coming and going to different places. Airports weren't her thing, she'd much rather travel by car, and she quickly got lost in the over-populated airport.
It wasn't until Jessie felt a hard grip on her arm that her senses came back. Whirling on her heels, she was ready to give the person some heated words, when she came face to face with Zak Bagans. "Sorry," he said, loosening his grip on her arm, but leaving his hand there. "Nick pointed you out, and we didn't want you getting lost in the rush."
"Oh," was all Jessie could say. It wasn't long before Nick was wrapping his arms around her shoulders, squeezing her half to death. "Nick. Air," she jokingly gasped before he released her.
Introductions were made, and the group made their way over to the luggage claim. Jessie had only checked one bag besides that of her carry-on, and it carried a couple of video cameras, an EMF detector, a digital recorder, and a film camera with plenty of film. "Geeze," Nick laughed as he picked up Jessie's bag. "What did you pack? Wal-Mart?"
"Psh, no!" she laughed, taking her bag from her cousin. "BestBuy."
Please review! I promise the next chapter will be longer. I just have no idea as of where to begin!