Anna: Mystery of the ghost house

2007, October...

Liberty: Little to the left...bit more aaaannnnnd-PERFECT!

The sign said 'WELCOME TO WEMBLEY STADIUM!' in big letters. Liberty smiled. So much progress over the years with their arrival on the plant as strangers, now they were prized stars all over the world.

Construction worker: Should be ready for the game between the Giant's and Dolphin's, right Lib.

Liberty: Yep...I just want to thank you guys again for the construction of the stadium.

Construction Worker: It was our pleasure. I should thank you 32 rush for helping us with the project...*Looks around seeing them work…notice something* Hey, where did the Patriot one go?

Liberty: Italy, he says that the locals got spooked over something these past months and since we were on this side of the world, he went to investigate.

Construction Worker: You mean the disappearances of the men there. Are you sure he wants to do that?

Liberty: He said he came prepared-


Liberty voiceover: Something tells me he planned this for a while.

Freedom stood at the entrance to the small abandoned sawmill, high up in the Italian mountains in Aosta Valley. The house was nestled nearby a river, the birds' chipping. He remember when he went through the small village. A poor elderly women crying over her son's disappearance. Well, he couldn't let this go on any further.

Freedom: Well, here I am...I guess it's time to find answers.

Freedom walked to the door, he attempts to open it but it was lock.

Freedom: Great it's locked *looks up to see an eye graved into the rock* Maybe there's another way in.

Freedom looked in his bag. Knowing that this might be tricky, he managed to pack certain items he believed would help him; A Kantian, a lighter, a pocket knife, and a first-aid kit. He took out the lighter, with caused the eye to glisten a bit, taking him aback.

Freedom: W-Wha...does that thing need to be on fire to open...

Freedom looked around to see if he could light something, seeing that the eye wanted this. It wasn't long till he found a stick lodged in the rocks, blocking part of the stream. With all his strength, he lifted the stick up causing the rock to tumble away and the water there cleared.

Freedom: There we go-huh *sees a glass shard; picks it up* why is glass in here?

Freedom turns around, putting the shard in the bag, when he sees a small cellar door underneath the steps.

Freedom: A-HA! *Runs over to it and opens it up, it's dark, so he used his lighter* Huh, another one...maybe it goes along with the eye. *Picks up glass shard*Now, we just need some fuel for this flame.

Freedom then proceeded to collect pine cones. Running back to the eye, he places the shards in it, then placed the pinecones around it.

Freedom: *Uses lighter* Let's see what this does.

Ignites it.

Women's voice: *Ghostly* Can you hear them...*unknown words*

Freedom: *Blinks; confused* Uhhh, pardon what? *Looks at the doorknob* WHOA!

The knob was on fire.

Freedom: Okay...now what do I do, extinguish it?

Freedom, with that idea in mind, runs to the steam, fills the canteen, runs back and doses the flame. He hears the door click.

Freedom: There, now I can go in...

Steps inside and closes the door.

The inside looked ancient. Old bookcases, broken floors, crack wall. But the candles and lights were lit

Freedom: Is someone still here? *Finds a note; reads it* 'Obsessed by such Purity, he stretched out his arm and cut himself with the heated blade. At last he had fulfilled the rite. Only when he has seen his own blood pollute the limpid water, he realized he was drawing to the truth.' Umm, okay...I got a bad feeling about this.

Women's voice: *Ghostly* You seek a truth which you can never understand.

Freedom: Ummm.

Freedom walks to the stove, where he saw something in it...a key. Quickly use the water from his cantina, he doses the fire.

Freedom: Ha! A key, wonder what your-*Earthquake* F-F-FOOOOORRRR!

The ground shock, and Freedom held the closest stable object in the room. Then it stopped. Sawdust covered parts of the floor. Freedom looked up, and noticed something fell on his head...a bundle of leaves, in different colors no less. He grabs them, cuts the string and places them in his bag. He kicked something, a box.

Freedom placed the box in a small hole, found in a room with the middle floor caved in with water. He looks through the peep hole in the box's to see a scene of two mountains. He sighed...this was confusing, what kind of puzzle was this. He walked back out to the room when...

Freedom: *Sharp pain around the ankle* OWW! *Grabs it; blood dripping from its new wound* What was-*noticed a blade, handless* Oh...whoever is here should really watch what he puts on the ground *Picks it up and places it in bag; tries to stand up* -Bites lip/hisses- nope...*gets out aid kit* not gonna continue on like this.

Freedom looks at the wound...it was deep, but not too deep to be consider dangerous. After wrapping it in gaze and placing the kite back in, he gets back up to investigate some more...but-

Freedom: *Fear/shock* AH! WHA-WHO!

A ghostly shadow figure appeared, Freedom tried to move but-

Freedom: WHY CAN'T I MOVE *Sees more, circling him* AND HE HAS FRIENDS! *One gets to close; swats at them, eyes closed* AH! NO! *opens them sees their gone.* -panting-What the hey was that!?

Freedom gets up and backs away, he turns to see a mannequin top...covered in charcoal and on fire, dark chanting from nowhere.

Women's voice: *Screams and no's*

Freedom: *Walks back before heading the table; horrified* Wh-what was...what is this place?

He staggers into the water room, where he slips, saw dust falling into the water where a beam of light was...the dust collected itself on it, making a small bridge to the edge of the light.

Freedom: Uhhh...okay.

Women's voice: *Ghostly* They weep...every night, they weep.

Freedom was leaving the water room, when he got a good look at the table. There was a handle. Pushing it, it fell out of the crack and Freedom concluded it was the blade's handle, placing it on.

Freedom: A knife?

Women's voice: They still exist, they are with in me.

Freedom head ached as the place grew dark...clutching his head he fell to his knees.

Freedom: *Pained* This-pain... This place isn't normal...

Passes out.

End of Part 1