A/N: Hi, so I'm busy working on a prompt that I was given and working on updates on my other stories but I had been working on this here and there for a while.
This is a SQ Halloween fic. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays right behind Christmas and I've been wanting to do some holiday fics for a while so, here it is.
This is a ghost story with lots of SQ romance and I plan for it to be really creepy. I'm heavily inspired by Stephen King, AHS, etc. I'm warning you guys that this is a love story but not a fairytale so read at your own risk.
Summary: Emma Swan is a professional Hunter of the Paranormal for a show called "Dark Encounters" she loves her co-workers and thinks she has the coolest job in the world, but what happens when vivid dreams of a beautiful brunette princess brings her to a castle in a far off land and the site of a horrific tragedy? What things will she learn and will she be able to decipher what is fantasy and what is reality? Will everyone make it out alive?
Warnings for language, violence, major character deaths, sexual content and mentions of other triggers that I will note on the chapters that apply. Rated for later chapters.
I think I should warn you guys that Killian is in this. There's no C$. Emma is 100% gay in this and Killian is just their buddy and costar.
Flashbacks/Dreams are in italics.
I own nothing. Complete work of fiction, including all references. Enjoy.
Dark Encounters
Chapter One
The sun seemed much brighter that day and the smell of spring flowers surrounded them as they raced through the field. Her love was leading the way and her white billowy dress flowed out around her feet as she chased the warmth of the sun. They loved the early spring days because it gave them a reprieve from being all couped up in the dark eerie castle that always felt much too cold. It was nice to feel some sun and fresh air on their skin. The birds were singing happily of course enjoying the day as well, a pleasant contrast from life within the quiet castle.
Midway through the field of flowers, the woman ahead of her stopped and turned to her. Her soft brown eyes were wide and sparkling with excitement. The woman's usually dark eyes had taken on more of a golden color in the sunlight. Her hands came up to her mouth as she giggled. Emma's brows rose and the brunette woman simply pointed ahead of her. She followed the woman's finger and smiled at what she saw. There, a few feet ahead of them was a young fawn. His light brown coat had little white spots and his wide black eyes were staring at the woman. The dark haired woman reached her hand out and the young animal began sniffing the air. It tilted its head and took a tentative step closer.
Emma who was observing a few feet away, crossed her arms over her thick leather covered chest and watched the interaction. The little deer touched her love's palm with its little black snout. It caused the woman to giggle. The animal looked up at the sound. He looked amused by it. It's little cotton tail began wagging rapidly and he leaned closer so she could pet him. The girl's hand stroked the animals head for a moment. Emma wished she could capture that moment and keep it forever but at least she had her memories. That's good enough. She would never forget the look on her love's face as she befriended the young animal.
There was a rustling coming from the edge of the field. They looked over to see a doe standing there watching closely. She didn't look concerned just curious. The little one spotted its mother then looked back at the woman who was petting him. It dipped its head in farewell then turned and began heading across the field to its mother.
They watched him go until he reached his mother and the two of them disappeared into the forest. Emma chuckled and turned back to the other woman just in time to catch her as she leapt into her arms. She let out a small 'oof' as they fell to the ground. The girl above her giggled and the sound was like music to her ears as it intertwined with the sounds of the forest around them. She was pretty sure that she had never seen anything more beautiful than the woman hovering above her glowing in the rays of the sun.
The girl's lips curled into a smirk and she leaned down, pressing her lips to Emma's in an almost innocent kiss. Those lips. She held in a moan at the softness and warmth of those sinful plump lips. Emma wrapped an arm around the woman's waist enjoying the feeling of the light lace material against her fingers. Her other hand reached up and cupped the girl's cheek as the kiss deepened. Her finger gently stroked the soft, velvet, olive skin and the woman sighed softly. There were moments like this -the sneaky ones where they slip away and the two of them have their secret encounters, that matter the most. It fuels the passion deep within them until neither of them can resist the temptation or get enough of each other.
Her hand slid around and tangled into the other woman's silky dark tresses. Then in one swift movement she flipped them so that the woman landed on her back and Emma was on top. She chuckled as the woman's eyes widened and her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Emma said nothing but claimed her lips as her hand traveled down the woman's side, over her hip and down her thigh where she grabbed the back of it and squeezed the supple flesh roughly, pulling a moan from her love. She greedily swallowed it and lifted the woman's leg until it was bent all of the way back.
The woman just kissed her back enthusiastically as she began hiking up her dress higher until it was around her hips and she was exposed to her. Emma was thankful that her girl had forgone on a corset. She didn't need anything getting in the way as they...
A loud banging caused her love's eyes to widen and then everything went black. Emma's eyes shot open and she sat straight up. She recognized the surface she was lying on as her bed. She gasped deeply and her eyes darted around her surroundings. She was met with four familiar hideously wallpapered walls, a hideous burnt orange door and the ugly matching drapes covering the large windows with the mediocre view. She was back in her hotel room, deep in Romania. The curtains were drawn keeping the day out. She groaned and ran her fingers through her golden locks. There was another set of banging on the door. She said nothing but fell backwards, bouncing a little on the mattress. She covered her eyes with her arm. She woke up alone again.
She had that same dream again. She's been having them since she turned seventeen. It's been going on for four years. They're always the same. It always features a beautiful brunette woman, that's about nineteen or twenty with the most beautiful brown eyes she had ever seen. She's always in regal gowns and sometimes she's wearing a crown. Clearly royalty. She's always looking at Emma with so much adoration and in a few dreams they've kissed and even held hands or sometimes they were a bit more intimate. Emma knows it's a dream but that doesn't explain why the feeling of the girl's flesh lingers on her fingers whenever they touch or how Emma could still taste her lips after they kiss. Emma touched her lips as if the woman's lips were still there. She couldn't help but touch them. It felt all so real. Almost like a memory in opposed to a dream but there's no way. The time frame doesn't add up. It's almost medieval. Knights, kings, queens and princesses. Emma was born in the nineties. Pop princesses, kings and queens.
But why was she falling in love with a woman that was a figment of her imagination? A woman she had never met? Despite the woman being fictitious, the love that Emma felt for her was very real. She knew that much. The odd part was that in all of the dreams she never gotten a name for her. Emma decided to just call her 'baby'. It fit.
The door to her room cracked open. She removed her arm and glared at the door. In popped a curly head. She rolled her eyes.
"What Graham?" She sighed. She didn't even have to see his face to know who it was. She could recognize that mop anywhere. She never understood why the kid refused to get a haircut.
"You up?" He asked tentatively as he stepped inside.
Emma shrugged. "Yeah. You made sure of that with your banging."
Graham chuckled. "I brought donuts." He held up the box like a peace offering. Emma sat up then and raised an eyebrow. She was completely interested then. Food. "There's a bear claw." He added with a huge smile.
"Now we're talking." Emma said. She reached out and made a grabby motion with her hands.
Graham chuckled and strolled across the room. He sat the box down on Emma's bed. Emma opened the box and plucked out a donut. She wasted no time biting into the delicious little flaky pastry. She groaned at the taste of glaze and the custard filling.
"Oh god." She sighed with her mouth still full.
He chuckled. "I know right?" He took a seat at the edge of the bed beside her legs. "Okay." He began and Emma looked up at him expectantly. She knew that he needed to tell her something. That would be the only reason that he woke her up so early. He wouldn't have risked his life disturbing her otherwise. He knows that Emma is usually a very happy person but she's not when she first wakes up especially when she is woken up before she's ready. "So I watched some of the tapes from our night in Vlad the Impaler's castle this weekend and there's some really good stuff." He said, getting right down to business.
Emma grinned. "Yeah?" That excited her. The castle of the infamous warrior has been one of their most famous locations yet. "Good ole Dracula gave us something good?"
He nodded. "Oh yeah. The fans are going to love it. Especially your little army of fan girls."
Emma chuckled. "Great. Don't want the station to regret giving us a second season and the fans are really important."
Graham hummed as he nodded. "They'll love this." He handed over the tablet that he had trucked under his arm. Emma plucked it from his fingers. She looked down at the still image on the screen. There was a green figure surrounded by nothing but blackness. She continued to stare at the screen in shock. She had no idea what to expect.
She hit the little play button and the scene began rolling on. There was nothing but darkness down the long eerie corridor. Emma remembered clearly how dark and creepy it felt. It was always a chill everywhere they turned. Everything on the screen was still for a few moments then after a while a faint echoing clanking could be heard, it sounded like armour. Then in a flash, a bluish figure crossed the screen. Emma gasped. That was real. They don't have actors and they don't use special effects. They don't fake anything. Everything is one hundred percent authentic. That was a real figure, an apparition. She paused the video and looked up at Graham.
"That was a ghost." She giggled. "This is almost as good as the time we got that image in Elizabeth Bathory's tower." She added proudly. "Like.. dude." She slapped his arm and Graham laughed.
'A Night in Elizabeth Bathory's Tower' was one of Emma's favorite episodes of her show. She had never been prouder. It was by far one of the best episodes of season one. The crew got a clear image of a ghostly figure of a woman sitting at a vanity brushing her hair. They also got an EVP of the same woman saying how gorgeous Emma's blonde hair was. She also went on to ask about Emma and Lily's clothing. They explained as much as they could. She tsked, clearly not pleased with the answer she received. She only shopped speaking when they asked if the rumors of her killing maidens to bathe in their blood was true. She was clearly offended and had enough of interacting with the living at that point. She had been one of the most active spirits that they had ever encountered and luckily for them she wasn't aggressive. It made Emma wonder for a moment that maybe all the things she had learned about her were wrong. Either way it didn't matter now. Emma just hoped the woman could rest someday. Purgatory did not seem fun and Emma just hoped when her own time came, she could find the light.
"Cool, right?" Graham chuckled. "I'm going to put some scenes together and send it over to the station."
Emma nodded. "Alright and thanks, man."
He nodded. "No problem." He began to stand from the bed and he stretched. "Check your Twitter. Your fans are going crazy because you haven't been on in two days."
Emma laughed and Graham gave her a grin before he grabbed the box and exited the room. She shook her head and reached onto her nightstand for her phone. She unhooked it from the charger and unlocked the screen. She quickly tapped on the Twitter icon. She knew what she was going to see.
Emma had a small army of fangirls who pretty much liked Emma's swagger and thought she was a bad ass and a positive role model. That of course flattered Emma. She never thought she would be a role model but simply because someone looked up to her, she tried to be the best version of herself she could be. A few of her fans often spoke of Emma's beauty and body and considered her a heartthrob. Her arms became a topic of discussion from the few episodes that Emma had worn a tank top but the craziness picked up during the time she had been seen in a bikini and then in a sports bra and workout shorts. Her fandom began to grow fairly quickly. Some of which are actually fans of the paranormal and some are just fans of her. They have began to affectionately call themselves, 'Emmaholics'. Emma was quite amused by the name and she embraced it. She never thought she would have fans. All through high school she was known as the weird girl that believed in ghosts. Only Graham believed her because he had seen a few himself. The two of them dedicated their lives to proving to the world that the other side existed.
That's how Emma got the idea for the show. One day she and Graham had broken into an old abandoned insane asylum just looking for proof. They encountered an array of paranormal activity from poltergeist to banshees. Emma really disliked the banshees. The noise drives her nuts but there were a few apparitions. They even got a full EVP of a young woman screaming for help. The little kids they encountered were the scariest and giggled and whispered way too much. One even asked to play during the EVP. Emma agreed to a game of hide and seek which was difficult because they could see her but she couldn't see them. When they made it out of the building the next morning alive, they uploaded their encounters to the Internet and the rest was history. The comments and likes came pouring in. Most talking about how hot Emma was but some were actually interested in the spirits. That encouraged Graham and Emma to continue. They made a few more videos in various other locations. One of which was Salem at an infamous court house for the witch trials. There was a lot of crying there and misery. Emma had never felt such a depressed energy. It was heavy and it was dark but it pulled in more viewers. Slowly their fan base began to grow and the more videos they made.
One day they received a message from a guy from a television station asking if they could talk. They had a meeting with him and he offered them a big fat check if they would do a television show for him. After seeing the zeros on the check, Emma and Graham both agreed. Their conditions were that they used their own people for their crew. The man agreed so they hired their own friends. That's how the 'Dark Encounters' show began. Just a group of friends looking for answers to the questions that most people found unanswerable. Emma wasn't afraid. She never was. Some called it brave but she didn't agree. To be brave is to be afraid but to push through anyway. Is it really courageous if walking through a haunted hospital is like taking a stroll though the park?
Well either way, Emma was glad to find that she wasn't alone in her interest in the paranormal. She was glad that she and her friends weren't seen as weirdo freaks anymore. It was refreshing.
Emma finished her donut and settled back against her pillows and scrolled through her timeline. There wasn't much. Just Graham had posted a video clip from their night in Dracula's castle on Instagram. The fans are going to love that. She could see Killian and Neal interacting with a few of their fans. Lily was sending emojis feeding into the rumors that she and Emma were dating. Emma rolled her eyes at that. Lily was her good friend but they had no attraction to each other. They were better off as buddies.
Emma tapped on the icon to check her mentions and began scrolling through them. It was most of the usual. A few fans trying to get her attention. She hit the heart on a few of them just to brighten their day and continued down. She came across a video. It had hundreds of retweets and thousands of likes. There were two girls on the screen and they were smiling wide. The tweet above said 'For Emma'. Emma furrowed her brows and clicked play on the video.
Two girls were sitting in front of a webcam. They looked no older than fourteen or fifteen. They were wearing grimaces on their young faces and their matching blue eyes were wide.
"Hi Emma..." Both girls said in unison with happy waves and big smiles. Emma chuckled at that.
A redheaded girl with her hair pulled into a braid coming down her shoulder and a cute yellow shirt with a white daisy right in the middle, started speaking first. "Hi, I'm Amber." She said gesturing to herself. She then placed her hand on the girl's shoulder beside her. "This is my best friend Jenna." The blonde girl waved at the screen then.
"Hi. Emma." The girl said happily.
"Okay. We want to tell you a story about an investigation we did." The girl said before a short eerie pause. "Okay there's this school by my house."
"It's a Catholic school." The blonde girl beside her said.
"Our moms used to go there." Amber continued. "My mom didn't send me there because she said that there was something not right there... you see... she told me that she always used to see things or hear them."
Emma was really interested then. Catholic schools and churches are sometimes the places with the most paranormal activity. They're so old and they have so much history that some times it gets stuck there and can't leave.
"So..." The girl continued. "I didn't believe her so, two nights ago, Jenna and I went there with our guy best friend. We picked the locks on the surrounding gate and snuck in through one of the windows."
Emma nodded. She was totally impressed. Lock picking and ghost hunting. She had half a mind to hire them and take them on as interns.
"Once we entered, there was a chill in the air." Jenna explained. That's usually the case with haunted locations. For some reason the dead generate a coldness. "There was like a..." She gestured vaguely. "A feeling that felt like a rock in the pit of your stomach and it made the hair stand up on the back of my neck."
"Mine too." Amber agreed. "We climbed through a window in the basement. No one goes down there. Everyone's afraid of it." She shrugged. "We walked out of the room that we had climbed in through and that's when we saw it. A nun walked passed."
"Everyone was home." Jenna added. "It was late and the school was closed down. There was a chain on the front doors as well."
"There was just us." The girl said looking off. "Or we thought."
"We followed her and when we came to another hallway, she turned and looked directly at us. She said nothing then stepped into a room." Amber said. She leaned a little closer to the screen. "The door was closed." She added in a hushed voice. She sighed. "That wasn't it. After seeing our first apparition we wanted to leave but along the way back, doors started slamming. We started running to get away."
"We heard a baby crying." Jenna said. "The closer we got to the room we snuck in through, we started hearing a woman humming. When we reached the room we saw a woman sitting in a chair that wasn't there before. She was rocking a baby wrapped in a blanket. She looked up at us and smiled."
"It literally made goosebumps break out all over our skin." Amber added. "She stood up and that's when we all ran. We climbed back out of the window and ran straight home." She trailed off and looked directly at the screen. "Yesterday when I walked by the school on my way home, I saw the woman staring at me. She knows about us and I'm afraid she won't leave us alone now."
"We won't ever go back." Jenna said shaking her head. "Never again."
Amber nodded in agreement. "I'm afraid our ghost hunting days are over." She smiled softly. "But we attached a video below. It's of the woman with the baby. We thought you might like it, Emma."
"And perhaps you might want to investigate for yourself." Jenna added hopefully. That made Emma chuckle. She shook her head. Of course she would love to investigate. "Anyway, we only have like 2 minutes so we're going wrap it up. Emma, if you watched..."
"Thank you!" They said at the same time with a wave. Emma smiled as the screen went black. She was curious now. Ghost nuns and babies? She needed to find out more.
She followed their instructions and scrolled down through their mentions and there was another video. She assumed it was the one they had told her about. She hit play. There was some rustling in the background and all she could see was a black screen. She heard their sneakers as they squeaked across the floor. She heard the doors slamming and she jumped. Wow. She leaned closer as the camera headed into a room. There was a night vision setting on and everything looked green.
"Go." She heard a teenage voice say.
"I am." She heard a girl's voice. They began running again but that's when Emma heard it. A soft humming. She heard all three teens gasp. "Oh my god."
"Hello?" The boy said with a shaky voice.
The camera slowly turned around and there they saw it. A woman sitting on an old rickety chair. She was rocking back and forth holding a bundle in her arms. Emma's brows rose and she leaned forward to get a better look. The woman looked to be a full apparition but she was still see through at some points. She gave the children a smile then she raised a pale ghostly finger to her lips and "shhhed" them. She stood.
The kids all began screaming then. Emma could hear their shoes hitting the floor as they scrambled to get away. The screen was black as the kids tried to escape. There was a few thuds then a snap as the little window slammed shut. All that could be heard was panting then after a while they must have stopped running because they turned the camera around to face them. The boy was on screen first.
He laughed and exhaled. "What the hell just happened?" He said as he ran his fingers through his hair. "We saw a freaking ghost."
"More than one." One of the girls said. He turned the camera on her then and Amber waved at the screen. Jenna popped up into the shot as well.
"Hey Emma." They both said in unison.
"Wasn't that cool?" Jenna asked with a giggle.
Emma laughed. The girls waved again and the camera cut off. Emma sat there, staring at the screen, processing it all. What she just saw was obviously real. She knew how to spot a fake and that was not it. Those little girls had experienced genuine supernatural activity. Emma was impressed but she needed to know more.
She clicked on Amber's profile and went to type out a direct message. She needed a location and a name of the school so she could look up the history. Maybe she and her crew could take a trip. She quickly typed up the message and sent it. All that was left was to wait for a reply.
She returned to her page and scrolled a little more. She liked a few more tweets and retweeted some just to make a few of her fans' days. She spent about twenty more minutes on Twitter then decided to try and get a little more sleep. She tossed her phone up onto the nightstand and then fell back against the soft pillow. She tucked her hands underneath the back of her head.
She laid there staring up at the ceiling blankly. She was tired. She let her eyes flutter closed and drifted back into sleep.
There she was again. The Dark haired beauty. She was staring up at her from where she laid on her back, rested on a bed of wild flowers. It was still bright and sunny all around them. Those bright brown eyes were gazing up at her with so much love and adoration that it broke her heart. Emma had never felt anything so intense. Desire burned within her and she was on fire. Her fingers continued exploring her love's body. Over every curve and valley. The woman beneath her was writhing and muttering in a foreign language but for some reason she understood her. She moved her kisses from the woman's throat and reconnected their lips. The younger of the two moaned softly. The knight just smirked and brought her hand up and rested it on the woman's breasts. She opened and closed her hand a few times massaging.
"Mi Amor." The princess whispered.
She smirked then and deepened the kiss. "Te amo." Emma muttered between kisses. "Te amo." She repeated softly.
The princess giggled and resealed their lips. They both melted into the kiss. The kiss was hot. Passionate and she felt it throughout her entire body. Her other hand began trailing down the woman's body and across her stomach. It found her inner thigh which she stroked gently. The woman beneath her sighed and her hips bucked. Emma chuckled as her fingers slipped inside of the woman's warm wet slit where she stroked up and down. The princess arched into her and moaned a little.
The knight chuckled as she slipped inside of her.
A small smile spread across Emma's lip as she traveled further into her dream.
Emma woke up a little after six in the evening. She got a good rest and was undisturbed. She dreamt about her beautiful brunette again. As usual she awoke drenched in sweat and soaked in other places as well. It was a vivid wet dream for sure. It was always recurring. She had dreamt about the girl so many times. She liked the dreams though and when the woman came to visit her in her dreams she didn't feel so lonely. She just wished she had a name for her. Something to call her dream girl. She also wished she had more time with her but she couldn't dream forever. She had to reenter the real world eventually.
She climbed out of bed and showered. She then changed into more comfortable clothes and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. She plopped back down onto her bed and grabbed her phone. She checked Twitter again to see that her little friends had replied. She opened the reply and her eyes widened at the all caps and array of emojis. She chuckled. Eventually in the next paragraph the girl had answered her questions.
Salem, Massachusetts and the school was called 'All Sainthood'. Emma grinned. She loved Salem Massachusetts. For one it was the home of the Salem Witch Trails. Now that is a terrible part of history but Emma had found a lot of paranormal activity there. For one the spirits are more talkative and less aggressive. She's had a back and forth conversation using an EVP with a young girl who was hanged for suspicions of being a witch. Even in death the young eleven year old girl was claiming her innocence. The little girl eventually found the light with Emma's help and she went home. Salem holds a lot of history and restless spirits dwell there a lot. She was all in.
She typed out a quick message thanking the girl and the girl replied back instantly asking if she was going to investigate. Emma laughed and explained she would. The girl then asked if she could tag along. Emma's brows rose. She remembered the girl saying her ghost hunting days were over. But why not? If she gets a signed form from her parents then sure. That would be an interesting episode. Bringing a fan along. She quickly replied back and told the fan what she needed done. She also told her that they will be in touch. The girl replied with happy emojis. Emma laughed and closed the app..
This could be fun. She has never encountered spirit nuns before and she was excited for that. It was like a whole new territory for her and she was ready to explore it. She quickly began sending out messages to her team. They needed to talk about this.
There was a knock at her door and Emma already knew who it was. He always arrived first. She just wished the rest of her team had the same enthusiasm that he did. The wooden door creaked open and in popped Graham's curly head. The scruffy man grinned when he saw her. She smiled back from her place at the window. Graham stepped in and went to shut the door but a hand stopped it.
"Watch it." Someone said and Graham rolled his eyes. Neal stepped in after him. He smiled at Emma. "Hey Em."
Emma and Graham met Neal in high school. Graham and Emma were already friends when Neal joined the school in junior year. He was the new kid and Emma and Graham were the weird outcasts so they all started hanging out. Neal was gung-ho about the ghost stuff and they loved that about him. They didn't find out about Neal's father's expertise in the dark arts until much later. His father practised Wicca and so did Neal's grandmother, Fiona. Once they met Neal's family they understood his interest in the other side. Although he didn't see his first ghost until they graduated and took a trip to London.
There they spent the night in a house where an entire family was supposedly murdered. Neal had a run in with one of the children. Luckily for him it was a good experience and the children were peaceful. But Neal was never the same after that. He wanted to see everything and run straight into haunted houses. Emma loved it and so did Graham. Neal became something of their navigator.
Everyone had their own job on their team.
Graham on the other hand was the muscle in case they ever needed to be protected. He carried holy water, a bible, crosses and he even had a cross tattooed on him. They were always safe as long as Graham was around. He also always knew of all exits for a safe get away but luckily for them they never needed it.
There was another knock on the door. Graham went to open it as Neal took a seat at a chair by the desk. Graham pulled the door open and in walked Lily and Killian. They both gave Emma huge smiles.
Lily and Killian were already friends when Emma, Graham and Neal met them. Emma had been in Florida going around asking for any stories of the paranormal when she met Lily at a coffee shop. Lily told her that her friend had lost his brother and his brother was haunting him. Emma of course was very interested but when Lily took her to Killian, Killian was reluctant. After some coercing Killian called for his brother. The departed young man showed up. He wasn't violent either but his pain pulled everyone around them into a deep depression. Killian told Emma that he wanted him gone. It was emotionally painful and he wanted his brother to rest so, Emma and Graham explained that to the spirit. The young man took it well and eventually went into the light. After that Killian became their friend and a part of their team. Lily was on board too and luckily for them she was a technology whiz. Lily is in charge of all of the cameras for the show. The audio and anything else they need. Lily is perfect at what she does.
And then there's Emma. Emma is the history whiz and she's great at investigating as well as finding out what she needs to know about the spirits and their locations.
All of them make a great team and each of their individual skills and their dedication is what made the show such a success.
"Okay guys." Emma said as she made her way over to the bed. She plopped down onto it and bounced a little. "So some fans sent me a vid."
"Okay?" Lily asked taking a seat on the bed beside her. Graham sat on the opposite side of her.
Killian took a seat on the desk beside Neal. They all gave her their undivided attention.
"Well... they told me about this old Catholic school in Massachusetts. Salem to be more specific..." Emma explained. "They snuck in and encountered multiple disturbances and apparitions. They sent me this video."
She held up her phone. All of her friends crowded around her. She hit play. As the video played through no one said a word clearly as amazed and shocked as she was. When the video finished Emma lowered her phone.
"Those images were real. Those were not special effects." Lily whispered.
Emma nodded. "Right. I want to go there."
"Let's do it." Neal said and the rest of the group whooped in agreement. Emma laughed. She knew they would be onboard.
"Nice. I'm going to do some research on the history of the school." Emma said. "Graham learn the layout," She instructed. Graham nodded. "Killian, I need you to get in touch with the school and our assistants." She said turning to the other guy. Killian nodded. "Neal, find the quickest route there." Neal grinned and gave her a little salute. She grinned back then turned to Lily. "And Lil, we're going to need lots of cameras and audio."
Lily laughed. "You got it, boss."
Emma grinned and looked around the room at her excited friends. She felt a bit of excitement fill her chest as well. This is going to be so awesome.
Dark Encounters returns to Salem...
Thanks for reading.
I'm going to try really hard to make this super scary. I promise. This is also a Halloween fic so updates will be sporadic until October. Then they will be more frequent and it will be finished by Halloween. Its not that long a story but it will be fun and quite the journey.
I'm just wondering if anyone is actually interested in this so I posted this chapter as sort of a sample.