Going down stairs, following my nose to the sizzle of bacon. Walking till reaching cracked doors with mummers behind it and a strong smell of bacon. I peaked my head thru the door. A flood of relief flooded thru me. Simon and Tori sitting on other sides of the room. Yelling across the room with muted voices. Why are they yelling but making no sound? I enter slowly incase I'm still dreaming. Simon turns towards me, his scowl lightness. He mouths something. Why won't he speak out loud? Tori turns towards me, eyes icy cold and hard. She's mouthing things at me too. A smirk enters her face replacing the frown. " Why wont ya'll talk out loud?" I feel someone behind me, just Derek looking concerned. He starts mouthing things too. What the hell? Why are they acting as if were all in a silent movie? Hello, I may love movies but not living one. " Will ya'll stop the funny business and speak out loud, please?" The hairs on the back of my neck rise. That gut feeling I kept getting around dead bodies. Shit. Why didn't I notice earlier?! Feeling dizzy and nauseous, I slowly backed out of the room. Derek grabbed my arm. Hard. Ouch. Silently yelling at me. With a word or two coming thru. Nothing helpful though, just like
" Whats…Happen…do ……bout…this?" Derek said.
" I can barely understand you! Repeat slowly." I asked annoyed. He started to talk but to wasn't his voice I heard.
" Chloe! Whats going on!? You're attracting to many! Calm down, please!" Liz pleaded at me.
" Liz! I haven't seen you in forever!! And What? What do you mean? I'm just a little stressed is all, but isn't that to be understood?" I said on the verge of hysterics. I swayed a little, my vision blacking around the edges.
"Chloe, your raising zombies, and there a tad pissed. Please, please!! Do something!!" Liz asked. I imagined releasing doves again. My usual. My swaying was making me seasick. I finally blacked out with angry ghost's faces surrounding me.