Prague, Czech Republic:
September 25, 2018
*
The loud metal shrieked against the silence of the cold air. One by one people flocked to steady the swaying glass cell that moved above their heads, swinging back and forth by the strong metal cables that secured it into place.
"Damn this weather!" the brunette muttered in aggravation as she pulled her sweater-like jacket around her shivering arms. "Damn this country!" she then added, her British accent attractively lingering with every word.
"How can you hate Prague?" the black haired girl at her side questioned distractively, her accent the same as her friend's.
"I don't know... I just do!" the brunette replied awkwardly.
The black haired girl only shrugged as she peered around the wasteland that surrounded them through the electronic screen of her digital camera.
"There..." she mumbled in awe, pointing at the dried blood on the dead grass ahead of them.
"Yeah, what about it?" the brunette dismissed.
"I bet someone was torn to shreds there..." the black haired girl uttered jadedly, she then pressed the button on her camera several times and the area on her viewfinder was illuminated by a strobe of flashes.
"You are so damn weird its not even funny!" the brunette sighed in revulsion as she watched the girl closely.
"What ya mean?" the girl asked offhandedly as she continued to scour the area for more bloodstains.
"What do you mean what do I mean! You keep a photo album full of pictures of dead people and bloodstains! Not to mention all those articles you've saved on murders and gross accidents!" the brunette exclaimed in horror as she slowly made her way towards the group of people in reflective jackets.
"Hey, one of these days my sick obsessions will come in handy." The girl answered.
"When in the bloody hell will something like that come in handy?" the brunette barked, just then someone interrupted her.
"Lydia! Get over here now, I need you!" an angry female voice called to them over the loud cries of the machinery, which lied ahead.
"Right now, that's when!" the black haired girl said quickly before running towards the sound of the woman's voice.
"You too Nicki!" the woman added.
"Oh great, now what does she want to yell at me about!?!" the brunette sighed as she followed Lydia towards the commotion.
*
*
*
"Get out your electrical mumbo-jumbo and tell me what's going on before we're all sliced to bits!" the woman demanded as the black haired girl quickly fumbled through the mess of electrical devices she carried in her satchel.
Lydia quickly turned on one of the handheld scanners, immediately it began to make noise.
"Anything?" Nicki asked as she walked up to the black haired girl, glancing over her shoulder at the mechanical device in her hand.
"It detects heat signatures over there, and in this weather it has to be something hot..." Lydia noted as she waved the scanner towards the vacant area to their right.
"Look at that! The temperature of whatever it is is almost seventy degrees and climbing!" Nicki gasped as her eyes darted back and forth between the area and the scanner. "Most spectral entities put out cold air... this one has to be powerful!"
"Yeah, well its growing more powerful by the minute, so lets hurry this up!" the woman informed them.
Lydia handed the scanner to Nicki then began to rummage through her satchel in search of something else.
"Now what are you looking for?" Nicki wondered.
"This..." Lydia mumbled, pulling a camera out of her bag. "It can read heat signatures..." she explained while turning the camera on.
She held it up in front of them, she then pointed it towards the area to their right.
"It's gone!" Lydia shrieked, a touch of disappointment in her voice.
"No its not..." the woman told them in distraction, her American accent standing out in the midst of their British ones. "It's moving... put on your viewers and tell the guys to get ready." She advised, her tone remaining casual as everyone else became worried.
The woman walked away from them towards the vacant area, her shoulder length brown hair moving slightly in the chilling breeze. She removed a strange pair of glasses from her coat pocket, she put them on then suddenly retreated from the area.
"Now! Now would be good!" the woman screamed almost in a panic to the men that stood at the makeshift control board.
Quickly the men flipped at the large switches on the control panel, the doors to the glass prison slid open.
The two girls put the viewers on their faces as fast as they could, suddenly they saw what the woman was running from.
"Serena! Hurry quick!" Nicki shouted to the woman in fear.
The woman ran towards the glass cube when she then realized she was no longer being chased, quickly she turned towards the two teenage girls who were now being pursued.
"Run!" she called to the girls frantically, Serena then turned towards the men who stood at the controls and began to run in their direction. "Goddamnit, turn on the spells!" she barked before knocking them down.
The men fell to the ground in shock as they watched the two girls scream while they ran to the cube for safety, Serena hastily pressed the transmitting button, Latin was then heard throughout the field. The girls fell to the side just as the glass doors slid shut behind them.
"That... was... close..." Lydia struggled to gasp out of breath, Nicki only nodded.
Serena marched over to the two girls in fury as she stared into the cube, she then reached down and helped the girls to their feet.
"We need a new system, this electronic detection crap doesn't work fast enough!" Serena announced, glancing around at the workers who quickly fumbled to put the equipment away.
"Well what else is there?" Nicki mumbled in dismay.
"Yeah, I mean how did you used to detect ghosts back then?" Lydia question as she fastened the strap on her satchel.
"First off don't say 'back then' like I'm five hundred years old! And second off we never used all that high-tech bullshit to find ghosts!" Serena spat, walking away from the cube as the girls closely followed her.
"Then what did you use?" Nicki asked curiously, Serena paused to think.
"Dennis Rafkin..." She answered before continuing her stride, the girls stopped walking and stared at each other in confusion.
"Who's Dennis Rafkin?" Lydia asked Nicki in bafflement.
"Hell if I know!" Nicki responded just as lost as she was.
September 25, 2018
*
The loud metal shrieked against the silence of the cold air. One by one people flocked to steady the swaying glass cell that moved above their heads, swinging back and forth by the strong metal cables that secured it into place.
"Damn this weather!" the brunette muttered in aggravation as she pulled her sweater-like jacket around her shivering arms. "Damn this country!" she then added, her British accent attractively lingering with every word.
"How can you hate Prague?" the black haired girl at her side questioned distractively, her accent the same as her friend's.
"I don't know... I just do!" the brunette replied awkwardly.
The black haired girl only shrugged as she peered around the wasteland that surrounded them through the electronic screen of her digital camera.
"There..." she mumbled in awe, pointing at the dried blood on the dead grass ahead of them.
"Yeah, what about it?" the brunette dismissed.
"I bet someone was torn to shreds there..." the black haired girl uttered jadedly, she then pressed the button on her camera several times and the area on her viewfinder was illuminated by a strobe of flashes.
"You are so damn weird its not even funny!" the brunette sighed in revulsion as she watched the girl closely.
"What ya mean?" the girl asked offhandedly as she continued to scour the area for more bloodstains.
"What do you mean what do I mean! You keep a photo album full of pictures of dead people and bloodstains! Not to mention all those articles you've saved on murders and gross accidents!" the brunette exclaimed in horror as she slowly made her way towards the group of people in reflective jackets.
"Hey, one of these days my sick obsessions will come in handy." The girl answered.
"When in the bloody hell will something like that come in handy?" the brunette barked, just then someone interrupted her.
"Lydia! Get over here now, I need you!" an angry female voice called to them over the loud cries of the machinery, which lied ahead.
"Right now, that's when!" the black haired girl said quickly before running towards the sound of the woman's voice.
"You too Nicki!" the woman added.
"Oh great, now what does she want to yell at me about!?!" the brunette sighed as she followed Lydia towards the commotion.
*
*
*
"Get out your electrical mumbo-jumbo and tell me what's going on before we're all sliced to bits!" the woman demanded as the black haired girl quickly fumbled through the mess of electrical devices she carried in her satchel.
Lydia quickly turned on one of the handheld scanners, immediately it began to make noise.
"Anything?" Nicki asked as she walked up to the black haired girl, glancing over her shoulder at the mechanical device in her hand.
"It detects heat signatures over there, and in this weather it has to be something hot..." Lydia noted as she waved the scanner towards the vacant area to their right.
"Look at that! The temperature of whatever it is is almost seventy degrees and climbing!" Nicki gasped as her eyes darted back and forth between the area and the scanner. "Most spectral entities put out cold air... this one has to be powerful!"
"Yeah, well its growing more powerful by the minute, so lets hurry this up!" the woman informed them.
Lydia handed the scanner to Nicki then began to rummage through her satchel in search of something else.
"Now what are you looking for?" Nicki wondered.
"This..." Lydia mumbled, pulling a camera out of her bag. "It can read heat signatures..." she explained while turning the camera on.
She held it up in front of them, she then pointed it towards the area to their right.
"It's gone!" Lydia shrieked, a touch of disappointment in her voice.
"No its not..." the woman told them in distraction, her American accent standing out in the midst of their British ones. "It's moving... put on your viewers and tell the guys to get ready." She advised, her tone remaining casual as everyone else became worried.
The woman walked away from them towards the vacant area, her shoulder length brown hair moving slightly in the chilling breeze. She removed a strange pair of glasses from her coat pocket, she put them on then suddenly retreated from the area.
"Now! Now would be good!" the woman screamed almost in a panic to the men that stood at the makeshift control board.
Quickly the men flipped at the large switches on the control panel, the doors to the glass prison slid open.
The two girls put the viewers on their faces as fast as they could, suddenly they saw what the woman was running from.
"Serena! Hurry quick!" Nicki shouted to the woman in fear.
The woman ran towards the glass cube when she then realized she was no longer being chased, quickly she turned towards the two teenage girls who were now being pursued.
"Run!" she called to the girls frantically, Serena then turned towards the men who stood at the controls and began to run in their direction. "Goddamnit, turn on the spells!" she barked before knocking them down.
The men fell to the ground in shock as they watched the two girls scream while they ran to the cube for safety, Serena hastily pressed the transmitting button, Latin was then heard throughout the field. The girls fell to the side just as the glass doors slid shut behind them.
"That... was... close..." Lydia struggled to gasp out of breath, Nicki only nodded.
Serena marched over to the two girls in fury as she stared into the cube, she then reached down and helped the girls to their feet.
"We need a new system, this electronic detection crap doesn't work fast enough!" Serena announced, glancing around at the workers who quickly fumbled to put the equipment away.
"Well what else is there?" Nicki mumbled in dismay.
"Yeah, I mean how did you used to detect ghosts back then?" Lydia question as she fastened the strap on her satchel.
"First off don't say 'back then' like I'm five hundred years old! And second off we never used all that high-tech bullshit to find ghosts!" Serena spat, walking away from the cube as the girls closely followed her.
"Then what did you use?" Nicki asked curiously, Serena paused to think.
"Dennis Rafkin..." She answered before continuing her stride, the girls stopped walking and stared at each other in confusion.
"Who's Dennis Rafkin?" Lydia asked Nicki in bafflement.
"Hell if I know!" Nicki responded just as lost as she was.