The next day I was in the backseat of Lin's car and driving at the Watanabe house, which turned out to be more of a mansion than a house. The older redbrick mansion Towered towards the sky and it was surrounded by emerald green gardens.

As I walked through the doorway, carrying the equipment, i instantly felt the presence of two ghosts and an echo. They were easy to spot with my hypersensitive PK. Feeling a ghost through my PK was the same as feeling a normal person however they wavered in their existence in this plane. An echo feels like mist or a smoke cloud, loose and unable to take shape.

"Mai your in the way." Snapped the annoyed voice of Naru. "Miss Hara do you sense anything?"

I moved allowing Masako access into the mansion. With her kimono sleeve on her mouth she muttered, "Yes but I can't tell how many or the emotions of the spirit."

I frowned, 1 could feel them. I was either stronger than Masako or she had become weaker. "Mai, what is it?" Yasu noted my frown.

I shook my head but now everyone in SPR were looking at me, even Naru and Lin. I sighed and confidently said, "There are two spirits, one male and one female, and an echo of another male. He is probably the one that is screaming in the basement."

The shocked expressions I got from everyone made me giggle to myself slightly. "What? So I developed me abilities." That seemed to snap everyone out of the shock induced trance.

"Not only are you a kick ass archer but a stronger spiritualist than Masako. My baby girl has all grown up." Monk took me into another bear hug. I sucked in a much needed gulp of air after Ayako pried Monk off of me.

"She is NOT stronger than me." I rolled my eyes at Masako's childish behave. I would happily swap abilities with her. I shook my head at the thought. I would never wish my curse to be put on someone else. I should never. It was my curse to carry.

"Mai," I looked up at Naru, "tea."

"Make your own tea." I ordered back at Naru.

"You are my assistant, I sign your pay check." Naru reasoned coldly. Then with the same cold voice said, "Tea, Mai."

"You egotistical, narcissist. Stupid, idiotic scientist can't even make his own tea. SLAVE DRIVER." I shouted the last word of my ranting as I made my way to the kitchen that was just down the hall. My back was turned to Naru so I didn't see the warmth in Naru's eyes as he watched me rant. However Lin did.

After giving Naru his tea and setting up the cameras it was already starting to get dark. Me and John were measuring the room temperatures when we heard a high pitched scream sound in the basement.

It was a scream of a middle aged man.

Me and John looked at each other then I made my way calmly toward the basement. It was only an echo I had experience lots of them within the past two years. I heard footsteps behind me and then everyone including Miss Iko and Mr Watanabe came around the corner.

I was about to start walking down to the basement when Ayako shouted, "Mai don't!" I sighed," Ayako, it's only an echo. How is an echo going to hurt me." And I continued to walk down the stairs.

The scream had stopped and all that could be heard was the eight pairs of feet shuffling behind me, the dripping of water and the creak of the wooden steps beneath our feet. The loud scream of a voice made my vision darken as I was pulled into the ghosts' death. I always hated this part, i thought as i began to fall backwards.

I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist before I fell into the death echo.

I instantly knew that I was within the echoes body, that I was about to die, I pulled myself from the body as quick as I could. It hurt. It was like the body wanted to trap my soul within it. It was like i was one piece of Velcro and the body was another and it felt like i was being ripped away from it.

Looking around I realized that is was on a sail boat and, judging by the cloths the crew wore and the design of the sail boat, I guessed it was around 1850. I looked up at the sky and saw that the day was clear, I thought that the man I had been attached to would die in a storm but I guess I was wrong.

I couldn't see anything that would kill the young sailor, until I looked you at the sky once again. A storm was coming, I was right, and it was coming fast. None of the crew had noticed. Then thunder bumbled and the crew seemed to freeze.

Orders we yelled and the rigid, wind-like sail, turned downwind and bearing away. To my horror the boat flipped over, taking myself with it, and broke into pieces. I looked at the boat or what was left of it and it was like looking through a window.

I saw that man, the echo, he was trapped underneath it hulls. I watched as he suffocated and as the crew tried, hopelessly, to help him.