Hi! I know it has been a while and that this chapter is pretty short compared to the last one, but i have been really busy. I will try to post every weekish. :) Also, please let me know what you think because I would love to hear your advice and thoughts! :)
Chapter 3: The Munro Mansion
When the taxi arrived, we all piled ourselves into the back. First a flushing Lockwood, next a giggling Holly, third a quite annoyed George and then last me. I couldn't believe the nerve of that girl, it seemed like she was okay at one point, but now she drove me up the wall.
When we arrived I looked around taking in my surroundings, the mansion was a tall and wide building that looked like it could have been a castle. The front doors were large making an illusion of a drawbridge. Carved on the doors was a big letter M which probably stood for Munro. It was hard not to admire the beautiful house, and it was even harder not to imagine myself living in such a grand place. "Alright," George's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, "Holly you patrol the downstairs corridor, Luce, you patrol the East wing, Lockwood patrols the kitchen and common area, and I have the West wing." I nodded and tried not to feel satisfied with George's placements, the idiot Munro would be far away from Lockwood.
"Okay everyone, just holler if you see anything, alright?" Lockwood said getting into full ghost catching mode.
"Of course, Lockwood," Holly giggled. I groaned this indeed was going to be a very long night.
"Great. Let's go," was all Lockwood said as we entered the enormous mansion. I walked inside looking around as my surroundings changed yet again. The foyer was giant and a crystal chandelier hung, in the night it looked like little stars that illuminated the whole foyer. I walked towards the East wing, stopping every few minutes to listen to the psychic noise.
It had been at least an hour, but still I could hear nothing. The quietness took to me as its own haunting, the silence crept in and suffocated you eventually driving you mad. Silence was almost as dangerous as psychic noise. I sighed, maybe I should check on the others. I walked down towards the area where Holly was supposed to be stationed. It was quiet here too, too quiet, as if no other human being was around.
"Holly," I whispered, timidly at first not to startle her. Nothing. "Holly," I said this time louder. I looked around frantically, she wasn't answering, had the ghost already struck? I ran towards the kitchen ready to alert Lockwood of what had happened. But, then I heard a giggle. I hid behind a w all and looked inside the kitchen. Standing there was Lockwood and Holly. Lockwood's back was turned as it seemed he was looking around for any death glows. Holly was right behind him, doing heaven know what.
"Lockwood," Holly whispered. Lockwood spun around, clearly startled by Holly's appearance.
"Holly, are you alright? Did you see the ghost?" he asked her, spinning around trying to find the non-existent spirit.
"I didn't see it yet," she said in her singsong voice.
"Then what is it Hol?" Lockwood asked, now getting a bit frustrated.
"Lockwood, there is the annual Fittes ball coming up," Holly's shrill voice echoed through the quiet room.
"So?" Lockwood asked turning again.
"I want you to take me silly," Holly laughed and then, leaned forward closing the gap between them. I gasped so loud, both Holly and Lockwood turned around to find me standing there in the moonlight. Holly smirked as tears started to form in my eyes.
Lockwood reached out trying to tell me that everything was okay, but that was the problem, everything wasn't. "Lucy I can explain-" Lockwood started as I started to run out of the room. I was not going to let my emotions run while I was on a job. So, I ran as fast I could into the darkness.