Sam, Dean, and I decided to investigate this house that's been haunted for years. It's called the Morton house. Apparently every four years a spirit comes to life and haunts the house and no one has ever stayed the night. They chickened out before midnight.
After checking to see if anyone was there, Dean parked the car and we headed inside from the back door. We went upstairs and saw two men with cameras and flashlights.
"Freeze! Police officers! Don't move!" Dean yelled.
"Let's see some identification." Sam said as we walked up to them.
"Oh, god. Oh, god." They repeated.
"Want to explain that weirdo outfit, Mr. Corbett?" Dean asked.
"Uh..." He began.
"Whoa. I know you." The other guy stated.
"Yeah, sure you do. Give me some identification." Dean replied.
"Yeah, whoa, hold on a second. I know the both of you guys. Yeah. Yeah, huh."
"Holy shit." Sam said and I looked at him.
"What?" Dean and I asked at the same time.
"Uh, west Texas, the Tulpa we had to take out, those two goofballs that almost got us killed... the Hellhounds or something?" Sam answered.
Dean stared at the guy with glasses for a second before speaking, "Fuck me."
"Yeah, we're not Hellhounds anymore, okay? It didn't test that well." The guy replied.
"Ed, what's going on?" Corbett asked.
"They're not cops, buddy. Not at all." Ed answered.
"Ed, Ed, you had a partner, too, didn't you? A different guy?" Dean asked. "Is he around here somewhere?"
"Oh, yeah, yeah. He's running around, chasing ghosts." Ed answered.
"Okay, well, listen, you and Rambo need to get your girlfriends and get out of here." Dean said.
Ed chuckled, "All right. Listen here, chisel chest, okay? We were here first. We've already set up base camp. We beat you."
Dean turned to look at Sam and I, "They were here first."
"Mm-hmm."
Dean grabbed Ed and pinned him to the wall, "Ed...
"Yeah?"
"Where's your partner?"
Ed and Corbett brought us to their base camp, "What are you doing at the Morton house, Ed? On leap year, what are you thinking?"
"We're here to spend the night, okay? It's for our tv show." Ed replied.
"What? Great. Perfect." Sam said.
"Yeah, nobody's ever spent the night before." Corbett stated.
"Uh, actually, yeah, they have." I corrected.
"We've never heard of them." Ed replied.
"Yeah, you know why?" Dean asked.
"Hmm?"
"'Cause the ones that have haven't lived to talk about it!" Dean exclaimed.
"Oh, come on, I don't believe you." Ed laughed.
"Look, missing person reports going back almost half a century," Sam said as he grabbed some papers from his bag, "John Graham stayed on a dare, gone. Julie Wilkerson, gone. There are tons more. All of them came to just stay the night through, always on a leap year. The only body they ever found was the last owner, Freeman Daggett."
"These look legit." Ed commented.
"They are legit." Sam replied, "Look, Ed, we ain't got much time here, buddy. Starting at midnight, your friends are going to die."
"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" I heard someone yell and three people came into the 'Eagle's Nest'.
"Corbett we got one! We saw one, we saw one! It was like a full apparition! It was like a class four. It was a spectrum illumination! It..." The guy stopped and looked at Sam and Dean, "Hey, aren't those the dicks from Texas?"
I'm guessing he's Harry.
"Yes." Ed answered.
"All right, let's have this reunion across the street, guys." Dean announced. "Come on, come on."
"Crap. What are you guys doing here?" Harry asked.
"We'll get you ice cream. Our treat." I said.
"Yeah, what she said. What do you say? Let's go." Dean continued.
The three went to the computer and they were all talking at once. If I was human, it would probably give me a headache.
"Okay, honest-to-God proof, all right?" The girl said and we watched the computer screen.
We watched as a man in a fourties outfit stood in the middle of the room.
"What kind of reading did we get?" Ed asked.
"It was a 10.9." Harry answered.
"10.9?"
"Yeah, it was 10.9, almost 11." Harry said, "I came out and I was like, 'what's going on?' and I was like-"
"Wait, watch this." The girl interrupted.
They walked into the room and the a red spot appeared on the ghost, as if he got shot, the it disappeared.
"Oh! He got blasted!" The other guy said. "It was crazy."
Dean nudged my arm and the three of us walked over to the stair case, "Think we were off on this? That was just a death echo."
"Yeah, but what's it doing here?" Dean asked, "Did anybody get shot here?"
"No, not that I could find." Sam answered.
"What's a death echo?" One of the guys asked.
"Look, we got a problem here. That ghost ain't it." Sam told him.
"What's a death echo?" He repeated.
"Echoes are trapped in a loop, okay? They keep replaying how they died over and over and over again. Usually in the place where they were ganked." Dean answered. "It's about as dangerous as a scary movie."
"Maybe the echoes not dangerous, but maybe something else is." Sam said.
"You're right." Dean replied, "All right, we need to get out of here, guys. Come on, let's go. Let's go. Pack it up."
They all began talking at once. We were rushing the 'Ghostfacers' towards the door.
"Wait!" Ed yelled and we all froze.
"Where's Corbett?"
I looked around, he wasn't in the room. Then there was a scream, Corbett's scream.
"That was Corbett." Ed said.
They all rushed upstairs even when we tried to stop them, "Guys!"
We followed them and we all looked around until the screams stopped.
"He's not here. Let's go. Let's go." Sam said.
We tried to get them to leave, but they refused to go without Corbett. We got them downstairs, and they gathered around the table where their equipment was set up while Sam, Dean, and I tried to open the door.
"Well, it's 12:04, Dean. You good. You happy?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, I am happy." Dean replied angrily.
"'Let go hunt the Morton House' you said, 'It's our Grand Canyon'." Sam said.
"Sam, I don't want to hear this." Dean responded.
"You got two months left, Dean." Sam picked up a chair, "Instead, we're gonna die tonight."
He smashed it against the door and I flinched.
"What the hell is going on!?" Spruce yelled
"I'll tell you what's going on," Sam replied, "Every door, every window, I'm guessing every exit out of this house, they're all sealed."
"Why are they sealed?" Maggie asked.
"It's a supernatural lockdown, okay?" Dean said. "Whatever took Corbett doesn't want us to leave, and it's no death echo. This is a bad mother, and it wants us scared."
"Or it just wants us." I mumbled.
"Uh, guys, the camera's fritzing again." Spruce commented.
"Guys, the EMF's starting to spike." Harry said. "This is a big one."
"Everybody, stay close. There's something coming." Sam ordered.
A guy suddenly appeared in front of us, "Is this the same echo you guys saw earlier?"
"No, it's a different guy." Spruce answered.
"Multiple echoes? What the hell's going on?" Dean questioned.
"Beats me." Sam replied.
"Okay. All right. All right. All right. Uh, hey buddy!" Dean yelled at the echo and walked over to him, "Hey! Hey! Wake up! You're dead! Hello!"
"What's he doing?" Harry asked Sam.
"It's rare, but sometimes you can shock an echo out of its loop if you can talk to the part of the ghost that's still human, but usually you have to have some kind of connection to the deceased." Sam answered.
Huh. You learn something new everyday.
"Come on! Wake up! Be dead!" Dean yelled.
The ghost flickered and turned to face us.
"You guys hear that? What's that sound?" Ed questioned.
Then this light appeared on the guy and there was the sound of a train, and the ghost flew backwards and disappeared.
"Where the hell did it go?"
