Jacob's Room

12:22 a.m.

Steve and Tango

"Steve and Tango in Jacob's room. Is there anyone here with us tonight?" Steve asked, speaking into the recorder. Steve and Tango were lucky to actually find their way through the teenagers room. It was dark, and the room wasn't exactly clean. But the two investigators somehow managed.

"We here you've been trying to strangle Jacob and tipping his furniture over," Steve went on, "would you like to tell us why?" Tango leaned against the wall waiting for a response. It was quiet in the room. It was also darker than average since the room was painted black. It was advanced darkness to Steve and Tango.

Thump.

Tango flinched for a moment at the sudden sound of movement. "Dude did you hear that?" he asked Steve. Nodding his head, Steve tried to find a possible explanation for the noise. "Was that you making that thumping sound?" Tango asked, only to get nothing for a response.

"Ah, I see what it was."

Tango tried to find his way over to Steve. "It was just a flashlight. It must have rolled off the dresser." Steve explained, flicking the flashlight on and off again. "Batteries must be dead." he said, tossing the flashlight on the bead.

Thump. Thump.

The boys' hearts began to race. "Was that the flashlight this time, Steve?" Tango asked, looking all over the room. Steve walked over to the bed. The flashlight did land on the bed (from what Steve could see) so what caused the thumping noises? "A-are you a man or a woman? One knock for man two for woman." Steve said.

Knock. Knock.

Tango and Steve looked at each other.

Get out!

The sudden demand nearly turned the two investigators white. "Dude, let's go." Tango whispered. Steve pointed the EMF detector in several directions. "The readings are everywhere, man. They're off the charts." Steve stated, sounding both scared and amazed.

GET! OUT!!!

Steve getting punched in the gut was enough to convince anyone. "Dude, you alright!?" Tango exclaimed. Steve held his stomach with pain. "L-let's get the hell out of here…" Steve mumbled, following Tango out the bedroom door.

Meanwhile with Kris and Amy…

The two girls were still investigating Susanne's room. So far they have heard knocking and stomping; Amy had felt something touch her. But the two girls refused to leave. They weren't letting no ghost make cowards out of them. "I think it's gone…" Amy said, looking over at her partner. Kris sighed heavily. "Do you think the guys have had any luck?" she asked.

Amy shrugged her closet and went back to looking at the closet. Just incase anything else happened. Kris went back to watching the bed. So far the blankets and sheets and moved an inch.

Gabriella's room

1:27 a.m.

Jason and Grant

"Are you with us?" Jason asked, talking into the recorder. They already knew something was in the attic, and Gabriella had only mentioned one entity at a time. Could it be possible the same entity was causing everything in the house? Jason and Grant were determined to find out the truth.

"We'd like to know if you followed us in Gabriella's room." Grant said, crossing his arms. Jason found a seat on Gabriella's bed and crossed his legs. "We'd like for you to give us some proof if you're in here." he said. "Just don't be throwing scissors. Scissors aren't allowed in this game, sorry." Grant held back a few chuckles at the scissors remark.

"Turn on a light, make some foot steps, anything." Jason continued. The two boys waited a good 10 minutes but still nothing had happened; that is until the heard something move. "What was that?" Grant asked, unfolding his arms. "Dude did you hear that? Something moved."

Jason stood up. "Yeah, I heard." he replied. "Was that you making the noise?" No response met either of their ears. "Dude what's that?" Grant asked, pointing at a floating figure across the room. The moonlight made a slight glimmer of its shape. "Man is that a…base ball bat?" Grant went on. Jason tilted his head a little to get a better look.

It was in fact a baseball bat. It floating in midair. As soon as the EMF detector began to berserk with beeps the air became more cool; almost freezing. Yet it was stuffy all at the same time. The two investigators started to get a little spooked as the bat came closer toward them. "That better not be metal…" Grant mumbled to himself.

The bat made its position as it was about to swing. "I'd say it's time to leave…" Jason said, backing up a little. "I'm with you on that." Grant responded, backing up toward the door. The two headed for the door in a somewhat quick pace but the bat continued to follow them. Their pacing turned into running. The bat was till after them but it wasn't long until Jason and Grant made their way into the living room meeting up with Steve and Tango."What happened to you two?" Steve asked. "I've never seen you two scared." Jason and Grant tried to catch up with their breath before speaking. "No scissors, Jay? Really? There are plenty of other things that could kill us." Grant said.

"Grant watch-!"

GET!! OUT!!

THWACK!

After a loud and clear threat the base ball bat, that was supposedly ditched, made a clear direct hit to Grants' head. Jason grabbed the bat and threw it across the living room. "Friggin' bastard!" he snapped. After it crash landing on the dining room table the bat made no sign of movement. Two girls screaming could be heard coming down the stairs. "What happened!?" Amy exclaimed. "Why is Grant hurt!?"

GET OUT!!

"I think it doesn't want us out of any rooms in particular. I think it wants out of the house, completely." Kris stated, fear in her voice. Steve helped Grant back up to his feet. "I'm with you on that bet. Let's get the hell out of here." Jason responded, leading his team out of the house to safety leaving the equipment.

While getting inside the van, Amy could swear she had saw a woman in the living room window. Amy could only think about Gabriella and how she was going to react to what happened that night.

Authors note: Story one almost complete!