The Message

August 8th, 7:23 am

There was silence for a long period of time. I could feel the tension in the air, like it was a thick fog. I did not know what else to say, and apparently neither did anyone else. My heart still pounded and all I could hear was the blood pumping in my ears. My mind tried to find the words to say, but they never did come. Just as the sound became too much for me to bear, a wave of nausea came over my entire body, followed by a difficulty breathing and a tightened chest. How long had I been sleeping for? All I knew was that I need some alcohol.

And fast.

With whatever strength I had left, which was not very much, I quickly stood up, backed away from Oliver, and sprinted towards the door. Pushing through the hoard of people, I finally managed to get through and make my way down the hallway while recieving some odd looks. Reaching the stairs, I had seemed to glide down them and right into the kitchen. Even though the sound of blood was still present, I could hear the faint sounds of many feet pounding down the hallway where I had just passed. My upper torso slammed into the cabinet as I went to reach for the handle. The whole house had rattled after the collision.

Once opening the cabinet door, my fingers wrapped around the bottle of whiskey as I brought the top of it to my lips. I drank the smokey flavored liquid and savored every drop down until it's last. The thing that brought me back to reality was the deepness of Takigawa's voice whispering, "What going on here, Mai?"

I gracefully placed the empty bottle on the counter and said softly, "Well, what does it look like? I know your smarter than that." My fingers ran quickly through my hair in frustration.

"When did you start drinking regularly?" asked Masako, almost as if this was an investigation.

"Two years ago," I replied as my fingers lightly tapped on the counter.

"How did you ever get all that alcohol?" John persued cautiously.

I thought for a moment on how to respond to his question. Then, I said, "Found it."

"Very specific," Oliver answered sarcastically.

I glared at him and whispered fiercely, "Shut up you ass. I'm not going to take your shit."

A soft hmp was heard from Oliver and he did not continue to speak.

"Well," I continued, "Now that you people are all here, you might as well sit down. Don't even know why I try." I had mumbled the last part and lead SPR to the living room. It contained two loveseats, one long couch in between them, a coffee table, and a few pictures hanging on the walls. I had not the money nor the strength to actually do some remodelling. All had seem to be in place, untouched. "Sorry that there isn't-"

"Hey that's the chair," interrupted Takigawa as he pointed to the chair I was about to sit in. "And the table, and couch and the other chair, and the picture frames too," he finished.

Everybody could see the rage literally seething from my pores. "Thank you, Takigawa, for pointing out the obvious. Anything else you would like to say?" I barked at him angrily.

"Yeah you're right. It's the furniture that attacked us while we were going to check up on you," said Ayako, recieving a suspicious look from Oliver.

"Attack you?" he questioned.

"Yes. During the time of your rendezvous, we were fighting off furniture that was trying to murder us," stated Masako, stressing the word rendezvous.

I rolled my eyes at the medium. It was denfinitely the opposite of a rendezvous. More like an awkward situation. Only feistier. "Probably my fault," I muttered as I looked around the room and started to whistle.

"What?" asked John innocently.

Sighing, I continued. "I said it was probably my fault. My powers have been uncontrolable lately. Out of my reach. Especially for the past couple weeks."

"But we totally pummeled that furniture, and it looks like it hasn't been touched in decades," Takigawa explained while scratching the back of his head in confusion.

"Stuff like that happens a lot lately," I replied, blinking as if the occurance was an everyday thing.

"Okay, now this house is seriously starting to creep me out," sighed Ayako shakily.

I mentally sighed as the whole group went into deep thinking. My chin now rested on my hand and I looked around the room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a red splatter on the wall. When I turned my head fully towards it, I finally realized what the substance was.

Blood.

It had seemed to be oozing out of the walls, the patch expanding in size every few seconds. I could only watch as the scene played out infront of me. My eyes widened as I started to shake violently. I brought my knees to my chest and buried my face in the crevice it created. SPR looked up and stared at my form.

"Mai..?" John questioned, clearly worried.

"Whats that?" Masako exclaimed in fear as she pointed to the wall with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. "You can see it too Mai, right?" Her words were muffled. Everyone else looked at the wall and saw nothing of the sort.

I just nodded my head and let the darkness engulf me. All of the sudden, I felt something cold on my shoulder. I promised myself I would not scream. Then, a cold breath tickled at my ear and seemed to same my name,

"Mai..."

I screamed at the top of my lungs as the lights flickered and the whole house rattled. Loud noises could be heard in every corner. Once my cries ceased, the banging stopped and the lights went back to normal. The crimson liquid had now formed words on the surface in capital letters.

HEAR NO EVIL, SEE NO EVIL, SPEAK NO EVIL

"This is one angry spirit," spoke Oliver as the words dripped down the wall. As I looked with fright at the phrase, everybody turned to the middle, not wanting to face the wall.

"What is wrong with this place...?" said Ayako as she covered her face with her hands. Takigawa patted her on the shoulder to try a comfort her.

"The presence was so strong..." mumbled Masako.

"Oh my lord," John stated while grasping the cross around his neck and praying to himself.

My body still shook as I tried to calm down. This was nothing like I had ever felt before. All I knew was that it was angry.

Angry at me.

Hello there readers. I'm so so so so so so sorry I haven't updated in so long. If your still reading this story, I am most grateful. It is the end of the year and I have been very busy. Over the summer, I won't be updating as frequently. Packed summer. But, I am going to start writing another Ghost Hunt fiction called "Ghost Hunt:The Inside Story". Hope you guys read it. I love you all~ Please keep reviewing~

Sincerely,

~naruislikeaboss