Chapter 8-Research

"Alvin," Simon said with a sigh, "there is no page on ghosts because that book is about monsters, not ghosts, spirits, or anything of that sort." Alvin sighed.

"Well what are we gonna do now?" Jeanette asked with panic evident in her voice.

"Yeah," Eleanor said also with some panic in her tone, "Dave and Ms. Miller don't believe us."

"I got an idea!" Alvin said anxiously, "Let's call Madame Raya, she'll…" Simon rolled his eyes.

"No!" he cut in before Alvin could finish, "last time we went to her for advice, it didn't help us at all." Alvin rolled his eyes and sighed with irritation.

"Alright, Simon," he said sarcastically, "What do you think we should do?" Simon thought for a minute.

"I know there's a library in town a few miles from here," he said finally, "we could go their tomorrow morning and do some research on…"

"Whoa," Brittney interrupted, "time out! I am not doing research on my vacation." Simon gave her a glare.

"Well, surprisingly, I don't want to spend our vacation doing research either," he said trying to hide the anger and stay calm, "but would you rather bunk with a ghost for our entire vacation?" Brittney sighed in defeat.

"No," she said rolling her eyes and reluctantly giving in. Suddenly, the "Monster Book of Monster Facts" flew across the room and out the open window, all by itself. The children gasped with fear.

"U-uh, Simon," Alvin said nervously grabbing his brother's arm, "does it have to wait until tomorrow? I-I'd rather go tonight."

"Normally, Alvin," Simon said calmly, "I would say that's a horrible idea, but right now, that's the best idea you've ever had." Alvin was shocked by his brother's words.

"Really, Simon?" he said looking at his brother.

"Well, yeah," Simon said, "but don't let it go to your head."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Brittney snapped impatiently, "Let's get going." They all nodded and walked toward the bedroom door. Then tiptoed out the front door and carefully shut the screen door, trying not to let it slam shut. Then they walked down the steps and onto the street.

About 20 minutes later, they arrived at the library.

"We have to do this quickly," Simon said, "its 10:30, they close in an hour." They walked up to an elderly lady sitting behind a desk, writing something.

"Excuse me, ma'am," Simon said politely. The lady looked up.

"How may I help you kids?" she asked cheerfully.

"Um, would you happen to have anything on ghosts and hauntings?" he asked.

"Yes we do," she said, "right over there." She pointed to one of the middle bookshelves.

"Thank you," Simon said as he and his friends walked toward the shelf.

After 30 minutes of research, Simon looked up from his book and gasped. Alvin noticed his brother's expression.

"What?" he asked.

"This," Simon said, "it says that ghosts and hauntings only cause sudden cold chills, ghost encounters, strange noises, and occasionally object flying in mid-air. It doesn't say anything about encountering bloody human-like figures, lights suddenly going out, or doors slamming repeatedly."

"W-Which means?" Alvin asked hoping that didn't mean what he thought it meant.

"This is no ordinary haunting!" Simon cried.

Yeah I know, short chapter, but I couldn't really come up with anything else to write for this chapter, and I couldn't think of a better place to stop it for this chapter. I like reviews!!! lol