Author's note- Thanks to my awesome reviewers for your support of this story! I apologise that I haven't updated in a few weeks, but I have been annoyingly busy with school. I'll try and get the next chapter up quicker. Oh and if you like Ghost Hunters, I have another ghost hunters story called Save Me- so please check it out- it's a one-shot, but I'm planning a sequel!

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Chapter 9

I sat poised with a paper and pen in front of me; earphones on, listening intently for any signs of paranormal phenomena in the basement. Had I collected any compelling pieces of evidence yet? No. Nothing. I was sat listening to absolutely nothing but white noise which- after twenty minutes- had become rather boring. Sighing as I turned the voice recorder off and removed my headphones, I jumped as I heard Grant say from beside me:

"Catch anything?" I turned to look at him, he looked apologetic as he said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you jump."

"Oh it's okay. And no, I didn't catch anything at all," I told him.

"I caught some audio from the attic," Alex informed us from the other side of Grant. "Yeah, I caught what sounded like a female voice saying something... do you want to see what you make of it?"

"Yeah, go ahead." Grant smiled.

"It's loud enough to hear without headphones," Alex added as he turned the clip on. Both Grant and I listened carefully as the sound of white noise blasted out of the speakers- we waited a few seconds until...

"Man, did you hear that?" Grant exclaimed.

"That's crazy," I muttered, amazed. "It's definitely a female..."

"Can you make out words?" Alex asked us.

"Yeah," Grant said nodding, as Alex replayed the clip again. "What do you think Lucy?" He asked me. I noticed that he was writing what he thought it was on a piece of paper before I said:

"It sounded like..." I shook my head, it was really crazy what I thought- but I continued, "Go kill yourself." I studied Grant's expression as I said that, he smiled and showed me the piece of paper that mirrored the words I just said.

"That's what I thought it was too," Alex murmured.

"That's a great catch Alex, can you write down the times so we can show Jay and the others when they came back?" Grant requested.

"Sure thing," Alex nodded as he jotted down some information.

"Well, we only have the second floor bedroom audio, and the basement infrared to go through now..." Grant told us. (He had already watched the handheld cameras in the basement- which he got nothing on.)

"I'll look at the basement infrared if that's okay?" Alex offered.

"Great, thanks," Grant agreed, "We can both go through the second floor bedroom audio together then." He turned to look at me with a small grin on his face as Alex set to work on the video. Not a moment later, I found myself nervously eyeing up my headphones as Grant prepared the audio on the voice recorder. I had been dreading the audio- not as much as the video- but I had still been dreading it. In all honesty, I really didn't want to have to hear the voice filled with hatred tell me to go die. It terrified me; and I ended up starting to scratch my hand again. I jumped as I felt Grant's hand touch my arm gently- stilling my movements.

"Are you okay?" He murmured. I bit my lip and nodded at him, trying to look braver than I was. He gave me a small smile and left it at that as we both put our earphones on. We listened in silence as we heard ourselves talk and get responses in the form of knocking. Both Grant and I marked the times it happened for later reference- it certainly backed up what we claimed to hear at the time. After a few moments, I heard myself say: 'Okay, you have our attention now, is there anything you would like to say?' Grant and I listened intently for any sign of a response. I knew we were up to the part where I heard that voice for the first time- I took a deep breath and bit my lip- bracing myself to hear it. I caught Grant giving me a worried sideward's glance; I just sent him a reassuring smile. With bated breath we waited. For what seemed like forever, but was in actual fact seconds, we just listened. Just when I was about to think that I had imagined it at the time, a harsh male voice made its presence known to me and the voice recorder.

'Go die.' I flinched as it ran through my ears. Memories of the night before came flooding back like a tidal wave. His angered face flashed in my mind, his unnerving gaze showed no emotion as his hand reached out to grab me.

"Lucy." I jumped as I felt someone touch me. The ghost's face had gone and I found myself staring into Grant's worried, warm brown eyes. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I muttered shaking my head. Would I ever escape all of this? Or was this man intent on haunting me forever?

"Lucy?" My eyes snapped back to his again as I was brought out of my thoughts. "You seemed to be in a world of your own."

"Oh, uh," I stammered. "That voice... that was the one I heard, before I... uh, kind of freaked out on you..."

"I thought it was," he smiled sympathetically. Suddenly, Alex caught my eye. He was snickering silently to himself as he occasionally glanced at me. Once he had noticed that I was looking at him, he mouthed the word 'wimp' at me. With gritted teeth, I took a deep breath- I wasn't going to snap right now at him. I saw him laugh at this. Looking back at Grant, I noticed that he was frowning. He followed my gaze back to Alex- who immediately pretended to be getting on with reviewing evidence.

"Is there a problem?" Grant whispered as he turned back to face me.

"No, none at all." I muttered.

Suddenly, there was a brief knock on the door before Jason, David and Richie all filed into the room. Grant looked up at them and smiled as they came up to us.

"Any luck?" Jason asked us with a small smile.

"Yeah actually," Grant started, "We just found a male disembodied voice from the second floor bedroom and Alex found a female voice in the attic."

"Here let me play it for you," Alex said happily, "I'll let you guess what you think it says." He got to work setting up the audio and finding the right time and pressed play.

"Whoa!" David exclaimed. Jason nodded, smiling- as did Richie.

"That's awesome." Richie said excitedly. "It sounds like... go kill yourself."

"That's what I was thinking," Jason agreed, "Great find Alex." While this was going on, I had been rewinding our audio to just before where the voice started.

"Once again, we'll let you decide what it says," I said to them, "This is from the second floor bedroom with me and Grant." They all waited, listening.

"Jeez," Richie laughed, "These aren't happy ghosts."

"That one sounds definitely like- go die." David voiced his thoughts.

"It does," Jason murmured, "Hopefully, with the research we've got as well; we'll be able to find even more evidence for this family."

"So did you find anything at the library?" Grant queried.

"Actually, we did find some pretty interesting stuff." Jay said as he and the others all pulled up chairs opposite us. "We found out that the house has some intense history." From his pocket he took out a newspaper article. "This was from one hundred years ago."

"Four suicides!" Grant exclaimed sadly.

"Yeah," Richie said, "One was in part of the forest to the left of the house, one was in the field just beyond the graveyard, another was in the attic, and the final one was in the second floor bedroom."

"So that would explain why you heard those voices in those areas of the house," David told us.

"We couldn't get more information than that unfortunately," Jason sighed, "But, we can focus our investigation on those areas tonight. So we will just be in either: the attic; the bedroom; in and around the graveyard; and in the forest."

"Awesome," Alex grinned, "Will we split into smaller teams' tonight- or even investigate solo?"

"Well I was just coming to that," Jay said, "There will be no solo investigations, it's too dangerous to be on our own especially with all the suicides and with what happened to Lucy when she was on her own." He paused, thinking for a moment, "So tonight, Lucy, you'll either be with me or Grant, and you boys can go in a pair with one other with me. So basically- we are going in groups of two tonight."

"Sounds good," Grant agreed. "So should we get on with the infrared cameras? After that we will be done." They all nodded their agreement and everyone set around watching different pieces of video from the different rooms.

For an hour and a half we intently watched the screens for any signs of paranormal activity. And guess what? We got nothing. I sighed as I took out the video tape I had been watching and put it away carefully. I saw some of the others doing the same.

"Hey guys," Grant addressed us, "I'm just coming up to the part in the second floor bedroom where Lucy said the apparition appeared. Do you all want to watch to see if we got something as you have all otherwise finished?"

"Yeah sure," was the general response from everyone as well all shifted to sit around Grant and his screen. Just before Grant was about to press play, Jason suddenly spoke to me:

"Do you want to watch this Lucy?" His voice was laced with a hint of worry.

"Yeah, I do," I replied. In all honesty- I was actually dreading it. I didn't really want to relive that minute of my life, and see that the emotions in it.

"Are you sure?" Jason pressed, "If you don't want to then that's absolutely fine."

"I'm sure," I said, trying to sound brave. He nodded, still looking worried, but we all turned to face the screen in front of us. He pressed play and we immediately heard me say:

"Hey! Are you done with these silly games? Cause I want to see something better than this! Come on, show yourself!"

I glanced at the boys, and Jay and Grant and saw the surprised looks on their faces at my bravery. There was a pause before we heard a guttural, harsh growl:

"Go die!"

I cringed as I watched the next part. The boys snickered slightly as I screamed on the video, struggled around, and fell to the floor to pick up the walkie talkie. The next part in the video I was focusing on the door and not on what was intriguing everyone else.

Slowly, a shimmering mist formed, and I watched myself- how could I have not noticed it forming at the time? It swirled, getting larger and larger, it began to take a tall humanoid figure. Then, quite suddenly, a slightly transparent man was standing.

"Holy shit," Richie muttered.

I looked as the figure approached me- its hand outstretch. On the video I heard myself say:

"Go away! What do you want?" I felt a couple of tears trailed down my cheeks as I continued seeing the replay of those torturous few moments. I flinched as the man growled:

"Go die!" It had gotten so close to me- and I saw myself fall to the floor. The boys laughed a little at my pathetic self. Suddenly, the ghost man had vanished into thin air and Grant had gotten through the door to where I sat, dazed on the floor. More tears fell, leaving hot trails on my cheeks as I watched myself faint into Grant's arms.

"That's enough," Jay said softly to Grant, "Turn it off." Grant complied and stopped the video. The boys were still snickering.

I couldn't stay in the same room as them, and I felt their eyes on me as I continued to cry. Wiping the tears away, I swiftly stood up, and walked quickly out of the room and away from David, Richie and Alex. Once I was outside our hotel room, I walked down the deserted corridor- away from the room a little. I sat down and buried my face in my hands. It hadn't been more than a few seconds until I heard rapid footsteps. I peeked out slightly to see Grant jog over to me- worry written all over his face. He slowed down as he neared me and he sat down next to me. Without saying anything, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. That was it- I broke. I leaned into Grant's chest as I just cried. He rubbed my back and shoulder, and he rested his head on top of mine as he kissed my hair once.

"I'm sorry Lucy." He started after I had stopped crying, "That was alot to go through and it wasn't a good idea to watch it and see it all again..." Grant sighed a little, "And those stupid boys didn't help either." There was a hint of annoyance towards them in his usually gentle tone, "Jay's having a go at them now."

"Wait what?" I said, "That'll make it worse, they'll just do it anyways. They think I'm a wimp."

"No, Jason will make sure they don't do it again. And if they do- I think he might just murder them. And after going through that- you are certainly not a wimp. I'd like to see them come face to face with a full bodied apparition." I heard the smile in his voice and I had to smile with him.

"I can't believe we caught it on video," I murmured happily as I sat up slightly to look at him.

"I know right!" He was suddenly excited, "That is the best piece of evidence we've ever got- in face, and it's probably the best evidence out there!" He grinned at me, "And it's all because of you!"

"I'd never have been able to do that if it wasn't for you guys though," I smiled, "I still can't believe it."

"It's definitely Youtube worthy," Grant laughed, "With the owner of Spectre's Manor's permission, that will be going up on Youtube and on our website for sure. God, we should even add it in on the next episode of Ghost Hunters or something."

"That would be so cool," I grinned excitedly.

"Should we go back?" Grant asked. "I reckon Jason's done yelling now."

"Yeah, we should," We both stood up together.

"I'm really proud of what you did you know," Grant told me. I just smiled at him. He laughed slightly and brought me in for a hug. I loved Grant's hugs- they were always warm, and it made you feel safe and secure. He planted another kiss on my head before we walked back to our hotel room. And I was already getting excited for what tonight had planned for us.