To the guest reviewer. Yes this story is going to be almost the same as the other, but I have corrected my errors and made many changes to the story as well. As the chapters get higher the more changes you will see. I think by chapter 20 everything will be a lot different.

The four of us head downstairs to our little makeshift head quarts. When we open the double doors the four of us are a little stunned at what we see before us.

Both Jen and Sawyer are on my air mattress in the corner of the room fucking. Can you fucking believe this shit? This is like putting a pregnant woman who hasn't eaten in days in a room filled with all her favorite foods and telling her not to eat it. Maybe if I would have left out the no sex rule none of this would be going on.

"What the fuck is going on with everybody" Elliot bitches. Both Jen and Sawyer quickly scramble to cover themselves.

"Oh my god Ana I am so sorry, I don't know what came over us"

"Save it Jen" I put my hand up to stop her from saying anymore.

"Boss I'm really sorry, something came over us and it was like we couldn't stop" Christian just shakes his head and starts to laugh.

"Um I don't think this is funny, why are you laughing?" I ask him.

"It is, think about it. You tell everyone not to have sex but yet they end up fucking"

"Ok first of all not everyone has been fucking, so far it was just Jen and Sawyer"

"Give it time the night is still young and by the look of it, I think your friend Kate and my brother will end up fucking before this weekend is over" he says while pointing at Kate and Elliot who are standing at the table where all the food is laid out. Kate is popping grapes into Elliot's mouth while staring into each other's eyes.

"This is un-fucking-believable; we might as well just tell them all to get it out of their system and just do it already"

"Does these Succubus and Incubus usually work this fast?"

"No, this is the first time I have ever seen them work this fast"

"Maybe it isn't them that are doing it, maybe its fate," he tells me.

"I don't believe in fate"

"And why is that?"

"I would rather not talk about that right now, can we just get something to eat" It's true I don't want to talk about it. It's not something like to share to the public.

"Sure" he walks over to the table and grabs two plates one for myself and one for him. He hands me a plate. I grab a small piece of the sub from the platter and a couple pieces of fruit.

While Christian on the other hand takes about 3 pieces of the sub. While filling the rest of his plate with the fruit and chips. Wow this man can eat.

"Ah I think you still have some room on your plate for something else," I tease.

"Your right I do, but what I want won't fit on this plate" He smirks.

"Uh I don't think so. You might want to get your mind out of the gutter Mr. Grey"

"I wasn't talking about you, but now that you mention it" Picking up a piece of the watermelon from his plate. He slowly starts to suck on it all while looking at me from head to toe.

He pops it in his mouth, chewing slowly. I find this very hot. Once he swallows he begins to lick his lips.

He goes to pick up another piece and I just can't take it anymore if I stay in this room with him any longer I don't know what I'll do. I let out a little grunting nose and turn on my heel to walk out of the room.

There is a stairwell just outside the room. With my plate in my hands I walk over to the stairs walking up a few of them, than sit down. I place my plate in my lap and begin to eat.

As I get to my third bite of my sub I realize I didn't grab anything to drink. Just as I was about to put my plate down on the step above me a bottle of water appears in front of my face. I smile when I see that it's Kate.

"Hey Steele how's it going?" She asks. She moves my plate and sits next to me.

"I'm alright Kate, it's just…you know"

"Yeah I know, we should have stuck to the rules but Ana there is just something weird going on between the six of us. Like out of this world weird don't you feel it?"

"Yeah I feel something but unlike you guys I'm trying not to act on it"

"Then what the hell was that upstairs? I mean come on, we walked in on you making out and dry humping"

"Ok first let me make this clear. I wasn't lying when I said he tripped on something and tried grabbing me to stop himself from falling and instead of me saving him I ended up falling with him and landed right on top of him. I don't know what the hell I was thinking, his lips brushed up against mine. It just felt like one of those moments that you shouldn't pass up"

"So is he a good kisser?" she wiggles her eyebrows.

"Kate!" I say feeling embarrassed.

"Come on Ana you know you can tell me"

I start to laugh. "He isn't bad" I smile widely.

"I knew it! I could tell, you had your eyes closed the whole time"

"I did not. They were open the whole time"

"Nah uh Ana they were closed"

"Then I must have had dust in my eye"

"Sure if that's how you want to play it" She winks at me and stands. She walks backs down the stairs and goes back into the room.

I know I didn't have my eyes closed I am almost 99.99999% sure I didn't close my eyes. Whatever, Kate can say whatever she wants I know my body and I know my eyes were open.

For the remainder for the night I decided that it would be a good idea if the girls stayed with the girls and the guys stayed with the guys. Of course no one liked the idea so with being in the mood I'm in I throw my hands up and took matters into my own hands and head off on my own. I grabbed a walkie-talkie, the ghost box, and my voice recorder and headed off on my own. It didn't take long until I found the perfect spot.

I found myself inside the old waiting room where people would sit and wait for their trains to arrive. Most of the ceiling is on the floor grumbled but the parts of the ceiling that are still intact it's really something to see. From what I can tell the whole ceiling used to be painted like the sky, there are different colors of blues and even a few clouds.

I found two chairs that were folded up in the corner of the room I moved them over to the middle. On one of the chairs I set up the ghost box and my voice recorder and I used the other one to sit on. I turned on the ghost box and hit the search button.

I listened as the ghost box searched through all the channels, so far my ears haven't picked up on anything. Which is a little odd because I have been known to be one of the best ghost box listeners. I'm always the first one who is able to hear something. I stay there and listen for about 30 minutes and still nothing yet.

I was just about to give up and turn off the box when I heard the clearest "NO…not yet" I hear what sounds like a woman's voice, I turn around making sure no one is playing tricks on me. Jen did once and I'll never forgive her for it either.

Looking around I see that I am all alone. I turn on the voice recorder and hit record. Just like an EVP session I start to ask it question.

"Did you just say something to me?" I listen as the box searching again through all the channels just waiting to hear if someone will respond.

(FYI the *&^%$#$% marks is static. I'll explain at the end of the chapter)

"%^&*&^YES*&^%$%^" Again it searches through the channels.

"Can you tell me your name?" of course I know asking that question is a long shot but it never hurts to ask.

"%#$%^HELP%$##$%"

"Help? What do you need help with?" I ask and wait for a reply

"&$%&^HIM #$%" Him? Him who?

"Him? Who is him? I need you to tell me a name? Is there someone who needs help crossing over?" I wait and listen again for a reply but this time I get nothing, I sit and listen but the only thing that is coming through is static no voices or anything. Hmm that was a little odd. I reach for the voice recorder and stopped it.

Wow ok that is extremely weird, in all the years I have been doing this never did anything like that ever happen to me. I wonder who it is that needs help and who HIM is? I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard someone call me through the walkie-talkie.

"Ana you there? Over" I took the walkie-talkie from off my belt loop and said,

"Yeah I'm here, just finished with a ghost box session. Over"

"Ok well I just wanted to let you know it's about five in the morning and most of us are tired. Over"

"Ok I'll be there in a few minutes, just grabbing my things. Over" I place the walkie-talkie back on my belt loop. I picked up the ghost box putting my recorder in my pocket. I left the chairs right where they were because tomorrow I'm coming back. I want to find out who this HIM is and what it is that they need help with.

I walk through the concourse which is still very dark but I have my trusty flashlight on, the sun has yet to come up but it's still a little early for that to even happen. As I am walking I hear a faint whisper in my ear. "HELP HIM" I quickly do a 360 trying to see if anyone is around and yet again I am alone.

I call out "Hello? Is someone there?" I do another 360 just to be on the safe side and I still see nothing. Not getting a response I shrug it off and continue to walk, just as I was about to open the door to the little room where we are going to camp out in, I feel something touch me.

It sends this cold shiver throughout my whole body. I don't even move I don't even want to turn around and see if someone is behind me. I'm so cold from whatever it was that touch me I can see my own breath as I breathe.

Oh no it's happening again.

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A ghost box is a communication tool used by some investigators to speak to the other side. Typically, a ghost box is a modified portable AM/FM radio that continuously scans the radio band. When on it is believed to create white noise and audio remnants from broadcast stations that entities are able to manipulate to create words and even entire sentences.

The most common one used in the paranormal field is the Radio Shack 12-469 model. I have one that I use when I go out on ghost hunts.