(A/N: Hey, I'm back on track. So, my ten volumes of Ghost Hunt the manga came in the mail today. Unfortunately, no one was home to sign it. So, they took it back. DAMN FedEx!!! Anyways, I do not own Ghost Hunt. R&R. ENJOY!!! ^-^)

Case 2

Demon Children

File 5

Tuesday

April 27

Day 3

2:00 p.m.

Naru didn't even look back as he exited the room.

"Mai. Just let it go. He's not worth it." Monk said, trying to calm me down. I sighed and straitened my polo's collar and dusted off my skirt. He was right - he wasn't worth it.

"WAIT! Did you just say that three kids died while I was away?!" I turned my attention back to Amber once I got control over my emotions.

"Unfortunately…yes." Amber replied resuming her whispered tone and hunched over position.

"Bu-Bu-Bu- HOW?!" I asked. A tear escaping my thought to be dried up tear gland.

"While Jonathan and I were at the base, we all heard a shrilled scream. We ran towards the direction in which it came from, but it was much too late. The three children had their skin peeled right off. One was still alive. Poor Amy, she wouldn't stop crying. She claimed that her whole body felt irritated. She begged us to help, but she died in my arms." Amber said sobbing. Jonathan wrapped his arms around her and she buried her face in his broad shoulder. I was too shocked to say anything. Tears slid down my cheeks, but no words exited my now dry mouth.

"Wha-Wha-What did you guys do with their bodies?" I asked in a hushed tone. I didn't want to frighten or worry the remainder of the children from the orphanage.

"Some of the workers from here already took them to the cemetery. It's kind of been like a routine lately." Jonathan answered me. Monk was gently patting my back.

"Amber-chan, why do you weep?" I heard children speaking. They spoke emotionlessly and at the same time. Pretty Creepy! We all turned around to see three children standing at the doorway. Two boys and one girl. Monk, Ayako, Yasu, Masako, Amber, and Jonathan all gasped. I was totally confused.

"What's going on?" I asked Monk quietly.

"Mai, those were the kids that died." Monk informed me. I froze with fear. The children stood motionless.

"YA-YA-YOUR DEAD." Amber said breathlessly pointing her slim finger at the group of children.

"Your bodies were skinned! We buried you last night!!!" Amber was now screaming.

"Amber, Amber, Amber. You know sooo little. Death is just a five lettered word. If one wishes to return, one just might." the children still spoke as a group. They walked towards Amber (as a group), completely ignoring the rest of us. Suddenly, Amber fainted.

"She gets what she deserves for calling you!" said Lucy's voice from behind us. Her voice as blood curdling as ever! She approached us, in a floating, or hovering, manor. Her skin was now black and dried up, sticking to her bones! Jonathan kneeled next to Amber. Shaking the unconscious girl gently.

"Amber! Amber! PLEASE WAKE UP! I NEED YOU!!!" Jonathan cried.

"I warned you." Lucy chimed.

"What do you want?!" I asked Lucy.

"A collector's job is never complete. One can never have to many items in their collection. Besides, skin is every where. And to tell you the truth…..I JUST COULDN'T IGNORE THE CRAVING I HAD. LISTENING TO THEIR CRIES FOR HELP AND MERCY. PLEAING ME TO SPARE THEIR LIVES. I LIKE THE FEELING OF POWER! THE ADRENALIN!! THE THRILL!!!" said who I assume to be Charles, the killer. Suddenly, everyone in the room (except for the ghosts) were skinless. All you could see was our meat and muscles!!!