Sam felt the net rock and tumble. She tried to see outside, but the net was too thickly woven to even get a good glimpse at where they were going.
Finally, after what seemed like several hours, the nets were dropped and fell open.
Sam jumped up, only to knock her head on the top of the cage, hard. For a moment her vision swam, and Sam forced herself to focus on Skulker.
"Let us out of here!" She screamed at him, rattling the bars.
Skulker laughed, "After all the trouble I just went through to capture you? No!"
"What do you plan to do with me?" Sam asked.
"Both of you," Skulker corrected, pointing at a separate cage to the left. Inside, there lay Annie, whimpering and staring at nothing, "You'll be my bait. I plan to finally finish the ghost boy once and for all!"
Furious, she shook the cage door again.
"Try all you want, but only ghosts can unlock that door," Skulker walked right up to Sam, getting into her face, "And neither of you are a ghost!" He glanced at Annie's cage, "Though I don't think I'll bother locking her cage, she seems helpless and as worthless as a newborn." He laughed evilly at that.
Sam spat on his face. Skulker made a disgusted noise, wiping off the spit.
"I'd get cozy if I were you," Skulker informed her, "You're going to be here for a while." And he flew off.
.
"Books, books, books," Danny muttered to himself, "Where do I find books?" He perked up and changed the direction where he was going, "The library!"
It was closed today, but that wasn't a problem for Danny as he walked through the walls. His ghost sense went off.
"To get your next clue, you need to bring me a book I've spent too much time finding," a female ghost from behind said.
Danny turned to her. She wore a simple dress and had a braid that nearly touched her butt.
"Please, can you just give it to me? The lives of my friends depend on me finding that clue!"
The ghost shook her head, "It's in the book I need, and will only appear when I get it."
Danny almost groaned aloud, "What's the book called?"
"A friend of yours checked it out, one about those who protect the shores where spirits live."
Danny closed his eyes and had to take a deep breath, "Which of my friends checked it out?"
The ghost shrugged.
"Well, thanks anyways," Danny said and left.
Tucker's house was the closest. He'd search his-
wait a minute. Tucker would NEVER check out a book, he has his PDA. Danny mentally kicked himself and headed to Sam's.
He had barely flown through the window when an alarm went off. Immediately after, Danny was blasted out the window with a ray gun.
"What is this, my parents' house!?" he cried. He could tell Sam's parents weren't home to let him in the front door(their car was missing), and he had a feeling the process would be repeated if he entered uninvited again.
Danny found himself cursing and hoping Annie would have checked out a book on ghosts.
.
Minutes later, he found himself in her room. It was neat, clean, her CD's stacked neatly next to the radio while miniature statues decorated the shelves, almost mocking him.
Danny, not wanting to go through all of Annie's stuff, began scanning the shelves for any sign of a book.
"Where are you?" he muttered to himself.
He was so busy looking at the shelves that he bumped into her desk, knocking it over.
"Dang!" Danny cursed, hitting the floor.
Amity Park Public Library was the words that greeted him when one of her books landed on his head.
"Yes!" Danny cheered, examining the book. He noticed it had a book cover on it, so he ripped it off.
The Classification of Ghosts. Danny remembered when he met Annie at the library that this was the book she had covered. For some reason, his curiosity flared up, but he shook his head. He'd have to ask Annie about it after he saved her and Sam. He flew back to the library.
.
"Here," Danny handed over the book to the ghost the moment he flew in.
The ghost smiled at him, taking the book. She opened it up, where Annie's bookmark lay. Though it was upside down, Danny could make out the first part of it:
We were freed by the UNKNOWN ONE. Only UNKNOWNS could ever have that type of power, and they were far and few between. Praise our current UNKNOWN, for without her, we and all other HALFLINGS-
"There you go," the ghost handed over a piece of paper to Danny, breaking his upside down reading.
"What is a Halfling?" He asked the ghost, taking the note.
"Something inhumanly born, made by all humans, the beings who protect the shores to the spirit world," the ghost answered, "We ghosts praise the Halflings, they have helped many souls, and resent the artificial ones." She then glared at Danny, disappearing.
Great, Danny thought, more riddles.
But that didn't matter now. He had another clue, and he was determined to find the girls.
.
2 new followers to this story! WELCOME! Because without you, I'd be waiting for someone to post a review to let ya'll in on the next chapter!
Yes, I love feedback. Yes, I keep repeating myself. BUT NO MATTER, as the title, says, FOR I HAVE POSTED THIS CHAPTER!
Anyways, thank you for reading (as always) and please leave a review if you want that next chapter (unless, of course, we get a new follower(but until that)) BECAUSE I'M BEING SUPER SERIOUS THIS TIME! I love your reviews, and I READ THEM ALLL!
Ok. Enough of me ranting. Happy Easter!