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Hollywood Babylon Part 2
Me and Dean get back on set to find out another crew guy died. Apparently he killed himself, but there is definitely something wrong here. They were filming a scene. I wasn't paying much attention. Sam was keeping me updated on what he's finding, and crew members are constantly asking for things. Dean was somehow able to stay on set a lot more than me. I get back with one of the camera guy's coffees to find they had stopped the scene.
"What's going on?" I ask one of the guys.
"Tara called cut. No one knows why." He says. I walk over to Dean to watch what was happening.
"I-I-I just can't wrap my head around the dialogue, you know? Salt? Doesn't that sound silly? I mean, why would a ghost be afraid of salt?" Me and Dean exchange a look.
"Okay, um...Marty?" Marty goes over to them.
"Yo." Marty says.
"What do you think?"
"Not married to salt, what do you want? We still sticking with condiments?"
"It just sounds different, not better. What else would a ghost be scared of?"
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me." Walter says next to us.
"What would a ghost be scared of? Maybe, uh, maybe shotguns." Marty says.
"Okay, that makes even less sense than salt." McG says.
"These people are idiots." Walter says clearly irritated and leaves. That's when I notice Sam coming over to us.
"Walter's a little testy for a P.A., huh?" Dean says.
"How's it going in here?" Sam asks.
"It is going really good, man. Tara's really stepped up her performance. I think it's probably from all the sense memory stuff she's drawing on."
"Sense memory?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"Kate what do you have?"
"I haven't found anything. I haven't had much of a chance since they're filming. I've been trying to get up to the catwalk, but it's been very difficult."
"At least someone here remembers the case. I thought you hated being a P.A. Dean?"
"I don't know. It's not so bad. I kind of feel like part of the team, you know? It's good..." Dean says holding out a plate of food. "Oh, taquito? They're wonderful."
"No. Ummm...listen, I conned my way into the morgue."
"And?" I ask.
"News reports were right: Brad's a doornail, no question."
"Copy that." Dean says into his headset. I couldn't hear what he heard, so they must have asked Dean specifically. "I'm sorry, what?"
"'Copy that?'"
"What did you say?"
"The news reports were right. Brad's a doornail..."
"They are aware." Dean says again into his headset. I roll my eyes.
"Who's aware?" I ask.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?"
"Uh, uh, uh the newspaper's right. Brad's a doornail, no question about it." Sam says.
"I guess it's a good thing we didn't skip town." Dean says.
"Yeah."
"Oh, come here. I want you to hear something." Dean pauses. "Copy that. On my way." Dean says into his headset as he leads us over to the sound guy. He must have gotten something I didn't. "Hey Dave. Can you play them that thing you were playing me earlier?" Dean asks.
"Sure." Dave says handing both me and Sam some headphones. We hear some audio for the movie. Nothing weird so...just then the audio becomes staticky and distorted. We all share a look. We thank Dave and head backstage. They were done filming for right now, so we could get back there.
"From the night of Brad's stage dive, all of a sudden, I'm getting electromagnetic readings up the wazoo. For some reason, it's a legit haunting now." I say.
"Well, who's the ghost, guys? What's it want?" Sam says.
"I don't know. I think we should take a look at Brad's death scene." Dean says. We head outside and go into one of the trailers that was unlocked. Dean had grabbed one of the DVDs that had Brad's death on it. He popped it into the DVD player as we settled on the couch.
"Hey, where'd you get this DVD?" I ask.
"They're called dailies, Kate, you should know this." I roll my eyes. "I got it from Cindy. She's kind of got this on-and-off thing going with Drew. He dubbed me an extra copy." He sits next to me and presses play. We watch the footage with Brad's death. "All right, here's where the guy fell through the roof."
"Right." Sam says.
"All right, here we go." Dean says fast forwarding to the part.
"They must have super-hearing." Mitch says on the tape. Just then Brad falls through the ceiling hanging by a noose.
"Hey, wait, go back, go back." Sam says. Dean rewinds the tape. "Right after. Right aft-yeah right. Wait. There." He says pointing to something on the screen. On the screen, you could see a woman in white off to the side.
"It's like 'Three Men and a Baby' all over again." Sam looks at Dean confused. "Selleck, Danson, and Guttengerg. And...I don't know who played the baby." Dean says.
"What's your point?" Sam asks.
"There's a scene in the movie where people say that the...the camera caught a ghost on film. Apparently, in the background of one of the scenes, there was this boy that nobody remembers from set. Spirit photography." Dean says. Sam looks back to the tape.
"I've seen her before." Sam says nodding to the lady on screen. We take the tape back out and leave the trailer. Who's trailer was this anyway? No time to think on that. We get back on set and play our parts while Sam goes to get something. Sam meets me and Dean at the table in the crafts services tent with an article. "Here. Check this out." Sam says hands us the article. I grab it and start looking at it, but Dean doesn't do the same.
"Yeah, go for Ozzy." Pause. "No, I don't have a twenty on Tara. I think she's 10-100." Pause. "Okay, copy that." He turns back to us. "I'm sorry. What were you saying?" Me and Sam roll our eyes at Dean.
"Elise Drummond, starlet back in the thirties, had an affair with a studio exec. He uses her up, fires her, leaves her destitute, so Elise hangs herself from Stage 9's rafters into a scene they're shooting." Sam says.
"Just like our man, Brad. So, what? She's got it in for the studio brass?" I ask.
"Possibly. I mean, it's a motive. And Brad's death matches her exactly." Sam says.
"We're digging tonight, aren't we?" Dean asks. Later that night, we head to the graveyard to take care of the bones of this lady. The boys drew the short straws, so they get to dig up the grave. I only have to do the rest. Unluckily, this graveyard is huge, but we're less likely to be caught because of that. On the upside, there's a map for this place, which Dean currently has. He's actually really good with directions.
"Which way?" Sam asks after walking a bit.
"Uh...over there." Dean says pointing down a path next to us. "Hey." Dean says stopping.
"Yeah?" Sam asks. Dean points at a memorial for Humpty Dumpty.
"This map is totally worth the five bucks! Hey, we've gotta go check out Johnny Ramone's grave when we're done here." I shake my head and smile.
"You wanna dig him up, too?" Sam asks playfully.
"Bite your tongue, heathen!" I let out a laugh as we continue on. We pass another memorial, which I can't tell who's it is. "Oh, that's cool."
"You know, Dean, what I don't get is why now? I mean, after seventy-five years, Elise Drummond suddenly goes homicidal, you know? Why this movie?"
"Well, maybe she's mad they're making a scary ghost flick."
"Come on, is it really that scary?" Sam asks.
"It isn't." I say. Dean stops in front of a grave. It reads Elise.
"Here we go." Dean says.
"Yep, all right." Sam says catching up to me and Dean.
"Yahtzee." The boys start digging as I sit on the ground. It's gonna take them a bit. The boys finally get done and climb out. I hop in and pour the gasoline and gas on the girl. I reach out my hands and the boys pull me up. Dean hands me his lighter, and I let burn those bones. Sometimes it's just really satisfying to burn bones and let the spirit rest in peace. We head back to the motel feeling good. I am suddenly woken up by Sam shaking me.
"Sam, what's going on?" I ask sitting up.
"There's been another murder. We got to go." I jump out of my bed and get dressed fairly quickly. It's come to the point where I don't care to get ready in front of the boys. It used to be so awkward. After living together over a year, it's no longer awkward. You can't really be awkward when you get injuries in some awkward spots. After we get ready, we head off back to the set to see what we missed. When we get there, the police are still investigating. "Run-in with a giant fan. Sam thing happened to an electrician back in '66, a guy named Billy Beard." This doesn't make sense. I really wish I could remember every episode, but that's just not possible.
"What the hell, dude?" Dean asks obviously being as confused as I am.
"I don't know. Doesn't seem like Elise this time, either. It's not her M.O."
"No, we already torched her. So, what, are we dealing with another ghost?"
"Maybe." I say.
"Yeah, but these things don't usually tag-team." McG calls a huge meeting for everyone, so we head over to where that's happening to hear what he says. We wait for a bit before he finally steps out of his car.
"Everyone! Huddle in!" Everyone goes quiet and turns to him. "In light of Jay's accident last night, and in cooperation with the authorities, we're shutting down production for a few days." There were groans all around. "I know. I know. Look, I'm not gonna lie to you. We've had a few setbacks this week, but we all know what Jay and Brad wanted more than anything. And that was to see Hell Hazers 2: The Reckoning on screens all across America!" I'm not so sure about that, but whatever it takes to raise spirits. "Now, we owe it to them to go on and to pull together and make this damn movie, huh?" There was cheers all around. "But...but but but not today. Go home. Someone will call you." Instead of heading back to the motel, me and Sam go back to the trailer to review the new footage we had. It starts off with the character Wendy reading something in Latin. I know some Latin, but that's mainly the exorcism I have memorized. The boys found it foolish that I memorized it, but they don't know it's going to be very necessary in later years.
"Wendy, don't." The character Kendra says interrupting Wendy.
"What are you, afraid of ghosts? Come on, it'll be fun." Wendy says. Dean comes back after finding out where the electrician that died in 1966 is buried.
"Hey." Dean says taking a seat next to me.
"Hey. So, you find out where the electrician's buried?" Sam asks.
"He wasn't. Billy Beard was cremated."
"Great. Now what?" I ask.
"No idea. Any more ghost cameos in the dailies?"
"Not in the first six hours. You know, maybe the spirits are trying to shut down the movie 'cause they think it sucks. 'Cause, I mean, it kind of does." Sam says.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Wendy says on screen as she continues to read. Sam then gets a weird look on his face and rewinds the tape. He looks at the Latin that Wendy is reading.
"Listen to the invocation." We stay silent for a moment. "Guys, that's the real deal...a necromantic summoning ritual. What the hell is that doing in a Hollywood movie?" Sam asks. I looked at the paper she was reading, and I could read what it said. Where was this coming from? I got halfway down the page, when my head started hurting badly. I close my eyes and let out a small whimper. The boys look at me.
"Kate, are you okay?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, I just have a massive headache right now." That wasn't English, and I don't think that's Latin either. There's something inside of me telling me that was Enochian. Like legit Enochian. How the hell am I able to read that like it's English?
"How about you stay here and take a nap. We'll come get you when we're done talking to the writers." I nod my head and lay down. I feel a blanket fall on me as I pass out.
To Be Continued...
There you go guys! Another chapter in the books! So, another revelation brought to life! Kate can read Enochian! What does that mean? Is she a prophet? What does that mean for our heroine? Well, I guess you'll have to keep reading to find out. As I'm writing this, I start school tomorrow! Wish me luck as this is my last semester of college! Anyways, I hope you guys have an amazing day! Bye guys!
