Hi, everyone! I'm veering away from my normal romance stories that I usually post for a moment... So, this is a fanfic about a show that I find quite interesting and entertaining, and one that I couldn't find on this sight... Ghost Adventures! It's about these three guys - Zak, Nick and Aaron - going to the most haunted places in the US, and they investigate the paranormal activity in those places. I love this show, mainly because I have a morbid curiosity with the paranormal and ghosts and things like that, and the three guys make the show so entertaining to watch, despite the ghostly stuff. This is just a fun little story about the Ghost Adventures crew (GAC) going to Sportsman's Warehouse (which is actually my place of work XD) and doing a side investigation there. For their lockdown (they spend one whole night in a location, and they call it a lockdown because they are locked in for that whole night), they pull in one of the skeptics who works at the store, and she is shocked at what she experiences.

This story only has two parts, so that makes this the shortest story I've posted on this sight haha. Enjoy!

Part 1 - The Agreement

This is ridiculous. There is no such thing as ghosts.

I watched as all my coworkers were surrounding the Ghost Adventures crew that happened to walk into the store, talking with them, asking them questions and taking pictures with them. I would join them, it's just I'm not a big fan of this crew. They search for things you can't even see, things that aren't there. My sister Ash always watches their show, but I steer clear of it because I think it's all hokey.

"Kal, c'mon!" my coworker Shannon, a fellow cashier, said and made an arm gesture that told me to come over to the group. I leaned off of the counter near the register I was manning and walked over, my arms folded. The store was open, it being mid-day in mid-February, and it was in the teens outside, so it wasn't busy whatsoever. In fact, there may be only one customer in the store. I might as well. I didn't have to worry about making someone wait at my register

"Yeah, I've totally seen him," I heard as I walked into the conversation. I met one of the crew members eyes, the buff one, but then he looked away and looked at Chris, one of the hunting managers, who just spoke.

"So there really is something going on here," said the guy who I met eyes with. I think he's the host, or the leader of the group. I tucked some of my wavy brown hair behind my ear. The guy's really, well, the only word that comes to mind is hot.

"There sure is," said our office manager Jess, who was thirty-five, five years older than myself, and who had brown hair like me, only it was always pulled up into a bun the top of her head. "I've seen him, too. Like one day, about a year ago, I was opening with Joshua here, early in the morning around seven, and I was in the back in receiving. That's when I heard footsteps and I turned and saw this figure in the shadows near the door where our shipments come through. He noticed that I saw him, and he walked on right through the wall."

"I remember you freaking out about that after that happened," commented Joshua, our store manager who was two years younger than me—he's the youngest store manager for Sportsman's Warehouse in the state of Idaho. "You came back to the front extremely pale, and you were shouting that you saw something strange back there."

"Wait, so you saw a full-body apparition?" asked the same buff guy again, and I rolled my eyes.

Jess nodded. "I sure did, but it was more a shadow figure. It scared the living spit outta me. I don't like going to the back into receiving for that reason."

"Wait, so that's why you always refused to come to the back when I needed you for something, and you would just send Joshua?" asked our receiving manager Ned. "I just thought you didn't like me."

"Who does?" Leo, one of the guys who worked in camping, joked and nudged him, and Ned shoved him. The two guys laughed.

"Who's the man, do you think?" asked the host, whose name I suddenly remembered is Zak since Ash has gushed about him before, mainly for his looks. And rightfully so. "The one that you saw that morning?"

"I don't know," said Chris, and he rubbed his brown beard. "We sell firearms, ammo, arrows, knives, tent stakes... it could be anyone who had an unfortunate accident with one of them."

"We actually had the police come and ask us questions about one man who was shot with a gun that we sold, and with ammo from this store as well," said Joshua. "They needed verification that he was indeed in this store and bought the gun and ammo legally and properly."

"Seriously?" asked one of the guys who works at the gun counter, Joey, who was in his early-twenties. "Hopefully it wasn't me who sold him that gun."

"When was this?" asked Zak.

"About a year-and-a-half ago," Joshua answered.

"Then that apparition might have been him. Has anything else that seemed paranormal happen here that you guys know about?"

The group became silent for a moment, then someone spoke up...

"I've heard voices, too, when I come into work early in the morning, and no one is in my area of the store," said Mandy, our only inventory person. "I come in at seven, and when the two opening managers are up in the front prepping the registers, I hear whispers near my desk, which is way in the back of the store."

"Whispers?" asked another of the crew, the bald one. Ash told me about him, too, yet I couldn't remember his name. Maybe his name is Adam? Aaron? "What do they say?"

"I can't understand what they're saying most of the time," said Mandy. "My desk is right above the receiving area, so I'm guessing it's the man that Jess saw. I'm pretty sure it's a man who was whispering."

"Psht," I scoffed, and the group of a dozen people looked at me, and that included the two girls how were working the customer service, which we were standing next to. "What?"

"Kal's a skeptic," Jess told the Ghost Adventures crew. "She laughed when I told her about the apparition, and said that it was just matrixing and such."

"If I don't see it, I don't believe it," I said with a shrug of my shoulder. "Plus, shadow figures? Really?"

"But you've heard those whispers I've told you about," Mandy refuted. "Back when you came to help me out that one morning."

"I heard the air system, and I think that's what you heard, too."

"We love skeptics," said Zak, and he turned to face me. I noticed his brown, determined eyes. "I think you should come with us for one of our lockdowns."

"What? Oh no fair..." Leo enthused, his browns creasing.

"Thanks, but I'll pass," I said.

"It's a lot of fun," said the bald crew member, and the other guy with them nodded in agreement. What was is name? Nick?

"Where are you guys going next?" asked Jess.

"Idaho State Penitentiary in Boise," Zak said. "We're super excited about it. But, I think we can take a detour along the way. We can do a spontaneous lockdown here. What do you all say?"

"Heck yeah!" most exclaimed, and other cheered.

"Oh my gosh..." I muttered, not believing that this was happening. I notice Zak turning to face me again.

"Seriously, we want you to join in this one. It's always fun to have skeptics join us on lockdowns and see their opinions change."

"I'll pass," I said again.

"I guarantee that you'll start believing in spirits once you join us on one of our lockdowns, and why not do one at the very store you work at?"

"C'mon, Kal, do it," Shannon begged, holding onto my arm.

Everyone was looking at me, waiting for my answer yet again, and I felt an uncomfortable heat creep up my neck. I met Zak's brown eyes, and I could see in them that he was serious about this. I huffed through my nose. "Okay, fine."

I didn't know just what I got myself into.