A Girl:
(Narrator: Dennis Rafkin)
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Great... so I was just outsmarted by a girl... a weird girl, but never the less... a girl! A pretty, but weird girl... and her eyes, where have I seen them before! Damn my memory! She is kinda nice though, right? God! What am I saying! I'm gonna die if I keep this shit up! I need a drink!
Damnit! Out of booze! Out of pills! Out of hope! I need a liquor store, or a pharmacy... either one would be nice right about now!
Wait! I think I saw a twenty-four hour pharmacy down the road from the hotel! I can't believe I've been here all this time and didn't remember that pharmacy! Now where did I put that prescription?
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Dennis left the hotel, walking down the side of the highway, prescription in hand.
Meanwhile in Serena and Henry's room at the hotel, some careful planning was being done.
"So, Cyrus thinks he can just trap them does he?" Kalina asked her twin, but not identical, sister Serena.
"I guess you could say that." Serena answered.
"Well why this guy, he seems a little... well, not all there!" Kalina said, commenting on the description of the second ghost.
"I have no idea, Cyrus gives me their names and locations, it's my job to find out exactly where they are. I got a little help last time though."
"Really, how." Kalina asked smugly.
"The tall guy, Dennis, he seems to be able to predict where they are, down to the very last detail!"
"You don't like him I take it?" Kalina asked, hearing the sound in her sister's voice when she spoke of Dennis.
"He just seems to know too much is all, like he and Cyrus are, well..."
"In cahoots?" Kalina said, interrupting her.
"Exactly, you think so too?"
"I don't know, he just doesn't seem the type... he looks too stupid to me." Kalina remarked, rolling up some old tarnished scrolls.
"He's smarter than he looks, him and that one girl, Evelyn... I think something is up with her too!"
"Well, anything is possible." Kalina stated with a conniving tone to her voice.
"I'm back." Henry said calmly as he entered the hotel room, interrupting the conversation at hand.
He walked over to Serena and kissed her on the cheek, Kalina stared at them evilly the whole time.
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Gettin' Paid:
(Narrator: Dennis Rafkin)
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Great... pain killers! Finally, I have more! At least this will help with the headaches tomorrow! God, I still can't get over the fact that she talked me into going to New York tomorrow! I must be going soft!
What am I going to do? I need the money, but is it really worth it? I mean, my life... the ghosts' lives, or at least what's left of them?
*sigh*
Yep! It's worth it! Call me selfish, insensitive... what have you, but at least I'm gettin' paid!
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Dennis got back to his hotel room, it was around ten at that time, and he was tired from walking. He laid down on the bed and dozed off, content with the thought of having his 'trusty painkillers' at his side.
A knock came on the door, and Dennis awoke almost instantly, jittery. He walked to the door, wearing the same wrinkled red sweater and black pants he had on the previous night.
"What- oh... its you." Dennis said as he opened the door, his loud tone fading to a disappointing one as he saw Evelyn standing before him.
"Yeah... its me." She said in the same sad tone as before in the lobby when she had knocked him down.
"What do ya want now, its-" he paused to glance at the clock on the wall. "its four in the morning!"
"Its time to go, get your stuff."
"What! Now, we're leaving now, in the middle of the night!?!" he asked in a jumpy manor.
"Well to some people its morning, not night, so... yes, we're leaving." Evy said, walking away from Dennis' hotel room.
"Oh, how convenient for 'some people'!" Dennis muttered as he gathered his things and left the hotel room for the last time.
(Narrator: Dennis Rafkin)
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Great... so I was just outsmarted by a girl... a weird girl, but never the less... a girl! A pretty, but weird girl... and her eyes, where have I seen them before! Damn my memory! She is kinda nice though, right? God! What am I saying! I'm gonna die if I keep this shit up! I need a drink!
Damnit! Out of booze! Out of pills! Out of hope! I need a liquor store, or a pharmacy... either one would be nice right about now!
Wait! I think I saw a twenty-four hour pharmacy down the road from the hotel! I can't believe I've been here all this time and didn't remember that pharmacy! Now where did I put that prescription?
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Dennis left the hotel, walking down the side of the highway, prescription in hand.
Meanwhile in Serena and Henry's room at the hotel, some careful planning was being done.
"So, Cyrus thinks he can just trap them does he?" Kalina asked her twin, but not identical, sister Serena.
"I guess you could say that." Serena answered.
"Well why this guy, he seems a little... well, not all there!" Kalina said, commenting on the description of the second ghost.
"I have no idea, Cyrus gives me their names and locations, it's my job to find out exactly where they are. I got a little help last time though."
"Really, how." Kalina asked smugly.
"The tall guy, Dennis, he seems to be able to predict where they are, down to the very last detail!"
"You don't like him I take it?" Kalina asked, hearing the sound in her sister's voice when she spoke of Dennis.
"He just seems to know too much is all, like he and Cyrus are, well..."
"In cahoots?" Kalina said, interrupting her.
"Exactly, you think so too?"
"I don't know, he just doesn't seem the type... he looks too stupid to me." Kalina remarked, rolling up some old tarnished scrolls.
"He's smarter than he looks, him and that one girl, Evelyn... I think something is up with her too!"
"Well, anything is possible." Kalina stated with a conniving tone to her voice.
"I'm back." Henry said calmly as he entered the hotel room, interrupting the conversation at hand.
He walked over to Serena and kissed her on the cheek, Kalina stared at them evilly the whole time.
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Gettin' Paid:
(Narrator: Dennis Rafkin)
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Great... pain killers! Finally, I have more! At least this will help with the headaches tomorrow! God, I still can't get over the fact that she talked me into going to New York tomorrow! I must be going soft!
What am I going to do? I need the money, but is it really worth it? I mean, my life... the ghosts' lives, or at least what's left of them?
*sigh*
Yep! It's worth it! Call me selfish, insensitive... what have you, but at least I'm gettin' paid!
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Dennis got back to his hotel room, it was around ten at that time, and he was tired from walking. He laid down on the bed and dozed off, content with the thought of having his 'trusty painkillers' at his side.
A knock came on the door, and Dennis awoke almost instantly, jittery. He walked to the door, wearing the same wrinkled red sweater and black pants he had on the previous night.
"What- oh... its you." Dennis said as he opened the door, his loud tone fading to a disappointing one as he saw Evelyn standing before him.
"Yeah... its me." She said in the same sad tone as before in the lobby when she had knocked him down.
"What do ya want now, its-" he paused to glance at the clock on the wall. "its four in the morning!"
"Its time to go, get your stuff."
"What! Now, we're leaving now, in the middle of the night!?!" he asked in a jumpy manor.
"Well to some people its morning, not night, so... yes, we're leaving." Evy said, walking away from Dennis' hotel room.
"Oh, how convenient for 'some people'!" Dennis muttered as he gathered his things and left the hotel room for the last time.