Blood:
(Narrator: Evelyn Chase)
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Blood, so red and dark it looked almost black as it flowed in one ebony stream across the cold, stiff dead grass. It met the dirt and became even thicker as it cascaded across the lawn onto the freezing concrete, which intensified its crimson hue against the harvest moonlight. The knife was covered in blood, the same blood that was now staining the pavement outside. The bathroom was dark, not a single light bulb in the fixtures above the ivory tub, but I could still hear the faded screams... screams that echoed for years...
I awoke that morning, it was still dark outside, and for some reason I wasn't the only one in the room. My head was still unsteady from the nightmare which woke me, but I could still feel the presence of someone else, I glanced over to the chair by my bed, there was someone in it, asleep. At first I thought it might have been Alex, but then my eyes adjusted to the dark and I saw who it was... Dennis.
I have to admit, it made me smile, to see him there... to see anyone there, just to know that someone cared whether I lived or died. It comforted me.
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"Hey." Evy whispered, awaking Dennis.
"Oh, hey." Dennis muttered, yawning. "What time is it?"
"Five thirty."
"How'd ya feel?" he asked.
"Better, my side doesn't hurt that much, just aches a little."
"Good, I'm glad you're okay." He whispered, the sound of worry dying down in his voice.
"Thanks."
The sun was up, and a new day had begun.
"Come on! The plane isn't gonna wait forever ya know! Come on!" Kalina shouted to Alex and Evy as they rushed to get their bags into the car.
A few hours later they were in New York, Evy and Alex were excited to be home.
The vans pulled up to an apartment building not far from Manhattan. The moon shone down on them as they stepped out of the automobiles, ready to capture the sixth ghost.
"Okay, everything is in place out back, but we got a slight problem." Henry told Evy, Alex and Dennis as he walked over to them.
"What?" Alex asked.
"The sixth spirit is inside... we need to get her out here." He told them.
"How?" Evy asked.
"Someone has to lure her." He said hesitantly.
"Well isn't that what the spells are for?" Dennis asked.
"Yes, but that only helps get them in the cube, not outside to where it is."
"Great, well I guess I'll have to do it." Alex said in a pessimistic tone.
"No! You cant, not by yourself!" Evy demanded.
"Oh and what, you gonna help... you'll just get hurt again, I can't see that happen!" Alex told her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, how bad can it be?"
Evy looked at her apprehensively, worried for her best friend.
"Fine, alright... just be careful!" Evelyn finally agreed nervously.
(Narrator: Evelyn Chase)
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Blood, so red and dark it looked almost black as it flowed in one ebony stream across the cold, stiff dead grass. It met the dirt and became even thicker as it cascaded across the lawn onto the freezing concrete, which intensified its crimson hue against the harvest moonlight. The knife was covered in blood, the same blood that was now staining the pavement outside. The bathroom was dark, not a single light bulb in the fixtures above the ivory tub, but I could still hear the faded screams... screams that echoed for years...
I awoke that morning, it was still dark outside, and for some reason I wasn't the only one in the room. My head was still unsteady from the nightmare which woke me, but I could still feel the presence of someone else, I glanced over to the chair by my bed, there was someone in it, asleep. At first I thought it might have been Alex, but then my eyes adjusted to the dark and I saw who it was... Dennis.
I have to admit, it made me smile, to see him there... to see anyone there, just to know that someone cared whether I lived or died. It comforted me.
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"Hey." Evy whispered, awaking Dennis.
"Oh, hey." Dennis muttered, yawning. "What time is it?"
"Five thirty."
"How'd ya feel?" he asked.
"Better, my side doesn't hurt that much, just aches a little."
"Good, I'm glad you're okay." He whispered, the sound of worry dying down in his voice.
"Thanks."
The sun was up, and a new day had begun.
"Come on! The plane isn't gonna wait forever ya know! Come on!" Kalina shouted to Alex and Evy as they rushed to get their bags into the car.
A few hours later they were in New York, Evy and Alex were excited to be home.
The vans pulled up to an apartment building not far from Manhattan. The moon shone down on them as they stepped out of the automobiles, ready to capture the sixth ghost.
"Okay, everything is in place out back, but we got a slight problem." Henry told Evy, Alex and Dennis as he walked over to them.
"What?" Alex asked.
"The sixth spirit is inside... we need to get her out here." He told them.
"How?" Evy asked.
"Someone has to lure her." He said hesitantly.
"Well isn't that what the spells are for?" Dennis asked.
"Yes, but that only helps get them in the cube, not outside to where it is."
"Great, well I guess I'll have to do it." Alex said in a pessimistic tone.
"No! You cant, not by yourself!" Evy demanded.
"Oh and what, you gonna help... you'll just get hurt again, I can't see that happen!" Alex told her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, how bad can it be?"
Evy looked at her apprehensively, worried for her best friend.
"Fine, alright... just be careful!" Evelyn finally agreed nervously.