Once again, I have to thank everyone who has read and reviewed.
I greatly appreciate your kind words and praises, makes me feel like I'm doing something right with this story. :) Keep them coming. - Leigh
Chapter 5
Stepping over endless piles of shattered glass, Kaitlyn began to look around the inside of the house's foundation.
"This certainly looks like the maid has been fired." Kaitlyn added sarcastically as Randy made his way towards at one time was a light switch.
"And look, no light!"
Setting her backpack to the ground and opening it, Kaitlyn removed a flashlight and turned it on allowing it to dimly light up the atmosphere around them.
Making her way further through the remains of the house, Kaitlyn felt the glass crunch beneath her tennis shoes.
A loud crunch sound came from behind her as she heard the footsteps of Randy stop.
Turning around and beaming the flashlight on him, she watched as something had caught his eye.
Kneeling down, she continued to watch as he picked up something and held it into the light of the flashlight.
"What did you find?"
"Looks like someone left behind a pair of glasses, I accidentally stepped on them."
Eyeing the glasses, Kaitlyn noticed one lens cracked from the impact of Randy's foot.
Reaching out for the glasses Kaitlyn held them up to her flashlight, observing them.
"They don't seem to be eye glasses, or sun glasses. Who would wear these god awful looking things?"
Shrugging Randy replied,
"Well, they obviously were used for something."
Kaitlyn laughed sarcastically as she slipped them on her face.
"Maybe they belong to a ghost!"
Not finding Kaitlyn's comment amusing, Randy frowned.
"Please keep all ghost comments for when we leave this place."
Nodding Kaitlyn agreed.
"Sorry, I forgot you were afraid."
"Not afraid." Randy stated matter of factly,
"This place just gives me the creeps."
"As it should."
Hearing a third voice caused Kaitlyn and Randy to look towards the front entrance.
Automatically recognizing the third person, Kaitlyn rolled her eyes in disgust and annoyance.
"Well, if it isn't Little Miss Investigative Journalist."
Eyeing Shaleene approaching them Kaitlyn sarcastically retorted.
"Don't you have a corner to stand on somewhere?"
Laughing lightly Shaleene ignored Kaitlyn's comment.
"If you'll both excuse me, I have a story to uncover here."
Standing in front of Shaleene, Kaitlyn declined.
"I don't think so, we were here first."
"First, second, like it matters. I'm the professional here, not you."
"Actually," Randy defended Kaitlyn,
"Katie is an investigative journalist for 'The Catch' now."
"The Catch?" Shaleene questioned,
"Oh wait, isn't that the little magazine that has won all those awards?"
Randy countered proudly, "Yes it is."
"Oh", Shaleene added uninterested.
"Well, this is my story so if I were you I'd leave now."
Shaking her head Kaitlyn replied,
"If anyone should be leaving it should be you."
Shoving her way past Kaitlyn, Shaleene made her way to the next area of the foundation which led her to steps going downstairs.
"If my gossip serves me correctly, this is the basment where the ghosts were stored."
Kaitlyn rolled her eyes once more.
"Ghost stories don't scare me, I've put up with you for this long and that's more evil than any non existant ghost."
"Suit yourselves, but good luck." Shaleene added as she continued to wonder away from Kaitlyn and Randy and through the basement on her own.
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"I don't really think we should let her explore around on her own." Randy added beginning to feel a little on edge.
"Randy, if a ghost wants her, I'd gladly sacrifice her with no problem."
Shaking his head at Kaitlyn's comment, Randy let a grin escape his lips.
Still forgetting that she was still modeling the pair of glasses Randy had found in the floor just moments before, Kaitlyn noticed a shadow from the corner of her eyes.
Looking in the same direction, Kaitlyn moved closer to the shadow in curiousity.
"Leave this place."
Hearing an unfamiliar voice whisper out, Kaitlyn turned to Randy.
"Did you hear that?"
Looking up from a pile of shattered glass, Randy shrugged.
"No, hear what?"
"I don't think Shaleene came alone."
"Why do you think that?"
Pointing towards the corner of the room, towards the shadow hovering in the darkness, Kaitlyn turned to Randy.
"What?"
"Don't you see that shadow?" She whispered as he looked once more and then focused his gaze back onto her.
"There is no shadow."
Looking back in the direction, Kaitlyn still saw the shadow.
"Are you blind, do you mean to tell me that you don't see that shadow?"
"Kaitlyn, there is no shadow there." Randy stated once more not seeing anything.
Turning his back on her, he continued to explore the area they were in quietly.
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"Leave!"
Looking around, Kaitlyn still heard the voice.
"You leave!" Kaitlyn added rather loudly causing Randy to turn around and look at her once more.
"Why do I need to leave?" He questioned bewildered as Kaitlyn turned to him.
"Don't tell me you didn't hear that."
"Hear what?"
"You didn't hear a voice tell me to leave?"
"No, all I heard was you telling me to leave."
Kaitlyn shook her head, "No, I was telling the voice to leave, not you."
"Oh, and how often do you hear these voices?" Randy asked beginning to feel even more nervous from the way Kaitlyn was acting.
"Randy, just shut up. Let's move on to the basement."
Shifting his camcorder from one hand to the other, Randy nodded.
"Let's go."
I greatly appreciate your kind words and praises, makes me feel like I'm doing something right with this story. :) Keep them coming. - Leigh
Chapter 5
Stepping over endless piles of shattered glass, Kaitlyn began to look around the inside of the house's foundation.
"This certainly looks like the maid has been fired." Kaitlyn added sarcastically as Randy made his way towards at one time was a light switch.
"And look, no light!"
Setting her backpack to the ground and opening it, Kaitlyn removed a flashlight and turned it on allowing it to dimly light up the atmosphere around them.
Making her way further through the remains of the house, Kaitlyn felt the glass crunch beneath her tennis shoes.
A loud crunch sound came from behind her as she heard the footsteps of Randy stop.
Turning around and beaming the flashlight on him, she watched as something had caught his eye.
Kneeling down, she continued to watch as he picked up something and held it into the light of the flashlight.
"What did you find?"
"Looks like someone left behind a pair of glasses, I accidentally stepped on them."
Eyeing the glasses, Kaitlyn noticed one lens cracked from the impact of Randy's foot.
Reaching out for the glasses Kaitlyn held them up to her flashlight, observing them.
"They don't seem to be eye glasses, or sun glasses. Who would wear these god awful looking things?"
Shrugging Randy replied,
"Well, they obviously were used for something."
Kaitlyn laughed sarcastically as she slipped them on her face.
"Maybe they belong to a ghost!"
Not finding Kaitlyn's comment amusing, Randy frowned.
"Please keep all ghost comments for when we leave this place."
Nodding Kaitlyn agreed.
"Sorry, I forgot you were afraid."
"Not afraid." Randy stated matter of factly,
"This place just gives me the creeps."
"As it should."
Hearing a third voice caused Kaitlyn and Randy to look towards the front entrance.
Automatically recognizing the third person, Kaitlyn rolled her eyes in disgust and annoyance.
"Well, if it isn't Little Miss Investigative Journalist."
Eyeing Shaleene approaching them Kaitlyn sarcastically retorted.
"Don't you have a corner to stand on somewhere?"
Laughing lightly Shaleene ignored Kaitlyn's comment.
"If you'll both excuse me, I have a story to uncover here."
Standing in front of Shaleene, Kaitlyn declined.
"I don't think so, we were here first."
"First, second, like it matters. I'm the professional here, not you."
"Actually," Randy defended Kaitlyn,
"Katie is an investigative journalist for 'The Catch' now."
"The Catch?" Shaleene questioned,
"Oh wait, isn't that the little magazine that has won all those awards?"
Randy countered proudly, "Yes it is."
"Oh", Shaleene added uninterested.
"Well, this is my story so if I were you I'd leave now."
Shaking her head Kaitlyn replied,
"If anyone should be leaving it should be you."
Shoving her way past Kaitlyn, Shaleene made her way to the next area of the foundation which led her to steps going downstairs.
"If my gossip serves me correctly, this is the basment where the ghosts were stored."
Kaitlyn rolled her eyes once more.
"Ghost stories don't scare me, I've put up with you for this long and that's more evil than any non existant ghost."
"Suit yourselves, but good luck." Shaleene added as she continued to wonder away from Kaitlyn and Randy and through the basement on her own.
___________________________________________
"I don't really think we should let her explore around on her own." Randy added beginning to feel a little on edge.
"Randy, if a ghost wants her, I'd gladly sacrifice her with no problem."
Shaking his head at Kaitlyn's comment, Randy let a grin escape his lips.
Still forgetting that she was still modeling the pair of glasses Randy had found in the floor just moments before, Kaitlyn noticed a shadow from the corner of her eyes.
Looking in the same direction, Kaitlyn moved closer to the shadow in curiousity.
"Leave this place."
Hearing an unfamiliar voice whisper out, Kaitlyn turned to Randy.
"Did you hear that?"
Looking up from a pile of shattered glass, Randy shrugged.
"No, hear what?"
"I don't think Shaleene came alone."
"Why do you think that?"
Pointing towards the corner of the room, towards the shadow hovering in the darkness, Kaitlyn turned to Randy.
"What?"
"Don't you see that shadow?" She whispered as he looked once more and then focused his gaze back onto her.
"There is no shadow."
Looking back in the direction, Kaitlyn still saw the shadow.
"Are you blind, do you mean to tell me that you don't see that shadow?"
"Kaitlyn, there is no shadow there." Randy stated once more not seeing anything.
Turning his back on her, he continued to explore the area they were in quietly.
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"Leave!"
Looking around, Kaitlyn still heard the voice.
"You leave!" Kaitlyn added rather loudly causing Randy to turn around and look at her once more.
"Why do I need to leave?" He questioned bewildered as Kaitlyn turned to him.
"Don't tell me you didn't hear that."
"Hear what?"
"You didn't hear a voice tell me to leave?"
"No, all I heard was you telling me to leave."
Kaitlyn shook her head, "No, I was telling the voice to leave, not you."
"Oh, and how often do you hear these voices?" Randy asked beginning to feel even more nervous from the way Kaitlyn was acting.
"Randy, just shut up. Let's move on to the basement."
Shifting his camcorder from one hand to the other, Randy nodded.
"Let's go."