Hello, hello! As soon as I get down with this chapter, I'm going to be posting a new one of my fan-fics up here, so, look out for it! And guess what? This part here is the farthest I've gotten on my writing it with my old writing style (I'm totally rewriting it in my new way of writing right now) so the next chapter will be completely new to me, too! ^_^



Helga243: I'm so glad you do, too! You seem to be the only one that does, though. Thank you for reading this (and loving it, ^_^)!



Disclaimer: nope, don't now, and never will, own Hey Arnold!





Arnold gasped, and stared at the tunnel in the wall. "Oh man... oh man..." he whispered under his breath as he walked over to the tunnel to look down it better. He bent down and looked down it, as far as he could see. "Oh MAN!" he said, rather loudly. Callista smiled, nodded her head, and bent down next to him.



"Yeah, I know! Now come on, we need to find that jewelry box!" she exclaimed, grabbing his hand, and dragging him into the dark tunnel. Fortunately, Callista's eyes, being as bright as they were, lit a little bit of the pathway. They walked down it for a while, and to Arnold it felt as if they were on a treadmill, not going anywhere. He looked around, and sighed. It was getting pretty boring, and he was sure that the wall on the other side of him was the same exact wall he had been beside a few minutes before.



Suddenly, Arnold felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, and began breathing heavily. "Was that you, Callista?" he asked, making Callista stop. She was obviously in front of him. If she was in front of him, then who was...?



"Was what me?" she asked, and Arnold gulped.



"Someone tapped my shoulder; was it you?" he asked, extremely nervously. Callista gulped, and shook her head.



"No... I couldn't have, I'm in front of you." she said... just what Arnold DIDN'T want to hear. He nodded his head, and slowly looked behind him.



He opened his eyes, that he had closed because he was afraid of what he would see, and his jaw dropped. "AAAAAAAAAHHH!!" he screamed, when he saw who-or what-was behind him. There was a pair of glowing eyes, similar to Callista's, except blue.



Callista began to panic (a/n: a ghost... panicking? That's a new one). "WHAT, WHAT!?!?" she asked, and looked back at Arnold, who was looking at the eyes. Callista's own glowing eyes widened, and she gulped. "I thought I was the only one that knew about this?! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!" she screamed.



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Downstairs, everyone heard the screaming, and looked up at the ceiling. "Do you guys hear that?" Gerald asked, making Helga looked at him with a blank stare.



"Why do you think we're all staring at the ceiling, Brainiac?" she asked satirically, making Gerald look back down at her. suddenly, the screaming got louder, making everyone except Helga, Phoebe, and Gerald panic.



"It sounds like Arnold is in trouble!" Gerald exclaimed, and Helga nodded her head. But then she noticed that there wasn't just one voice.



"Wait... there are two people screaming." she said, then turned deathly pale, her eyes wide. "Arnold... and a girl." she said, and Gerald looked at her strangely.



"But no one went with Arn..." he started, but cut himself off, because he realized what Helga was saying. His eyes widened, and he looked back up. "You don't think?"



"That's exactly what I was thinking, Geraldo!" she exclaimed, grabbed Gerald's hand, and dragged him up the stairs, at running speed. When they got up the stairs, they stopped to listen to where the screaming was coming from. They realized it was coming from Mr. Simmons room, and ran in. Helga let go of Gerald's hand, and began searching everywhere. "Hey, football head, where are ya'!?" she shouted, halfway expecting to actually hear him respond. He didn't, though.



Gerald looked around, then to the fireplace. "The voices are coming from the fireplace." he stated, and walked over to it. Helga looked at him angrily, and stormed over to the fireplace.



"Why would the be in the fireplace, huh, Geraldo? It's not like it's a fake one and if I pull this candle the fireplace will move revealing Arnold, and the ghost girl!" she said, pulling down on the candle that Callista had pulled. The fireplace moved away from where it was, and Helga stared at it in shock. "Uh..."



"Uh huh. Good job, Helga, now come on, we have to save Arnold!" he said, grabbing her hand the way she had his, and pulling her into the small passage. They walked down it, until they came to Arnold, Callista, and the newest pair of eyes. But they didn't see that pair, because they were staring at Callista's eyes. "Arnold, look out behind you! There is that girl that you were talking about!"



"She's now my friend! It's the one in front of me that I'M worried about!" he yelled, making the eyes in front of him turn and look at Gerald and Helga. Their eyes widened, and they began screaming.



"Now there are TWO of them! TWO!?!? AAAAAAAAAHHH!!" Helga screamed.



"Run everybody!" Callista shrieked, and her and Arnold ran down the tunnel, the way they were going. Helga turned to Gerald, and pointed down the way they had came from.





"Downstairs, hurry!!" she yelled, and began running the way she was pointing.



"You don't have to tell me twice!" he yelled as he ran after her. When they got down to the room where the others were, Mr. Simmons jumped up from his sitting position.



"What is it? What happened? Where were you two?" he asked, as Helga and Gerald stopped next to him, breathing heavily from their run.



"Arnold...ghost girl...saw...thing...don't know...what...but...it...had blue...eyes!" Gerald panted, still scared to death. Helga nodded her head vigorously.



"What he said!" she said.



Krystle looked at her cousin and her cousin's classmate in complete shock. "Now there are TWO?!?! NOOO!!! Wait... where is Arnold?" she asked, looking around. Helga looked back towards the stairs, and gulped.



"He ran down the secret path with ghost girl." she said, and Krystle sat down, breathing heavily.



"With ghost girl!? Why with her, not you?!!" she said, apparently panicking. Helga looked back at her hysterical cousin, and sighed.



"They're friends, now. I don't know why, though." she said with a shrug. Phoebe then cut into the conversation.



"Excuse me, but, what secret path?" Phoebe asked, walking up to Helga. Gerald and Helga pointed up the stairs, their eyes wide.



"The one in Mr.Simmons' room behind the fireplace!!" they exclaimed in unison, and Mr. Simmons walked up.



"Let's go check this out, shall we?" he asked, leading the two spooked children up the stairs to his room. Once they got into the room, Helga ran over to the fireplace, and pulled down the candle, making the fireplace move again. Mr. Simmons' jaw dropped. "Oh my..." he gasped, walking over to the hole in the wall.



"And there is a blue eyed thing in here." Gerald said, walking a little ways down the passageway, but not enough to completely disappear from site. He had barely even walked in, actually. "But I don't see her." he said, looking around. Helga rolled her eyes, and pushed Gerald out of the tunnel.



"It was down farther, Geraldo, you chicken." she said, walking down the tunnel. After a while, niether Mr. Simmons nor Gerald could hear Helga's footsteps, and couldn't see her either. Suddenly, a blood curdling scream echoed through the tunnel, and out to Mr. Simmons and Gerald.





"Helga, are you ok!?" Mr. Simmons yelled down the tunnel when the scream ceased. He looked down at Gerald with a extremely worried look. "Oh my... oh my... this is not good..."