(Hey everyone.. Sorry for the short chapter. Being sick kind of deadens the artistic ability.)

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Samuel looked around himself. He couldn't see anything, but he could feel a cold still feeling in the air. Something that warned that they where intruding upon something that was warning they where in danger just by being here. They walked toward the next room and Dennis took his glove off. He touched the wall and felt the boy Johnny in there. With the Glasses he could see him. His stomach having a hole in it. The blood still wet and fresh just has the day he died. He shook his head has he felt something else. This other person was close to them. It was someone dangerous and someone that didn't want anyone here. He turned in time to see the man in the visions of these other people. There was Charles Bartlet.

"Samuel move!" Dennis got out has a table overturned.

He looked at Charles who was making an evil face. The ghost was close to them but stayed where he was. Something was keeping him back from them. He looked where they where. Behind where they where was a chapel. He then saw something that some spiritualist called the purity light. The light of a sanctified place that was said to purify a spirit and send them on to the next world.

"I think that we should go through the chapel" Dennis Suggested.

Samuel looked at them for a moment and shook his head.

"Dennis it is easier to head up these steps." Samuel suggested.

"It might be easier Samuel, but the chapel is safer." Dennis said.

Samuel nodded deciding to take his advice. They walked through the chapel doors into the center of it. Dennis looked back to see Bartlet make the "Your dead" gesture before he faded into the background. They opened the doors leading up the next story of the hospital behind the chapel. Dennis touched the handrail before he thought and a vision hit him. He began to shake has he saw Bartlet walking down the stairs. A nun standing there telling him that he needed to stop. That the lord would forgive him, and that all would be all right if he would just turn himself in. He watched Bartlet smile that sick smile of his and grab a crucifix. He walked toward her. She stepped back and he caught her by the arm. Aiming the Crucifix he rammed it into her chest. She fell back and Screamed has her vision began to get dark. He walked over and then spat in her face.

"Will he forgive that sister?" He said has he walked out the door.

Dennis felt sick to his stomach. He wanted to puke and he wanted to leave. Just how insane had this man been in life to do things like that? He looked at Samuel.

"Who was the nun?" He asked simply.

"Her name in Christ was Mary Elizabeth. She was a nun that did work here for the hospital and donated any money that she got for it to the burned ward. The only thing of hers that I found in the hospital was a small cross." Samuel said has he looked around.

"I think that she is still here, but not in this room. She is somewhere else. I don't know where though." Dennis said has he felt sweat dripping down his face. He wanted to turn and leave. He was beginning to wonder if the money was worth this. Cause if that mad man could do that when he was alive. He could sure do a hell of a lot worse now.

Deciding that paying the rent on the apartment was worth it he decided to continue up the steps. Has they walked they felt the steps starting to creak and could hear them splintering under them. Obviously no one had been in this part of the hospital hadn't been traveled in for a long, long time. The hall seemed to get worse the further up they went. Dennis looked at the door and noticed that it had a pattern where buckshot had been fired. Knowing better than to feel of it he used his gloved hand to push it open.

The upper hall looked has empty has the bottom of the hospital but just being here made Dennis feel and see visions of the past. He turned to Samuel and saw a fleeting vision. He saw Samuel and there was Bartlet. Samuel was grasping his chest and falling back. Then the vision cleared. What ever it was there was defiantly a bad sign.

Samuel looked around himself. The saw flashes of spirits and then nothing. It was like always. He normally didn't see them but in a place that was filled with spiritual power like this. His flashes of seeing them increased. Guess that in a way his flashlight had a little more power in this part of the tunnel.