CSI - Haunted
Summary: Strange things begin to happen around the CSI labs. But a twist
can happen at any time.
Always written in the third person.
Chapter 1
Greg's Experience
------------------------------------------- Sitting alone in a lab, blasting music was Greg's normal thing. The printer
began to spue out it's normal test results. Placing them aside, he
continued listening to music while trying to identify the poison in the
glass.
That's when the shadow caught his eye. Looking up, he found that stupidly, he had only saw that the computer screen to his left had changed onto the screensaver. Chuckling to himself, he turned the radio down. Looking at the clock he realized that his shift ended almost an hour ago. Only Grissom and
Sara would be left.
He suddenly realized that the room had become some-what colder than it was before. Trying to not think on what the reason could be, he reached into the drawer and grabbed some headphones, putting them on and turning them
all the way up.
Suddenly, a white flash caught his eyes. He looked back over at the computer screen. It had turned white and Microsoft Word had appeared on the
screen.
Taking the headphones off and wheeling over to the computer Greg tried to
close it out. But it didn't work. Suddenly words began to appear on the
screen.
'Hello, Greg... Having fun in your lab?'
The words just appeared on the screen. He couldn't control the computer. He
unplugged it in a scared haste. It didn't turn off.
'Oh, Greg... that wasn't very nice...'
Staring at the screen. Greg was frozen to that spot. The music blasting
from the headphones. Nothing happened for a moment. Then more words.
'What's wrong Greggo? Are you scared? You know, it wasn't very nice of you
to unplug me... you wouldn't want me to get mad... would you?'
Greg without realizing it, yelled. "What the hell are you."
'Greg, I'm the beginning of every end, the end of every life.'
Looking for something to calm his nerves.
"You're the letter 'E'?"
Suddenly the printer jumped to life. Spitting out a piece of paper that
says 'DEATH'.
Looking at it, he was really scared. Then he saw the bottom of the paper.
The IP address belonged to Sara.
Walking, no running to the door. He made his way to Sara's office. She wasn't there. He went the Gil's. He wasn't there either. He went back to
his lab to find the computer had been turned off, but plugged back it.
He sat back in his chair, staring at the computer for a moment. Before turning back to his work, trying desperately to brush off the feeling he
had.
He felt as if he wasn't alone. Turning around he saw a figure. It was
grayish looking. Staring right at him, no, right through him. Frozen in that spot, Greg couldn't move. The figure began to move closer. It was so close, Greg wouldn't even have to move to touch it. "The beginning of every end, the end of every life." It vanished. A poor, scared Greg, just passed out on the floor. All the lights went out, which meant that, and thank god,
the burners went with it.
When he woke - he didn't move. Didn't even flinch. That's how Sara found
him in morning...
Summary: Strange things begin to happen around the CSI labs. But a twist
can happen at any time.
Always written in the third person.
Chapter 1
Greg's Experience
------------------------------------------- Sitting alone in a lab, blasting music was Greg's normal thing. The printer
began to spue out it's normal test results. Placing them aside, he
continued listening to music while trying to identify the poison in the
glass.
That's when the shadow caught his eye. Looking up, he found that stupidly, he had only saw that the computer screen to his left had changed onto the screensaver. Chuckling to himself, he turned the radio down. Looking at the clock he realized that his shift ended almost an hour ago. Only Grissom and
Sara would be left.
He suddenly realized that the room had become some-what colder than it was before. Trying to not think on what the reason could be, he reached into the drawer and grabbed some headphones, putting them on and turning them
all the way up.
Suddenly, a white flash caught his eyes. He looked back over at the computer screen. It had turned white and Microsoft Word had appeared on the
screen.
Taking the headphones off and wheeling over to the computer Greg tried to
close it out. But it didn't work. Suddenly words began to appear on the
screen.
'Hello, Greg... Having fun in your lab?'
The words just appeared on the screen. He couldn't control the computer. He
unplugged it in a scared haste. It didn't turn off.
'Oh, Greg... that wasn't very nice...'
Staring at the screen. Greg was frozen to that spot. The music blasting
from the headphones. Nothing happened for a moment. Then more words.
'What's wrong Greggo? Are you scared? You know, it wasn't very nice of you
to unplug me... you wouldn't want me to get mad... would you?'
Greg without realizing it, yelled. "What the hell are you."
'Greg, I'm the beginning of every end, the end of every life.'
Looking for something to calm his nerves.
"You're the letter 'E'?"
Suddenly the printer jumped to life. Spitting out a piece of paper that
says 'DEATH'.
Looking at it, he was really scared. Then he saw the bottom of the paper.
The IP address belonged to Sara.
Walking, no running to the door. He made his way to Sara's office. She wasn't there. He went the Gil's. He wasn't there either. He went back to
his lab to find the computer had been turned off, but plugged back it.
He sat back in his chair, staring at the computer for a moment. Before turning back to his work, trying desperately to brush off the feeling he
had.
He felt as if he wasn't alone. Turning around he saw a figure. It was
grayish looking. Staring right at him, no, right through him. Frozen in that spot, Greg couldn't move. The figure began to move closer. It was so close, Greg wouldn't even have to move to touch it. "The beginning of every end, the end of every life." It vanished. A poor, scared Greg, just passed out on the floor. All the lights went out, which meant that, and thank god,
the burners went with it.
When he woke - he didn't move. Didn't even flinch. That's how Sara found
him in morning...