A/N: Again thanks for all the great reviews. I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter!

Bo pulls the General Lee to a stop in front of the old ramshackle farmhouse. The two cousins pull themselves out of the car and stand together by the hood.

"We goin' in?" Bo asks eyeing the old house doubtfully.

"Yep."

"Well I jus' hope the ol' place don't decide ta fall down 'round our ears."

"Jus' be careful Bo. Let's go." Neither Bo nor Luke notices the fog as it rolls across the General toward them, tendrils stealthily twining around their ankles. They head up to the porch and carefully make their way across rotted planks to the door. Luke reaches for the doorknob, stopping suddenly when Bo grabs his arm.

"Uh, Luke, I got a real creepy feelin' 'bout this. Like we shouldn't go in there." He whispers.

"Knock it off Bo. Yer jus' scarin' yerself cause its Halloween."

"But what 'bout what Uncle Jesse said?"

"Bo." Luke gives one of his looks that Bo knows to well. Bo swallows hard, but nods his head for Luke to go ahead. Luke reaches out to turn the knob, barely touching it before jerking his hand back.

"What's the matter?" Bo asks urgently. He still can't shake the gut feeling that something real bad was about to happen. Luke looks at his fingers for a moment before glancing back at him.

"It's cold as ice. It's chilly tonight, but not that cold."

"See Luke, Uncle Jesse said strange things happen here."

"Aw Bo. There ain't no such things as ghosts or goblins. I'm sure there's a perfectly logical reason for it."

"I don't know." Bo shakes his head. "But if yer set on goin' in there, I'm goin' with ya."

"Good, let's go then." Luke reaches for the knob again and gives it a quick twist, touching it as little as possible. He takes a step in the doorway before feeling around for the light switch. Finally locating it, he flips it but nothing happens.

"Huh. Lights don't seem ta be workin' in this room." Glancing around the barely lit room he spots an oil lantern on a side table a few steps from the door. "Bingo." There, conveniently beside the lantern, was a box of matches. He struck a match and put it to the wick, the lantern giving off a glow of light as it caught. Turning around he spots Bo still standing in the doorway, nervously scanning the room.

"C'mon Bo, shut the door."

"What if it won't open once I shut it?" Bo asks only half joking. He grimaces, but steps the rest of the way in and pushes the door shut.

"Looks like the staircase is through here." Luke says as he moves further into the room. Bo hesitantly follows him. As they reach the staircase, a strong wind whistles and gusts down the stairs past them.

"Whoa! You awright Bo?" Luke looks back at him and sees how pale he is. "Bo?"

"I feel like someone jus' walked over my grave. That wind didn't blow 'round me, it went straight through me." Bo replies softly.

"It was only the wind. There's probably a windah open upstairs somewhere or a broken one or somethin'. That's all."

"If you say so Luke, but I really don't think that's what it was. Do ya remember even the slightest breeze blowin' outside?"

"Well, no. But it must've blown up real fast."

"Yer really reachin' Luke, but I'll agree with ya fer now."

"How come?"

"Cause the faster ya check this place out, the faster we can git outta here." Luke continues to look closely at Bo, seeing how shaken he is.

"Awright cousin, let's jus' check upstairs real quick an' then we'll head out." Bo nods his agreement and they start up the stairs. As they climb the steep stairway a strange scratching noise starts.

"Uh, ya hear that Luke?"

"Yeah, I sure do. Sounds like somethin's tryin' real hard ta get through the wall."

"Uh huh, that's what I thought. Hurry up will ya? I don't wanna be here when it comes out, whatever it is." Luke silently agrees and picks up his pace. At the top they stop and both of them look at the light shining from under one of the doors. Luke inches over to it with Bo just a breath behind him.

Luke stops suddenly and tilts his head. "Listen."

"What?" Bo whispers. "I don't hear anythin'."

"'Xactly. The scratchin' stopped." Luke turns his head and looks at Bo. He can read the message in Bo's eyes clearly. 'I want out now!' Luke throws back his shoulders and sets his jaw in a show of defiance. 'There are no such things as spirits. I'm jus' lettin' the date git ta me too. It's all perfectly reasonable. That was jus' a rat in the walls, that's all.' After giving himself this silent pep talk he reaches out and pushes open the door in front of him. Inside the room the light is still shining brightly. Luke steps inside with Bo right on his heels. They both glance around the room.

"Huh, ain't nobody here." Luke says as he turns to Bo, "Someone must be playin' a trick." He sees Bo's eyes go wide.

"If it's a trick, tell 'em ta knock it off. I don't like it when chairs move an' there ain't no one in 'em."

Luke turns to see what Bo is looking at. A rocking chair over by the wall is rocking back and forth steadily, but it's not making any sound.

"Awright whoever ya are!" Luke yells with a scowl. "Ya can quit yer games now, the jokes on us! Come out an' show yerself!" A loud cackle rises throughout the room and echoes off the walls.

"I don't like this Luke!" Bo says urgently as he begins pulling him back through the door. Once back in the hallway the door slams shut all on its own, making the two men jump. Bo turns to look Luke in the face.

"Ok, explain that ta me logically please." He begs his calm, reasonable cousin. Luke looks over Bo's shoulder at a slight movement. As Bo watches all of the blood drains from Luke's face.

"What's wrong Luke? Ya look like ya've seen a ghost." Luke's lips start moving, but no sound comes out. He raises his arm and points behind his cousin. With a terrible sinking feeling Bo turns to see what's behind him. At the end of the hallway is what seems to be a person, expect that it is transparent enough that the wall behind it can be seen. The rags that cover its body are rippling as if caught in a breeze. It slowly begins to glide toward them with its eyes blazing red and it's wicked face wearing an evil and deadly expression. Bo and Luke stand completely frozen as if their feet are planted in cement.

Balladeer: I don't know 'bout them boys, but what I'm seein' is a ghost! I think I swallered my gum.