The Blue Lady of Marywood

Chapter three

Basement

As they headed toward the sound a blue mist started coming out of one of the back rooms.

"Oh my God look!" Betty said her eyes wide with fear.

"Everybody stay together." Sam shouted as he moved up and took the lead. "If she is here and starts to materialize get out of here. What ever you do don't look her in the eyes."He reached up and touched his necklace. If she did indeed materialize he'd be ready for her.

Their group continued walking slowly down the hallway. As they neared the mist their candles suddenly started going out one by one leaving them in total darkness.

Betty screamed in terror and the group began to shove each other as they tried to find their way out of the hallway.

"Okay, everybody just turn around and head back, and stay in a group! Don't panic just back out the way we came in. Keep your left hand on the wall and follow it." Sam shouted.

Second floor

They slowly entered the room where the door had moved and looked around. Dean knelt next to the door and felt around the edge of it. He had just picked up a thin fishing line that was attached to the door when they heard the scream.

"What was that!" Carol grabbed Dean's arm.

"It sounded like it came from the basement." Dave answered.

"We better get back to the library, someone down there might need help." Dean started heading back, worried about his brother.

"I thought we were suppose to check out the second floor. Let the other team take care of themselves." Kirk blocked his way.

"We'll check it out later." Dean shoved him aside and headed back to the library.

Library

The blue team entered the library and anxiously waited the arrival of the red team. After a short time Dean decided he couldn't wait any longer, Sam might be in trouble and need his help.

"I'm going to check it out." He started to leave but was grabbed by Kirk.

"Morley clearly stated only one team on a floor at a time."

Dean yanked his arm away from Kirk.

"The hell with…"

Just then the red team entered.

"What happened?" Carol asked.

"We heard a noise and this blue mist suddenly appeared. Then all of a sudden our candles went out." Stedson said as he walked over and poured himself a glass of wine and gulped it down.

"I was never so scared in my life." Betty sat down on one of the chairs at the large table.

Dean made his way over to Sam.

"Was it her?" He whispered.

"No, I don't think so." Sam motioned for Dean to follow him over to the table of unlit candles. He picked one up then rubbed the wick between his fingers.

"What's up?" Dean asked.

"I think someone's playing games."

"Yeah, I've come to the same conclusion. I found fishing line in the room where a door moved. It's easy enough to rig that little stunt up."

"Yeah, and these candles, they went out one by one. There's something on the wick that puts out the flame once it touches it. Each candle went out a few seconds apart, probably in the order they were lit. If a real spirit was materializing they would have gone out simultaneously. Also there are so many cobwebs down there it looks like a movie set, it was obviously staged."

"So who do you think…Morley?"

"Could be, or it could be whoever owns the house. You know, keeping the legend alive."

"Do you think we should tell them?"

"I don't know…no one's been hurt. Who knows, maybe some of them are involved in it."

"The thing is Sam, there might be a real spirit here, an evil one according to Dad's journal. I told my team about not looking her in the eye…I'm sure they think I'm nuts."

"Yeah, I told my team the same thing."

"Well we're stuck here till Monday either way so we might as well let them have their fun as long as no one gets hurt."

"I guess so. All we can do is hope the Blue Lady doesn't appear or is she does we're ready for her."

Later

They all sat around discussing what they had seen, taking notes, and eating some of the sandwiches their host had provided. It was now eight PM and a few of them wanted to revisit their floors now that they were refreshed. No one had any objections so they once more divided themselves into the two teams and headed back to their assigned floors. Before they left Sam rubbed as much of the flame retardant off the candles as he could. At least this time they hopefully wouldn't be left in the dark. Both teams agreed to meet back in the library in an hour.

Basement

They once more headed toward the area where the blue mist had appeared.

"Do you think it was her? Do you think she'll come back?" Janet asked no one in particular.

"Let's hope so. I really want to see this thing." Nate held up his candle as they got closer to the area.

"It's getting cold again." Sampson stated as they continued walking.

Nothing happened and an hour later they decided to head back, but as they turned to leave the mist began to reappear. They all stopped to watch, but when a figure started to slowly materialize in the mist Sam quickly stepped between the team and the figure.

"Go, get out of here!" He shouted as he turned back to face the figure.

"Oh my God it's her!" Janet screamed as they all turned and began running down the hallway. Sam took his necklace off and began slowly walking toward the apparition. All he had to do was get close enough to throw it over her head. He kept his eyes trained on the lower half of her body, never looking her directly in the eyes. But as he neared her he realized something wasn't right. The image looked as if it was a picture projected onto the wall. If it was a real spirit it would have more of a 3d look to it. He shook his head and gave a little smile as he looked up. It was a hoax, a damn good one, but still only a hoax. He turned and started to head back, never hearing the figure that came up behind him. A sharp pain at the back of his head brought him to his knees and then blackness overtook him and he crumbled to the floor.

TBC