Chapter 3: The Return
Beast Boy stood on the porch of the row house he had entered alone just hours before. It was suddenly much more ominous than he remembered earlier. Raven nudged him forward.
"Come on let's go," she said.
"All right, relax will you?" Beast Boy nervously replied.
He pushed the door open. It creaked as it slowly swung open into the large entrance area. Nothing had changed, though Beast Boy felt much more apprehensive this time for some reason.
Raven inspected the room then pushed her friend forward. "What a dump. Where to?"
"Easy," Beast Boy protested. He shuffled his feet forward. "Down the hall and to the back. Can't you use one of your spells to lighten this place up so I can see where we're going?" he nervously requested.
Raven rapped her closed fist on Beast Boy's head. "Duh, dark powers," she replied mockingly. "What's the matter? Afraid of the dark?"
"No," he said unconvincingly
"Come on, I'll be right behind you." She grabbed his shoulders pointed him towards the back room and pushed him forward.
"OK, I'm going. Stop pushing!" he protested. Beast Boy slowly shuffled down the hall . He saw a faint light coming from the back of the house but felt Gregory was no longer there. He sighed in relief as more light spilled into the hallway.
The room was empty except for the mattress. The large red candle flickered in the dark nearly spent. The others had gone out leaving small white blobs of wax on the floor. There was a small piece of paper taped to the floor near the lit candle.
Raven circled around Beast Boy who stood still as he surveyed the musty room. Raven walked up to the candle and looked at the markings on the floor. She frowned slightly; a magician's circle. She bent down picked up the note then angled it into the candle's feeble light.
"Meet me in the cemetery, outside the northwest mausoleum, bring your friend," she read the note aloud then walked over to Beast Boy. "Is this his hand writing?"
Beast Boy took the note and tried to inspect the writing. It looked similar to what he saw on Gregory's other notes. "Yea I think so."
"OK, let's go."