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Unidentified Objects in the Sky…
Strange Creatures in the Deep…
Entire civilizations erased from exsistance..
"I have seen things, and I want to believe…"
Squall steps out of his dorm room and holds up the hand-held camera. "Hello and good evening to you all. This is the show 'I Want to Believe'. I'd like to start off by saying thank you to all of the viewers for, remaining silent about the courtroom incident."
Zell jumps in and laughs out loud. "Heh heh! I'm Zell!"
Squall moves the camera away from him, irritated. "They know that already. Thank the viewers for not turning you in."
"They wouldn't do that! We get letters from adoring fans talking about our show!" Zell nods his head with confidence.
Squall shrugs and continues. "To show our appreciation, we are going to give you a show that will really expose the unexplainable. Tonight…Zell hit the lights quick!" The two boys dash into their dorms, shut the door, and turn of the lights. Nothing can be seen but an announcement comes on overhead.
"Attention, Curfew hours are in effect. Please return to your dorms and turn off all lights and remain indoors. Tonight, curfew extends to all student levels. Repeat…"
A little flashlight goes on and Squall's face is illuminated. "Get ready." He whispers.
"Heh heh! Got it!" Zell starts to snore loudly. A shadow slips by their door to check if they are in.
Squall whispers as the figure goes down the hall. "Even though curfew is in effect, it's not going to stop us from doing our show. In fact, it's giving us the exact environment we need to do this show. Tonight, Zell and I are going to inspect the Quads."
The young men stand up and Squall opens the door a crack to check if its safe. "The quads are mostly known to the student body as Lover's Lane. However, there is more to the Quads than that." He turns to Zell, "OK, the coast is clear."
They open the door and step out into the dimly lit hallway. "Alright! What are we gonna check out? Or maybe I should say who are we gonna check out?" Zell slaps him on the back and winks.
Squall just stares back and replies. "We are going ghost hunting."
Zell's face pales and he backs away slowly. "HUH? NO! I mean wait!" He runs into the room and Squall walks after him. He peeks in to find Zell rummaging through his belongings.
"Zell what are you-
"Shhh!" Zell brings a finger to his lips and gives him a look of scolding. He grabs a box and sits down on the ground. He begins to pull off his shoes and places them tenderly into the box and closes it up.
Squall sighs and shifts his weight onto his other foot. "Ok are-
"SHHH!" Zell silences his partner again. Squall realizes Zell has slipped on a white ceremonial garb used in exercising demons. He begins to make wards with white notepad paper and a black pastel crayon.
"Zell where did you-
"Rrrrgh! SHHH!" Zell sticks the papers all over the box and finally places the box under his bed. He gets up and dusts himself off.
"There!"
Squall stares at him and then looks to the box. He looks back at the strange boy who is back in his casual clothes. He blinks with shock and amazement. Zell just shrugs.
"It's not that I fear for my life or anything, but ya know…" he just leaves it at that as he walks back out into the hallway.
Squall follows. "Zell just…" he takes one look and sighs. "Let's go."
They walk quietly down the hallway as Squall begins to talk. "Ok we are heading to the Quads. First, let me say a few things about the ghosts here."
Zell lets out a small whine.
"The Quads have stories that go back to the actual days of construction of the Garden. One story was about a man who went to find his partner who was supposed to be helping him carry bricks and-
Selphie hears the two boys and pokes her head around the corner. "Hey Squall! What are you guys up to this late at night?"
"We're ghost hunting." He replies. Zell just lets out a louder whine.
Selphie nods. "Uh, ok! So you're breaking curfew."
Squall frowns. "No, we are on an official mission for the global broadcasting system to open all of the minds of the close-minded and prove to them there is a realm of extreme possibilities! What are you up to Selphie?"
"Getting out, every night it's the same thing at my dorm. Curfew! Curfew! What Nazis. Well," She smiles at them, "since I hate anything that has to do with ghosts…BYEE!" She trots off to her room again.
This leaves the boys by themselves again and they continue their exploration. They get to the entrance. "Well, let's set up here. Wow, for Lover's Lane this place sure looks depressing."
"That's just you, you know." Zell gives him pat. Squall slaps his hand away, glaring at him. "Makes for a better atmosphere if you ask me, I hope it stays this way from now on. Couples out here necking all of the time, it's disgusting."
"Somebody's got issues!" Zell grins.
"Shut up! Start panning the camera over there." He snaps.
Zell gets back into his energetic mode. "Okay! Hey, they shut off all of the lights except the dim yellow one and there's one that's flickering."
"The flickering one is the recording light." Squall hits him on the head. "Oww!"
"Sounds like we got amateurs on patrol tonight." A familiar voice calls out. They turn around and spot Rajin, Fujin, and Seifer. "Hey look, it's the chicken and he's holding a camera. Is that what you call TV dinner?"
He's the only one to laugh at his joke. Zell glares at him. "You! We hafta be quiet! We're lookin' for ghosts you Crystal Murphy!"
"CHICKEN!" Fujin shouts.
Rajin frowns. "Yo Fujin tone it down. Crystal Murphy? What the heck is that? That boy can't even talk right, ya know? That should be somethin' you should investigate, Squeak. Don't you think so Seifer?"
Their leader doesn't reply.
"That's lame, Rajin. Why are you guys out here anyway? You're scaring away all of the ghosts. Get lost!" Squall grabs Zell and starts to walk away.
"We're out here 'cuz we ain't afraid of some stupid curfews! We're out 'cuz we want to be out! Why are we out here?" He asks the other two.
"Strange noises in the room next door kept me awake. I didn't want to listen to that crap." Seifer yawned and started walking back towards the dorms.
"Hey wait!" Rajin starts after him but Fujin grabs his arm and tugs him in a different direction.
"Eww! Make out session! Huh?" It suddenly goes pitch black. In the light of the red recording button, little can be made out.
"Hey! SQUALL!"
"Not now, Zell."
"I can't see!"
"You could never see in the first place!"
"Whaddya mean? Of course I can see!"
"Then what are you complaining about?"
"It's too dark! I can't see!"
"You could never see anything!"
"That's not true!"
"Man, look at yourself!"
"But I can't!"
"That's what-" Squall sighs, "Nevermind, this is pointless. Didn't you bring the night goggles from the supplies room?"
"I-I'm scared! Uh! A GHOST!"
"Zell?"
"Quick Squall!" Suddenly, Squall feels clammy hands on his ankles.
"HEY!"
"Gimme your shoes! I'll protect them!"
"No way! Let go of me you idiot!" They scuffle for a moment and he pushes Zell away.
"Squall! I'm slipping! I'm gonna fall!"
"Then fall without me!" Squall tries to back away but it's too late. Zell grabs his jacket. They both fall over and down a narrow duct.
"AAAAAAHHHHH!" They both cry.
There's a crash and the camera goes fuzzy for a moment. As is cuts back on, there is a small light from a flashlight hitting Zell in the face. "I can't see!"
"I prove my point." Squall growls. "Where are we? It looks like we fell through some secret tunnel. There's light up ahead."
He turns Zell around and pushes him towards the light. They crawl clumsily through trying to hold the camera and the flashlight.
"I can hear machinery. I think we are in the basement of the garden. Huh? There's a sign."
They come out of the duct and stand up. The machines whirl and buzz loudly. Squall looks at the sign. "It says, 'Area II' hmmm."
Suddenly, Zell perks up. "Huh?" He sniffs around. "Something smells…good!" He starts wandering around and Squall has to catch up to him. He sniffs the air and groans. "Aw man, this was what I was afraid of."
He follows him. Zell turns a corner and gasps. "IT'S…"
"Zell, no! It looks as if we have stumbled upon garden's secret stash of gourmet hot dogs."
Zell begins to spaz.
Squall turns the camera back to him. "Well, in all, I suppose we did make an interesting discovery, even if it wasn't our intended one. Sometimes our failures teach us more than our successes. Please tune in next time for I Want to Believe. We've got to get out of here. Give me my shoe! NO DON'T FILL IT WITH HOT DOGS!"
End.
I have always wondered what makes those hot dogs so darn good that Zell can't get any. Hmmm. Thank you for the reviews. I love them. Peachy!
