3 days later, Hanna begin her job as the new security guard.
Unfortunately old Benjamin was correct, the other people working at the museum treat Hanna as crap.
"Damn." mumbles Hanna as she walk around, to make sure everything's okay.
Being the new full-time security guard she's been armed with a hand gun, despite having no prior firearms-training and not being licensed to carry a gun.
She was still give a gun though, since after Benjamin was killed, batons clearly aren't enough.
When she enter the Hall of Swords, Hanna feel as someone's watching her, from Hanna cannot see him or her.
"Uh...wait, who's there?" says Hanna as she draw her gun and turn around.
No one is there, as far as she can see.
"Fuck! Me is such a nervous pile of shit. Ghosts aren't real. I'm alone in this hjuge room." says Hanna.
She return the gun to the holser and then continue her job.
She check all the doors and windows...they are locked and closed.
Hanna walk to the next hall, the Hall of Pharaos, where the museum's Egypt exibit is.
Things are okay in that room too, as far as she can tell with her extremely limited experience.
"Alright, nothing weird here. At least me see nothing wrong." says Hanna.
Suddenly she hear something on the other side of the room.
"Fuck! Who are you? Show yourself, now." says Hanna as she draw her gun.
"Relax! Me is just trying to clean away some stains of alcohol over here..." says a fat cleaning-lady.
"Sorry." says Hanna and then walk to the enxt hall, the Hall of Celtic.
Hanna look for something wrong there, but everything seem fine.
"Good. Seems like it's all okay in this hall also." says Hanna.
She tries her best to feel comfortable on her new rolse as a full-time security guard.
She wish she'd gotten much more time to learn before Benjamin was killed.
In her heart, Hanna feels that she's not ready yet.
"I see no signs of problem here either. Thanks goodness..." says Hanna as she look around in the next hall.
She sigh in relief, glad that she doesn't have to deal with a bad situation of some kind.
8 hours later, the sun goes down.
Hanna enter the Hall of Swords.
Everything seems normal at first, but suddenly Hanna can hear a deep male voice chant in old Latin.
"Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia. Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia." chants the voice.
Hanna doesn't understand Latain, but she get negative vibes from the voice.
She think it sounds creepy and evil.
"No..." says a nervous Hanna.
"Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia. Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia." chants the voice.
Hanna feel fear.
Sooo afraid, me was. I wanted to be cool, but I've never been truly hardcore.
Usually I'm a bit of a so-called 'scaredy-cat' type of babe.
I always try to be a true adult, but it's not easy for someone like me.
""Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia. Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia." chants the voice.
"What...?" says Hanna.
""Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia. Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia." chants the voice.
"Uh...in English, please." says Hanna.
I had no damn idea of what the mysterious male voice said.
Since I was a lazy butt in school I don't understand any language other than English and Spanish.
The voice still spoke in that language I couldn't understand though.
""Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia. Beati mundo corde, et tenebras mentis. Non duo æqualia." chants the voice.
Hanna is confused.
"Quis es tu, mulier?" says the voice.
"Uh...sorry. Me don't understand." says Hanna.
"I am pleased they decided to replace old Ben with a young sweet lady." says Sir Gregory Arthurio as he appear in ghost form.
Sir Gregory's ghost form glow with a bright white light.
"Uh...thanks. Who are you?" says Hanna.
"I am Sir Gregory Arthurio, son of Richard." says Sir Gregory.
"Please don't hurt me..." says a nervous Hanna.
"Do not feel fear. I am not evil. What is your name?" says Sir Gregory.
"Hanna...Hanna Marin, me is." says Hanna.
"Miss Marin, do you enjoy working here?" says Sir Gregory.
"Uh...not really. I'm uncomfortable." says Hanna.
"You can be calm. There's nothing to fear in this museum." says Sir Gregory.
"Really?" says Hanna.
"Yes." says Sir Gregory.
