Lost Hearts

part 2

Written for DarkDreams55

"Mai?" His voiced echoed all around me, confusion and pain within it. Why can I not call out to him? Why can I not tell him everything is going to be okay? Why?

"Mai!" I heard him scream as he began to run towards me. I felt another warm tear fall down my cheek as I silently begged him to stay away. Suddenly, as he reached the door way, the white door slammed shut and we were once again separated from each other. I wanted to call out to him; I wanted him to come save me. I wanted him.

Drip

The sound echoed around the white empty room as my blood shed tear hit the ground. Beneath me, my legs gave way, and I fell to the floor, unable to hold myself up anymore. I felt a sharp pain spread across my head as it hit the floor and began to roll around as I stared up at the blank ceiling.

"MAI!" came a scream from behind the door as a loud bang erupted through the silence. My head rolled to its side, letting me get a view of the door. A shadow of a boy could be seen under the door, where I knew a boy in all black stood, waiting for me to respond.

"Kazuya?" called John as he ran up the stair to see what was wrong. Naru ignored him as he strained his ear, trying to listen for Mai's voice.

"May I ask where the keys to this room are?" Lin-san asked, turning to Ami. Ami shook her head as she said. "There are no keys to that room, its not suppose to lock." She said looking back at the boy who was still struggling to open the door.

"What's going on?" John asked as he reached the small group. Lin looked over to him and said. "Mai is locked in that room and we can't get her out."

"That's terrible!" John said looking back at Naru who had calmed down enough to stop banging on the door. "What are we going to do?"

"John, why don't you try an exorcism?" Lin suggested. He couldn't think of any other way to get through the door without knocking it down. John nodded before making his way over to the door, where Naru stood. As John walked up behind him, Naru moved to the side and out of the way, so John could do the exorcism.

John pulled out his Bible and opened it to a page. He than reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle that held water in it. He pulled the cap off and held in thumb over the opening as he began to make the sign of the cross across the door. "In the beginning was the word. The word was god." He started as he placed the small bottle back into his pocket. "The word was with god in the beginning." Behind the door, Naru started to hear something loud banging around the room. He strained his ears even more as voices started to fill the air. "Through him all things were made." The voices started to become louder and louder, the word becoming more clear. "Without him, nothing was made." Naru could hear the screams of pain erupting from the walls in the room. "In him was life and that life was the light of men."

"Stop it!" scream a voice that over powered the rest. John stopped and looked to Naru who was fixated on the door. That scream had come from Mai, as she screamed in pain for them to stop. Behind the door, the screams of pain died down, leaving nothing but a soft sound of whimpers.

"Mai?" Naru called as worry spread through him.

"Naru" whispered a small weak voice. Naru walked over to the door and grabbed the handle, hoping it would open, but it never did. "Naru please get me out of here."

"We are trying everything we can alright?" Naru said trying to convince himself more than her. "We will get you out." Naru listened for her to say something, but the room remained silent. "Mai?" He called making sure that she was still okay.

"Okay." She responded before going silent once more.

Naru turned around to face Ami and Akio. "Tell me everything you know about this room." Naru said as he made his way towards them.

"Well-um…" Ami said thinking. Akio, seeing she was having trouble, started to tell Naru everything he knew. "This house was built in the early 1800's. They said that once it was finish, they were unable to sell it, so they left it alone. But I think four years later a couple moved in and were secretly living here. People said that they were runaways or something, that the only thing they had was each.

"They lived that way for a year before they were both brutally murdered in that room. Ever since then, no one has ever been able to live in this house because that room. They all say the same thing, that once they step for in the room they get attacked and that they almost died, even though they were never physically injured."

"And what about you?" Naru asked them. "Have you experienced that?"

"No not yet." said Ami. "But we also have not stepped foot in that room yet."

"Is there anything that is still in this house that was once here when the couple died?" Naru asked thinking that he might be able to use an important item to draw them out. Ami and Akio thought about it for a moment, not sure whether they knew the answer to that.

"There is some stuff from the pervious owner still here. He said not all of it was his, so you might be able to find something." Akio said looking at his sister before glancing at the others.

"Take us to them." Naru ordered. Ami and Akio nodded to them before leading Lin, John and Naru to the back of the house where the room of old items rested. They stopped to find a dead end where only a picture frame hung. The picture was of two people holding each other as they smiled for a camera that was not seen. Akio walked over to the picture frame and began to feel along the top of it. As he got to the end, he pulled out a small silver key, one that unlocked something. He than made his way to the where a small key hole was resting. If Akio had not pointed it out, neither Naru, nor any one else would have noticed it.

Akio placed the key inside the key hold before turning it to open a hidden door within the wall. He pulled it open further so that Naru and everyone else may enter. There was no light inside, but Ami found a small box of matches and lit some candles that hung from the wall.

In the center of the room, there was a small pile of items that were slowly gathering dust. There was everything from old un-used picture frames, to chairs that were old and worn down from being sat in to much. In the center, piled on top of a small box was a mirror, one that was reflecting the candle light that shown around the room. Naru walked up to it, staring at the paled face, dark blue eyed boy staring back at him. He could hardly believe at how much he had changed. His was childish, face had now grown into deeper features that to him, seemed to unnoticeable. His raven black hair seemed to have grown longer than he had remembered it, and the dark bags under his dark blue eyes were once never there.

"What exactly are we looking for?" John asked as he entered the room and looked around at the giant pile of things. He began to grow nervous as he wondered if they had time to check every single item here.

"I don't know." Naru replied not looking away from the mirror. There was something off about the mirror, something that looked oddly familiar. His once dark blue eyes had grown a shade lighter, and his once older features seemed to have disappeared to reveal a younger, more childish appearance.

"What's wrong?" Lin asked as he noticed Naru's transfixion on the mirror. Naru pulled his attention away from the mirror and looked back at Lin.

"It's nothing." Naru lied. He found no interest in telling Lin that he was starting to have hallucinations. "Let's just see what we can find." Naru began to walk way from the mirror when something stopped him. Naru turned back around to face the mirror that now held something that he wished would disappear.

In a white silent room, lay a girl, covered in blood that now stained the walls.

HEY! sorry it took so long to update. Things keep coming up and blah blah here is the next installment of Lost Hearts. I hope you all enjoy it and HI! DarkDreams55...did you hear that?

P.S. HI Whitephoenix18 cause i know you aren't' reading this you *************

I don't not, under any circumstance, own Ghost Hunt. All rights go to the Author; Fuyumi Ono