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Chapter 4- Through the village we go!

"MATTHEW!" Alfred shouted loudly, terror laced his voice. That man was transparent! A ghost!

Alfred was frightend to see his brother give no reponse at all to his voice. He stared up at the ghost as if he were.....in a trance.

"What's wrong with him?" Arthur shook Alfred's hand and glanced back and forth between the ghost and Matthew and Alfred.

"I don't know...Matthew!" Alfred pulled his hand out of Arthurs and started running over to the pair. He didn't care that that thing was a ghost, no one touches his brother that way and holds a freaking trance or some voodoo shit on him.

The creepy ghost-man thing tilted his head and grinned. He raised his hand slowly and Alfred skidded to a halt, watching the ghost carefully. The ghost then let out a giggle, and with a quick wave of his hand, vanished. Along with his brother.

Oh my god....he did not just. Not Matthew! God why!?

"Alfred!" Arthur finally caught up to Alfred and bent over, wheezing from the run. He glanced up at the empty space in front of them that the ghost and Matthew had just stood moments before.

"Oh godohgodohgodohgodoh-" Alfred started chanting, wracked sobs jolting through his body. He was cut off when Arthur threw his arms around him, and hugged him tightly.

"Don't worry Alfred. We will find him."

Alfred wasn't so sure. That creepy guy had been a ghost. God only knows where he teleported or whatever the fuck he did with his brother. He could be in another country for all he knew.

But he had to at least start looking for him here in this village. It was the most logical thing to do.

"All right. Lets start looking through the houses Arthur." Alfred wiped his eyes and looked over to Arthur who gave a nod. He was going to find his brother and that damn ghost, and he was going to kick his ass....or exorsize it....or something. He reached his hand down and grabbed Arthurs the second time that night. Arthur jolted and raised an eyebrow, a light blush on his face. Alfred couldn't see it because it was too dark.

"What!? It worked last time! Besides, you were the one who grabbed my hand the first time."

"Tha-that was because I was trying to grab the back of your jacket!"

"All right, whatever. Don't have a cow, unicorn man."

Arthur elbowed Alfred in the side. "I beg your pardon! You are such a twat!"

Alfred rolled his eyes and shoved Arthur back. He then started to pull the Brit in the direction of the first mansion-house thing he saw. The darkness fell away behind them as they got closer to the building. Alfred noticed two laterns hung on either side of the door, the flames flickering from the cold breeze. He walked up to the door and pulled on the iron handles.

"It's locked!" Alfred cried. He started to tug harder, but it wouldnt budge. He gave the door a good kick in frustration.

"Righhhttt. Lets kick the door. That will magically make it open." Arthur stated in a prissy sarcastic voice.

"Oh shut up!" Alfred turned away from the door and began walking back towards the darkness. "Let's go find another building."

Arthur hurried over to Alfred and slipped his hand in his just as they completly left the glow of the lamps. They turned a corner that led on to a cobblestone wide walkway that slanted downward. Alfred glanced up at the coal-black windows they passed that were part of the building they could not enter and froze when he heard a pair of giggles.

"Why do you kill?"

Arthur whimpered and clutched Alfreds hand while pressing against his back. They were directly under one of the bared windows and Alfred resisted the urge to look back up into it. He squeezed Arthur's hand and then broke out into a run.

"Oh god! Do you think it's following us!?" Arthur gasped out, trying not to trip over the many cracks.

"I don't know and don't care! Just keep running!" Alfred gave quick glances to a small door directly in front of the higher up on a seperate walkway, but chose to ignore it. He turned sharply and took in the overhead bridge that seemed to connect two of the mansions. A movement on the bridge caught his eye and he paused to stare.

"Holy fuck!" Alfred yelped, jumping backwards. Arthur followed Alfred's gaze and gave a small shriek.

A woman was making her way slowly across the bridge from the mansion on the left. She would have been called beautiful....if she were still alive. Not only was she a ghost, but her neck was clearly broken and sticking at acute angle off to the side of her body. Her long pale hair trailed down past her waist. Her mouth was sewed shut with red thread, and her ice-blue eyes looked onward in a glare. A huge white bow on the top of her broken head did not lessen her appearance of the vibe of 'I can snap your own neck as easily as mine did'.

Alfred started to shake and stayed frozen as she drifted across. She did not once look down, and soon vanished in front of the other mansion door. Alfred let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, and he felt Arthur slump against him.

"I think she's gone....lets keep moving."

Alfred resumed walking and turned yet another corner. A huge two-door gate stood in front of them. Alfred prayed that this one would not be locked, and strode forward to open it.

The doors swung open and Alfred let out a whoop of joy. Arthur let out a breath of relief and the two of them walked forward and through the gates. Alfred could smell swamp water and found out why as they came into view of a huge river. A wooden bridge led from where they were, all the way across to another huge gate and tall wall. Alfred could somewhat make out the hugest mansion he had ever seen through the dense fog.

"That's a long bridge....." Arthur appraised nervously.

Alfred glanced over and gave a smirk. "You afraid of a little water Arthur? It's a swamp so it won't be too deep."

Arthur gave a huff and glared at Alfred before walking ahead of him and making a show of stepping on to the bridge.

"All right. You're not afraid, now lets go."

Alfred joined Arthur and the two of them began to walk quickly across. It was going just peachy until midway through. Then the moans started. Arthur muttered 'Oh god, not again' before Alfred shushed him and turned his head to the side, trying to pinpoint the sound.

Another lound sobbing sounded. Alfred and Arthur both stood frozen still, then at the same time, looked slowly above them. A woman with mouth wide open and eyes pouring out blood-red tears hung above in mid-air. Her skin was bloated as if she had died in the swamp (most likely seeing as how they were on a bridge over water) and a pathetic-looking orange flower hung limply in her long curly hair just above her ear.

It only took one more sob to escape her lips before Alfred and Arthur un-froze and ran screaming like little girls across the last half of the bridge. They fought and stumbled their way over to the double gate doors and each grabbed a handle and pulled with all their might. The doors slowly creaked open and Arthur and Alfred fell through and slammed their backs against the doors, causing them to shut with a loud boom.

"I..." Alfred started to speak, gasping for air. "fucking hate this village."

"As d-do I." Arthur coughed out before sliding further down and to the side to where his head now rested against Alfred's shoulder.

"And our luck just keeps getting better." Alfred whispered out.

Arthur snapped his eyes open and glanced up to see a ghost standing in front of them down the small walkway.

"Kolkolkol...."

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