Alice POV:

We had spent the last day touring the battlefields. The night before certainly wasn't successful, and all day we had seen nothing supernatural. I hoped that it was just the fact that it was daytime, but Bella was convinced that it was because there are no such things as ghosts. I didn't believe her. As long as we and the wolves are in existence, I am keeping an open mind. Jasper thought that maybe it was just the battlefields that were the problem. So, the second night we drove into the town of Gettysburg for our investigation. So far, we hadn't found any supposedly haunted attractions that were opened at eleven at night.

"We're going back to the battlefield." Rose declared

"No. That didn't go well at all last night…" I stood quietly while Edward and Rose fought, as they often do. When I looked up, we were standing in front of a house. It was large, and very obviously old, but well kept. In front of the entrance was a small wooden sign hanging from a post—"Red House" was carved into the old wood. Immediately, I recognized the name from a website I had found—it was inhabited by college girls, and supposedly a ghost of a woman.

"Guys! We should look around here…it's supposed to be haunted…" I quipped

"I think somebody lives here…it's private property." Edward reminded me

"But it was on the internet…"

"Alice is right…they probably wouldn't mind if we took a look around." I was shocked that it was Rose who had defended my side, since she usually doesn't "do" breaking in. But after a day and a half of finding no paranormal activity anywhere, we were willing to try anything.

"Okay…should we knock?" Bella asked

"No!" from the rest of us. We would have to climb in a window or something…

"So we're going to break in?" Bella sounded noticeably scared, but we ignored it, and nodded in unison.

"If you don't want to, I'll stay with you…"

"No, Edward! Come on, Bella!" I urged

"Fine" I smiled innocently at her, but got only an eye roll in return. Slowly, and silently, we made our way over to the side of the house. There were three levels, and each had three windows. Since it was February, of course all of them were closed. Emmett reached up and attempted to open a window on the first floor, but it was locked.

"Shh! don't do that, there could be somebody sleeping in there!" Rose reprimanded. There was clearly no way we could get in without begin seen, and arrested for trespassing, I thought. But, then, my eyes drifted down to the basement, and I noticed something. The cellar was partially visible, about three feet of cement above ground. Like the upper floors, there were three small, evenly spaced windows very close to the ground. They looked a bit out of place on the rough gray, with their white moldings. As I looked closer, I realized they were able to be opened.

"Look…the basement windows. Try one" I ordered quietly. Edward pushed lightly on the one in front of him, and it moved a little, but made a loud squeaking sound. We all winced, worried about being discovered by the girls living there, but nobody came.

"It sounds a lot quieter to the humans…just do it again…" Jasper whispered cautiously. Edward pushed on the glass once again, and the window opened, but not without an even louder sound.

"Okay…I'll go in first, since I'm smallest…" I gulped, before crouching down and shimmying myself through the little opening. Since I could barely fit, I wondered how everyone else would.

"Throw me the bag, Edward!" he kicked the canvas sack towards me, and I pulled it in. Bella walked towards the window next, and somehow made it through, although it was very tight. Rose just barely made it through, and got stuck in the process.

"There is no way you guys are getting in here…"

"I know…but you could let us in the back…" Instantly, Bella was very scared, and Rose probably was too, but didn't show it. I guess I'm weird like that—I always thought that if I ever saw a ghost, I wouldn't be afraid.

"Guys…we've made it this far…" I begged.

"Okay…" Bella was practically shaking. We turned around and saw the basement for the first time…it was very dark, and mostly empty except for a line of bookcases along the gray cement, and, I had to admit, a little scary. When we got to the door, outlined in light from upstairs, Rose turned the door knob very, very carefully, so it made minimal noise. When we walked up the steps the creaked slightly, but not loud enough that it would cause suspicion. I took out my walkie talkie and pressed the call button, causing both Rose and Bella's to ring loudly. They both stared at me with looks of complete and utter panic as a light set of footsteps came down the hallway. Knowing we could waste no time, I grabbed them both by the hand, and pulled them around the corner, looking for a place to hide.

"Behind the couch." I whispered through my teeth. It was ten minutes later when the footsteps could no longer be heard. We breathed a collective sigh of relief. With the luck we had been having that night, I wasn't surprised when the walkie talkies rang again.

"Baby, Ginger, and Smurfette, come in"

"Hello Sporty Spice, this is Baby Spice, we are in the house, come to the back door." I had completely given in to using the names.

"Will do…" whoever was out here before didn't seem to be coming back, so as quietly as possible, we crept over to the kitchen area again, and let the guys in.

"Be absolutely silent. Somebody was here before…let's go back to the basement." We all followed Bella down the stairs, not daring to breathe or let go of the railing.

"Okay…I'm going to do some recordings, so be quiet…" I heard the ringing again.

"Nothing…" Bella said in an "I told you so" voice.

"Just wait…" I promised, taking out the digital camera.

"Okay…" Bella and Edward walked over to one of the bookcases and Edward lifted a box from the top shelf. It was one of the many board games stored there, it appeared.

"Hey guys…look. It's a Ouija board…" Edward chuckled, clearly a disbeliever. But I believed, and was rather nervous. I'd read about Ouija boards, and they seemed like they could cause a lot of trouble. Before I had time to protest, everybody was gathered around Edward as he took the lid off the box.

"Wait! If we're going to use this, can we put a dime on it…I heard that keeps bad spirits away…" everybody looked at me and then burst into a fit of quiet laughter.

"What?" I growled, annoyed that they weren't taking me seriously.

"Well, it just seems a little superstitious…" Jasper explained

"Oh…fine then. If anybody gets possessed by an evil ghost, I don't want to hear it." They all laughed again, but Jasper and Bella seemed to at least be making an effort to stop. Emmett took the board out of the box and laid it on the ground. They sat in a circle around it, not looking the least bit frightened.

"Fine then. If you are all going to open yourselves to danger like this, then I will go investigate upstairs." I announced, grabbing the camera and tape recorder, as well as the thermometer we brought along.

"Have fun!" they yelled behind me as I stormed up the stairs, not bothering to be quiet. Even though I was mad they didn't take me seriously, I was also worried about them, and sort of afraid of what would be down there when I returned. When I reached the living room, I turned the tape recorder on, took a reading on the thermometer. 68 degrees. Totally normal. As I expected, there was no EVP on my tape recorder. Hoping the hallway might give me better results, I noiselessly tip toed across the wood floor. The basement door was still open a crack, so I peaked down at my family, still gathered around the board. The were all laughing—thinking this was a big joke. In my mind, I willed them to take it seriously, but even with Edward around, it had no effect. And then, as I stood in the middle of the long entry hall, with no place to hide, a faint knocking on the wall started to get louder, and louder, until it was a pounding, and I knew I had been found. The nearest room was the bathroom, so I sprinted to the open door, my feet barely touching the ground, and hid in the shower. The pounding seemed to get closer…