Alice's POV:

I sat in that tub for what felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes. Water from the shower head dripped slowly onto my suede flats, but I didn't move, because I didn't want to make noise. For the first time, I thought that Bella could be right—we weren't going to find any ghosts. The pounding was just a very light tapping now, so I considered getting out of the shower. I was on the verge of leaving when somebody entered the room. The Sweet, fresh scent of a human wasn't present in the bathroom. Neither was the smell of another vampire. It smelled as if there was nobody in the room, but I heard the door open.

"Um…hello?" no answer. "Is somebody there?" again, no answer. I couldn't see, smell, or, at that point, hear anything, but it seemed like somebody was there. After a long, peaceful, but unnatural quiet, a woman started to sing. She didn't sing anything by Katy Perry. It was a soft, flowing tune that sounded a little bit like a lullaby. And the singing was coming from the other side of the bathroom. I thought until that point that I would not be scared if I was able to have a supernatural experience, but I was petrified. In very measured movements, I reached behind me and grabbed the thermometer and tape recorder. The temperature in the room had dropped to 41 degrees, from 68 degrees. On the recording, the voice was very faint, but still there. Evidence. I warily looked around the blue striped shower curtain. There was nobody there. Snoring from upstairs was the only sound as I lifted myself from the tub and walked into the hallway. My hand was on the knob of the basement door when I heard it, and ran back into the bathroom to hide behind the door…

Meanwhile…

Edward POV:

"Fine then. If you are all going to open yourselves to danger like this, then I will go investigate upstairs." Alice hissed as she angrily stomped up the staircase

"Have fun!" all we got for a response was "humph!" It seemed ridiculous that she was so scared of something that was really just a game.

"So, how do we use this thing?" Emmett asked, drumming his fingers on the board.

"I think that one of us holds onto this little thing here, and asks a question…"

"Then we see if it moves by itself to give you an answer." Jasper added to my response.

"Alright! I'll go first…" Emmett held onto the wooden heart shaped piece, "Uh…is this house haunted?" the heart didn't move at all.

"I'll go next," Bella reached across the board and took the heart from Emmett, "If there are any ghosts here…how old are you?" We sat quietly for a few minutes, and there was, again, no movement. Jasper tried next.

"Were you here during the civil war?" the cellar was as silent as ever.

"Lemme go again," Emmett snatched the piece away from Jasper, "How old are?"

"I just asked that." Bella reminded him

"Okay…wait!" the wooden heart started to move across the board, towards the numbers.

"You're making it move."

"No I'm not!"

"Fine…take your hands off it." Jasper said, a smug look forming on his face

"Quiet Spike!"

"I'm Scary Spice!"

"No. You're Spike now." Emmett probably was faking it, since he was singing some song he made up in his head to block me out.

"This is so stupid." Rose mumbled. The heart stopped moving, and a strong breeze blew through the window we had left open. We exchanged a look of fear and surprise for only a second before everybody seemed to realize how ridiculous this was. What started off as nervous laughter quickly turned into the real thing. All of us knew it was stupid that we had let a game scare us. But soon enough, we were silenced when a yell, so low it was almost a roar, ripped through the room. It sounded far away, but close at the same time.

"Let's go home." Bella said, her voice shaking

"No! This is just getting good"

"Emmett, come on…" another sound pierced the air, but this time, it was a woman's shrill scream. There was barely a pause before a voice emanated from the wall behind Rose. It was high, and seemed to be whispering.

"Em, Bella's right, let's go!" Rose never gets scared, and she was literally shaking…I was a little afraid myself. The voice, now clearly a woman's, got louder, and the board started to vibrate. Without another word, we all jumped up and ran for the stairs, almost forgetting to be quiet. As we reached the top, I realized Alice was calling our names in her mind, over and over. What happened to her?