A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! Oh, when you read the bold words, imagine a creepy voice saying it. This is the last chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter Five

"Now, you have all witnessed spiritual activities," Matt began, "You will witness more activities in your next task. You will all be separated again, in a new and strange part of the castle. All of you will come together and perform your cleansing ceremony. This ceremony will enable you to close the portal and leave without spirits following you. You all have to do it, one can't sit out."

"I"m going to give you two more tools to use," Linda added, "First, are the Dousing Rods. You hold them parallel to each othe and when they cross, there is spirit activity in that area," She handed the two rods to Robin, "Second, is the infrared camera. It will allow you to see spirits, using colors." She handed the camera to Anna.

Then they started to blindfold them. Patrick held on to Robin's hand. Matt put the blindfold on Robin and she squeezed Patrick's hand, suddenly fearing that something was going to happen.

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8:05p.m.---The family begins their hunt for more spiritual activities. Alone.

Torture Chamber

Patrick looked around the room, wondering where he was. It was a circular room with nothing in it except one contraption in the middle of the room. He walked over to it and saw that it was some kind of torture device. Patrick shuddered at the thought of the torturing. Suddenly, a chill went down his spine as something brushed passed him. Patrick spun around and saw...nothing. Then he froze as he began to hear soft voices.

"Who's there?" Patrick called out. Silence. Then the voices started up again. He couldn't make out what was being said, the words were jumbled together. Patrick called again, and again it was silent then the voices started up again.

He began to walk around the room, searching for where the voices were coming from. Patrick reached one area of the room and it was freezing, and the voices seemed louder over here. Cautiously, Patrick held up the pendant. He gulped. It was spinning counterclockwise.

Then he heard one unmistakable word come from one of the voices. Robin.

North Bedroom

Robert walked around the room, keeping his eyes down on the thermonter. Before he knew it, he had bumped into the bed, fell on it, and bounced up and off the bed to land on the side.

He sat up and shook his head, "Well, I'm definitely not doing that again." Robert got back up and it was then that he heard heavy breathing over the radio. "Drake, stop breathing like that or I will find you and give you something to breathe heavy about," Robert warned Patrick.

"Well, it's kind of hard to control your breathing when some strange voice just said Robin's name," Patrick snapped back.

"What do you mean?" Robert asked, now concerned about Robin.

"Exactly what I said. I don't know if it means she's in trouble or it's going after her. I don't know," Patrick admitted letting fear enter his voice.

"Have you called her?" Robert asked again.

"No, I stood here wondering if I could have saved these poor souls," Patrick said sarcastically, "Of course I called her!"

"You don't have to sound so grouchy about it," Robert replied, "What did she say?"

"She didn't answer," Patrick answered.

Boiler Room

Anna heard the two men arguing over the radio, and just ignored as she walked around the small room. But now she's a little concerned of why Robin didn't answer. The room was quiet and she didn't see anything in the camera, so she decided to call Robin.

"Robin?"

Silence.

"Robin!"

Anna didn't get to hear if her daughter had answered or not, because something had slammed shut, violently, in the room. "Okay. what. was. that." She looked through the camera, not knowing what she was looking for. Then...she saw it.

It was yellow and orange, shaped like a person, standing next to the boiler. Anna froze. It was standing still, but then it looked like it started swaying as if moving. "Oh my god," she whispered.

"What's wrong?" Robert asked, and she could hear the faint sound of laughter in his voice.

"Are you laughing?" Anna accused.

"Now, why would you say that?" Robert tried to stifle his laughter.

"Robert, I swear, if you don't---" Anna started.

"Do either of you two care that we can't contact Robin?" Patrick interrupted.

Basement

Robin walked through the basement, not knowing how many hallways she had walked down. She held the dousing rods in front of her, her hands shaking. It seem that the farther she walked, the more the rods would pull together. Now, they were just barely crossing. Robin took a deep, shaky breath and continued on. She didn't know if she was going the right way, it was too dark even with the flashlight she had tied around her waist with the blindfold. Then, the rods went from barely crossing to completely crossing. Robin's breath caught. She quickly put both rods in one hand and grabbed for the radio, her hands shaking more and her heart pounding.

"Mom!...Dad!...Patrick!" Her voice showed her panic and fear.

She waited for an answer. Nothing came, not even a crackle of static. Robin became even more scared. She felt like she was going to cry. Then a rush of wind blew by, even though there was no windows, and she felt like somebody was watching her. Robin let out a small wail, and the first tear made its' journey down her cheek. She leaned up against the wall and slid down it. She wanted her parents. She wanted Patrick. Robin brought knees up and hugged them, burying her face in her knees and sobbing.

8:25 p.m.--- Robert, Anna, and Patrick try frantically to contact Robin.

"Was anybody able to talk to her?" Patrick asked Anna and Robert hopefully, but knew deep down that they hadn't been able to contact Robin. And he was right, he saw it written on their faces. "Did you look for her?"

"Yep, and no sign of her," Robert answered.

"I think he knows there was no sign of her, considering that she's not with us," Anna told him.

"Well, at least, I looked for our daughter. You were probably too scared to look," Robert said. Anna hit him on the chest, and that started a slap fight between them.

Patrick rolled his eyes and started to walk away. "Next time I work alone," he muttered.

A few minutes later, they had reached the end of the hall and they stood staring a large, oak door. "What do think is down there?" Anna whispered.

"What if Robin is down there?" Patrick whispered back. They all took a deep breath and started down the stairs, Robert in the lead. As they walked, Patrick tried to contact Robin again. "Robin? Can you hear me? Please answer!" Nothing. Not even static, but the further they went down, they began to hear static over the radio.

Then, they reached the floor. Anna, who had been looking through the camera, gasped. The men turned to see what she had seen.

9:00 p.m.--- Robin fears she is not alone.

Robin still sat against the wall, head on her knees, but her sobs had quieted. Now, she just sat there, sniffling. She picked her head up and wiped her eyes. Robin took a deep, shuddering breath and looked around. She saw the dousing rods on the floor where she had dropped them. Even on the floor, the rods were still crossing. Robin looked away quickly, but she couldn't escape the sudden chill in the hall. She wanted so badly to hear Patrick's voice, to tell her everything's okay. Robin got her radio, but it still didn't work. Then static from the radio caused her to jump like a kangaroo. "Patrick?"

Patrick stopped when he heard something over the radio. It was full of static, but he was sure that he heard a small, faint voice say something. And it most definitly sounded like his name. "I think she just tried to contact us."

"Are sure it was her?" Anna asked joy mixed with concern.

"I'm pretty certain it was," Patrick said and he started jogging down the hall, talking into the radio, "Robin? It's me, talk to me baby!"

Robin heard a staticy voice over the radio and her heart jumped, knowing that it was Patrick talking to her. She scrambled to her feet, and looked in both directions for him. Then she spoke into the radio. "Patrick!"

"Robin!" She heard his voice, but it didn't come from the radio. A minute later, Robin saw his figure and new tears sprung to her eyes as she ran to him. He caught her in his arms and spun her around. "I thought something happened to you," Patrick admitted.

Robin held him tighter and whispered into his shoulder, "I was so scared." Tears continued to pour down her face as her parents came toward them. Patrick let her go, and she ran to them, too. After a few minutes, Robin was able to pull herself together and that's when she saw her mother staring straight into the camera. "What is it?"

"They're everywhere," Anna managed to get out. Robert, Robin, and Patrick looked at her curiously, and she held out the camera for them to look. They all looked in, and they saw figures in warm colors in an almost full circle around them. Robin began gasping, almost like she was hyperventilating.

Patrick took her shoulders and tried to keep her calm, even though he wasn't calm himself, "Everything's going to be okay. We just have to do the cleansing ceremony and it will all be over."

"No!" Robin exclaimed turning to face all of them, "I can't stay in this castle another minute!"

9:15 p.m.--- Robin refuses to do the cleansing ceremony, but they can't do it without her.

"Robin, luv, we can't leave unless we do this ceremony," Robert informed her.

"I don't care, I want to get out of here!" Robin finalized and started to walk away, passing through a cold spot. She stopped when she felt it, whined, and covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming, but that didn't stop her from whining. Robin began rocking her body, and Anna went over to her daughter, hugging her while Robin buried her head in Anna's shoulder.

"Set everything up. We'll do the ceremony here," Anna ordered Robert and Patrick. Then she spoke softly to Robin, "It's okay, honey, it's all going to be over soon." Patrick watched Robin worriedly for a minute before helping Robin's father. They set four candles out in a square and lit them. Robert and Patrick stood in the center, and Anna walked with Robin to the middle, Robin still clutching her mother. They began the ceremony.

"There are spirits here

Yes, we have seen and heard them clear."

Robin moved out of Anna's embrace, but still held her hand. Now, they all read their own verse, and blow out one candle each. Patrick started.

"I have witnessed encounters of the dead

Both serene and terrifying.

Now I wish, for these spirits

To go back to where they've come."

He blew out a candle. Anna went next.

"The dead, I now see,

Have problems with our world.

But, please, let us leave in peace."

She blew out the next candle. Robert spoke next.

"Let the spirits go back

And let us leave without them."

He blew out the third candle. Finally, Robin went, with a shaky voice.

"With this experience in my head

Let the spirits be put to bed."

Robin finished and blew the last candle. They heard what sounded like a big, heavy door slam shut, causing them all to jump. Then it was silent. It was over. They were free.

The End

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