Arthur and Vivi went over the films captured from that night. As expected, they did not catch anything. The only paranormal activity that went on last night was when they encountered the ghost. And, even by then, it was from a different location than at the lake. The owner paid them, nonetheless, and thanked them for their investigation. Vivi and Arthur headed back into town as soon as they split their earnings.

During the ride back, Vivi was awfully silent. It wasn't an odd thing for her because she'd be busy with paperwork or writing things down, but she just sat there and stared out the window the whole ride. Arthur was concerned for her and Mystery was as well. When he reached a stop light, he took the chance to ask.

"Uh, V...?"

Vivi didn't blink nor did she look back at him. Staring out of the window, she asked, "Yeah, Arthur?"

His eyes darted towards her, but back to the road one things started moving again. He took a gulp and asked, "I-Is everything okay?"

"I don't know, Arthur. I just..." She took a breath and rearranged herself on the seat. "I'm still thinking about what happened with that ghost."

Arthur felt something in his chest tighten, which was more than likely his guilt coming back to him. He shook a bit before stuttering, "W-What are you th-thinking about exactly..?"

"A lot of things." She replied, and actually looked back at him this time. "I thought ghosts weren't real, Arthur...and, when he wasn't wearing a mask...it really shocked me. All our mysteries we've revealed some guy who was getting revenge or just wanted to scare people. What exactly is that ghost trying to do?"

Arthur knew exactly the answer to that question. He shrugged it off, though, and continued to shake behind the wheel. He knew Lewis was trying to kill him for what he did, but why hadn't he at this point? He was cornered back at that shack and he could have killed him right at the spot!

Shaking, he looked to the side of the road and asked, "D-Do you want to stop for breakfast, V?"

She slumped in her seat a bit. "Yeah, but go through a drive-thru. I don't feel like eating out today."

Arthur nodded and took a turn so they could get something to eat. Vivi grabbed one of her books out from the glove compartment. He watched her open the cover and started to go over what was inside the book. Finding a good restaurant to stop at, he went through the drive-thru. Taking a look at the menu, he asked, "What do you want, V?"

"Hm?" She looked up. "Oh. Get me a breakfast burrito or something. You know what I like."

He nodded, and ordered a couple of combos. It wasn't often that they'd eat food to-go in the van. Considering what happened with Vivi, though, Arthur couldn't quite blame her for wanting to. Publicity wasn't that enjoyable when you've a lot on your mind. He'd know, too. It wasn't easy shoving all this guilt down his throat. He was in the midst of wanting to tell her, but couldn't because he knew he'd get slaughtered if he did.

After taking some time to eat their breakfast, Arthur started to take the route back home. He didn't attend college, but he knew class for Vivi was tomorrow. The best thing he could do is go with whatever distracted her and hoped for the best. It wouldn't be THAT long until she forgot everything about Lewis again, right?

He glanced over to the book she'd been reading the whole ride. The title was: Paranormal Activity Explained. He refrained the urge to slam his forehead against the wheel. She'd remember him in no time!

He left them in the midst of the ride.

He didn't quite want to. In fact, he didn't want to at all. His chances of bumping into Vivi and Arthur again were slim. There would be some dumb teens that would stop by the mansion from time to time, but the Mystery Skulls gang was a once-in-a-lifetime thing to happen. He'd know because he was in it.

Lewis levitated across the dirt track he'd been following until a large building came into view. It was then that he finally stood on the ground and walked properly. It was the mansion. He memorized the location of it months after being murdered nearby it. He wouldn't consider it his home, but it was the only place he could return to.

He stepped into the mansion and found some ghosts flying towards him. They didn't attack, but instead started to clean his suit and polish his shoes. They cleaned any dirt off from them and made sure he was as fine as ever. Lewis shoved one out of his way and climbed up the stairs. He didn't fear them at all, for they could do nothing to him. If anything, they were just little servants that came with the mansion. The best they could do is scare the living, while he could kill them.

He made his way down some hallways until taking a turn into the room of his choice. Not like it mattered, because they were all the same. He made his way to the fireplace and burned some of the used wood that had been lying in there. Taking a seat on the chair in front of it, he rested his skull in his hand.

One of the ghosts flew in front of him and caught his attention. He heard, Where were you, Master?

Much like any other ghost, they often communicated through telepathy. He gently moved the ghost out of his sight and replied, None of your business.

Those visitors. One ghost flew nearby his skull. Did you know them?

Lewis felt like punching a wall. They were always so nosy. He held his frustration in, though, and replied. Yes. Is that all?

No! Another one of them went straight into his face. Did you follow them? We were worried! You've been gone for days!

He roughly pushed that one out of his sight. Most of them were polite, but others were a bit too ignorant for his taste. Realizing that they would get no reply, the ghosts huddled around and spoke. Lewis pretended he couldn't hear them, despite the fact that they could. They were just gossiping about him and his disappearance, as expected.

The huddle's whispered died down, and he heard the sound of them flying out of the room. A couple of them stayed beside him, though. They'd move the wood around if the fire went low, or just stayed for the sake of it. He didn't need their protection. He damn well went without them, and they knew it.

Lewis sighed and slumped back in the chair, feeling the dread start to come to him. It was going to be a long night, wasn't it?

"Thanks for the ride, Arthur."

Vivi closed the door behind her and made sure she had everything of hers. Arthur rolled down the window and took a look at her. He'd been nervous the whole ride while she read that thing. Just anything could trigger something about Lewis, and she'd be recollecting everything! He needed assurance that it hadn't come just yet, though.

"D-do you need anything else, Vivi?" He asked.

"No, Arthur. I'm fine." She gave him a smile. "Thank you for worrying about me, though. Have a good night."

She waved goodbye and climbed onto the porch of her house. She took one last look at the van before heading inside, and closing the door behind her. It was then that Arthur finally drove off to his own home. She watched the van's lights go through her windows before disappearing out of sight. The trip back home ended up taking all day, and she felt a bit sick from being in there so long.

She sighed, and set her things down on a table. She'd worry about them in the morning. For now, she needed sleep. Or something to eat. It was pretty hard figuring out priorities when you were so busy all the time. She remembered skipping breakfast a lot the previous week because of her studies.

She walked down a hallway and peeked through a door. The sound of breathing mixed with snoring made her feel relived. At least her parents were asleep. She closed the door and made her way to the kitchen. The best she could do is manage something light and have something in the morning. At least she wouldn't be sick by then.

While searching for something to eat, Vivi saw her laptop sitting on the table in the dining room. She had an extra she left at home, and she'd usually leave it there at night for homework. She grabbed a banana and headed towards it. Taking a bite and pulling the chair out, she turned on the laptop and logged in. Not that she had any homework, but what she really needed was...answers. So many things had happened through the past couple of days that she knew she needed time for them before going back to studying all the time.

Opening up a search engine, she typed up any paranormal subjects that related to the existence of ghosts. She knew they were real now, but how was it possible? It couldn't be in her imagination, because it was the same ghost and Arthur saw him, too! He was physically real, and he really did have powers. There had to be an answer for it!

Although, while reading through many discussion forums and informative articles, she found that the topic was heavily debated. The existence of ghosts relied on belief, experiences, and any knowledge related to paranormal activity. She knew just about everything about it as it is. Why didn't the existence of them didn't have an answer?

Frustrated, Vivi shut down the laptop and closed it. She thew her banana peel away and quickly made her way up the stairs. There was no way she was able to focus at college tomorrow if this was still on her mind. She needed answers. Sitting here and reading through books she'd already been through wasn't going to help!

She grabbed her phone and started to look at the locations that had been marked in there. Their visit to the mansion hadn't been that long ago, and she remembered making a call when they were nearby it. The location of that in her history should lead her back to where it all began.

And there it was.

Not farther than a few yards away, stood the mansion. The same, exact place that she and Arthur stumbled upon when the van broke down. The place where she met...that ghost. It didn't look as joyful or energetic like she last remembered it.

Vivi stepped off the motorcycle and left the helmet she'd been wearing tied on it. She borrowed her father's so she could ride all the way down here. Not like she wouldn't return it, but Vivi didn't have a car just yet. It was out of her expenses because of their lack of good mysteries for the gang. She'd be sure to get one soon, though.

Grabbing a pocketknife she brought just for the sake of safety, Vivi quickly made her way down the dirt trail and towards the gates. She passed the dead trees and peeked over towards the building. It didn't move like it did weeks ago, and she couldn't hear any music coming from it. Staying on her guard, she ran over and peeked through one of the windows.

Not only was it empty in there, but all the lights had been turned on and the doors were left open. From a first glance, it'd look inhabited, but it was really quiet. Where were those ghosts she saw?

Shrugging it off, Vivi looked around before pulling the window up and climbing in. She tried to land as quietly as possible, and closed the window behind her. When she heard a ghost fly into the room, she ran towards the nearest door and hid behind it. She saw the ghost glance towards the window, shrug, and continue flying into another room. When it went nearby her, she shivered.

It was cold. Which meant that it was definitely real.

Shaking it off, Vivi ran down the halls and peeked in every room she passed by. That ghost was much larger and easier to spot than the little, pink ones flying around...She knew that, eventually, she'd find him.

And so she did.

She spent above 5 minutes or so running around the mansion and hiding from the ghosts before she finally saw him. He was in one of the rooms upstairs at the end of the hallway. She thought he'd be flying around and doing ghost things like the others, but instead he just...sat there, staring at the fireplace.

She had a bad feeling about this. He didn't seem much of a threat now, but when he saw her...she was sure he'd do something. She didn't know what, but she was sure it wouldn't be good.

She took a peek at the pocketknife held in her hand. It was smaller than she hoped, and the ghost ended up being a lot bigger than she had hoped. What would happen if he attacked her? She didn't really have any plans or brought any real weapons! No one knew she was here so they could help her, either.

Still. She needed answers.

Taking a deep breath, Vivi jumped into the doorway and threw the nearest object nearby at him. It just so happened to be a miniature vase, and it broke after hitting the back of the chair. This caught the ghost's attention, but when he turned, Vivi chucked a coat hanger at him.

He ducked, and the hanger ended up breaking everything that rested above the fireplace. When he started to charge at the intruder, he immediately stopped in his tracks. Vivi felt herself hesitate. Fear overtook her, though, and she ended up throwing her pocketknife at him. Which was pretty useless because it went through him and landed on the floor.

He ignored this, though, and looked at her with surprise. He asked, "Vivi?"

Instead of running and embracing him like in those romance movies, Vivi grabbed another vase and threw at him. She grabbed a couple more and threw it nowhere near him just for effect. She yelled, "HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME!?"

He dodged the vase thrown at him, but still had his eyes locked on her. It was as if he was in disbelief and surprise. But how could that be possible!?

He held his arms out, as if he were trying to calm her down. He said. "Vivi-"

"AUGH!"

His eye sockets widened and he stepped out of the way to dodge a music box she threw at him. It landed with a loud THUD on the floor behind him, and the sound of it breaking echoed throughout the mansion. Both of them could hear the sound of ghosts flying towards the scene. When she saw him running towards her, Vivi threw something else at him, but ended up getting pulled back by something.

"H-HEY! LET ME GO!" She struggled. It was then that she realized that a group of the ghosts were dragging her out of the room. The larger one ran out of the room and stopped when he saw them. He narrowed his eyesockets, then looked in their direction.

As if in fear, they then let go of her, letting Vivi land on the floor. She rubbed the back of her head in pain, but backed up once she realized the ghost was walking towards her. She grabbed a part of another nearby coat hanger and held it out towards him threateningly, yelling. "S-STAY BACK!"

The ghost didn't stop. Realizing he wasn't going to listen, she threw it at him. Like everything else, it merely went through him and landed on the floor behind him. She backed up every time he came closer, and it wasn't long before Vivi found herself backed against a wall. She looked around in fear, and realized that there was nothing nearby she could use as a weapon.

Not like it'd help, anyway.

All she could do is just sit there and hide her face in fear. The footsteps came closer and closer. Vivi let out the loudest and most high-pitched scream she could manage, hoping someone heard nearby. Nothing happened, though, and the footsteps stopped. When she peeked out from her arms, she saw the ghost on his knee offering his hand towards her.

He said, "I'm not going to hurt you."

Vivi stared at him for the longest time, in both confusion and terror. She knew she didn't have any other choice, though. There was no escape, and a lot of the ghosts were huddling around them. He didn't seem dangerous, so she took his hand and he helped her to her feet.

Vivi flattened her skirt with her free hand and fixed her hair. When she realized she was still holding his hand, she immediately let go and swatted at his. The ghost took a step back in surprise and she clenched her fists in anger. She narrowed her eyes at him and yelled, "WHO ARE YOU, AND HOW DO YOU KNOW ME!?"

The best the ghost could do was look at her. He asked, "What?"

"Who are you!?" Vivi repeated. "And how do you know my name!?"

There was the longest moment of silence between them. Vivi looked around the room, and noticed that the ghosts were looking in awe between them. She took a fearful step back and looked back at the ghost. He was just staring at her.

"W-Well!?" She asked. "Aren't you gonna' answer!?"

"Vivi," The ghost spoke. "Calm down."

"Why should I!?" She yelled again. "You've been following me and Arthur for three days! Just what are you doing, following us and trying to hurt my friend!? Who are you?"

The ghost stared at her. He asked, "You don't recognize me?"

She paused. She never really did get a good look at him. Taking a look at his full body, she did realize that he resembled someone she knew, but she couldn't remember who. How could that be?

"You do look familiar..." She admitted. "D-Do I know you?"

"More than you can imagine." He replied, and took a step towards her. "What are you doing here?"

Vivi froze once she realized he was heading towards her again. She couldn't take a step back, though, because of the ghosts that surrounded them. She said, "I-I...I needed answers! Aren't you gonna' give me any!?"

"Oh." His eye sockets widened. "Of course."

He looked at ghosts circling them. They stared at him for a second or two until they flew off, away from Vivi. She watched as they took place behind the ghost and peeked at her. Some flew out of the hallway and back to where they were before. When she looked back, she noticed that the ghost was leaning forward and politely held out his hand.

"I am Lewis," He said. "And this is our mansion."