Chapter 6(Bryn's POV)

I sat next to Zak, and felt my muscles tighten again. "Do you think Nick will be alright?"

"I think so." Zak said, turning towards me. I stared at him for the longest time, lost in his caramel brown eyes. "So, trigger object?" Zak asked me, and I realized I was staring.

"Um, sure. What is the trigger object?" I questioned.

"Glad you asked. Since this is the room where you were, er, cut, I think we should use a knife."

"A knife? Zak, what if we get, I don't know, HURT?"

"Don't worry. If it does attack, it will attack me." Zak replied cooly.

I couldn't help but get up, and walk over to where I thought I saw a shadow. Of course, I ended up tripping on some random thing.

"You ok, Bryn?" Zak asked, though I could hear laughter.

"Shut up." I snapped back, getting to my feet.

"What did you trip on?" he asked, with such fake innocence.

"No idea." I put my hands down to find what I fell on, and realized it was my shoelace. I decided not to tell Zak that, cause then he would probably crack up.

Soon he was kneeling next to me, and had my shoelace in his hand. "Nothing?" he asked, and my eyes darted to the blackness of the wall.

"You know when we take a million photographs, right?" Zak asked, and I couldn't help but snap the answer, "I'm not stupid."

He took out a small camera, and did his job.

"You always were a klutz." he suddenly chuckled.

"Excuse me, Zachary Bagans." I said, shocked he remembered me from high school. "You still remember high school days?"

"Well, I certainly hope it wasn't that long ago. Why'd you move to Vermont?" His question echoed through the room.

"I didn't move. Just summer here. Wanted to get a quick job." I shrugged.

"Well, didn't you stick with your paranormal college?"

"I'm still going. Gee Zak, your still 26, I'm still 24." I said cooly.

"And not that well known." he muttered.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I know you. And your only giving in your documentary to your film teacher." I smiled. Zak, Nick, and Aaron had all gotten into the same college. I went to T.A.P.S college. And that is how I lost my 3 best friends.

"Oh, come on. Remember the good ol' high school days?" Zak sighed, and I nodded.

"Yeah, I remember. We were all in the same homeroom. You were quite the rebel. Still are, I can only guess?"

I could hear Zak laugh under his breath, and reply "Hell yeah! I'm guessing your still the heart-break beauty?"

"Let's get back to the case. We are SO off topic!" I stammered.

"Fine, fine. Just to let you know, were not being recorded." he shrugged. "But now….we are."