I sat on the couch, staring through the wall. Questions were swarming, none of which I could find anything close to the answers. Sam and Dean. Who were they? Why are they pretending to be FBI? And what the hell kind of drugs were they on? Demons, ghouls, and ghosts can't be real. I purse my lips, concentrating on what all of this could mean. However, a white card hit my face. I blink hard and look at Piper, Heidi, and Caleb.

"What the hell?" I ask, throwing the card back.
"You've been out of it since the agents left, is something wrong?" Heidi responded, placing the other card into a reject pile.
"The agents," I mumble "Did anything seem off about them?"
"Other than the fact that they were undeniably gorgeous? No, why?" Caleb asked, placing another card face down in front of Piper.
"Nothing, it's nothing." I look away
"Honey, are you sure you're okay?" Piper questioned, looking at me over the rim of her glasses.
"Yeah, no! I'm fine, just super tired. It's been a long day."

The three each gave me sympathetic looks. I gagged internally. It's not because I didn't appreciate my friend's gesture, I'm just not big on sympathy.

"Hey guys, I think I'm going to go take a nap." I said, standing up and popping the stiff joints in my legs and back.
"Sure! Do you want us to stop, or?" Piper asked
"No! Don't let me ruin your guys' fun." I smile at them and turn around starting down the hallway.
"I love you, darling! Just in case I'm not here when you get up." Caleb shouted.
"Love you, too! Thanks for coming over, it means a lot." I said over my shoulder.

After a minute of silence, the lounge was roaring with laughter again. I smiled to myself, wondering how I'd ever get along without them to help pull me through. Soon I made it to the door at the end of the hallway. I shivered. My heart hurt, and I didn't really want to be alone, I just didn't want the others to keep asking questions. I was running out of answers to give. I sigh and turn the knob, a huge gust of wind came in and blew the door open.

"I didn't leave my window open, did I?" I ask myself out loud.

I hugged myself as I entered the chilly room. When I look at the window, I see the teal curtains rapidly flying every which way. I was confused, I don't remember even opening it. I shook myself. You have to get it together! You cannot have people thinking you're a nutcase. I know I liked Jason, but it isn't the end of the word. You have to breathe, Kimi. I made my way quickly across the wooden floor, and pull my window closed, latching the lock. I readjust the curtains and sit down on the end of my bed. A picture frame fell off of my desk, causing my head to snap, making me alert.

"What the hell?" I walk over, and pick up the frame, inspecting it for broken pieces. It was the picture from two summers ago. Piper, Heidi and I figured that we should get away, take a mini vacation. So we drove down to the beach, and spent a weekend there. We went to the fair they had, went swimming, and ate all kinds of deep-fried goodies. I smile down at the picture. Heidi and Piper were hugging each other, expecting me to join, but I tried to hide behind a towel, hoping I couldn't be seen. I carefully place the picture back down, making sure that it was nowhere near the edge. What is going on? This can't just be me being forgetful…something strange is happening. Just as I finished my thought, light taps came on all four of my walls.

"Hello?" I ask.

I waited two minutes before moving again. Making sure that everything was still, and quiet. It must have been my mind playing tricks on me. I didn't get much sleep last night, and today felt like forever. Surely I must have opened my window last night before falling asleep, and maybe I pushed the picture frame closer to the edge when I put something on my desk earlier.

"Nothing is wrong, nothing is happening. You just need to go to bed." I mumbled to myself.

I slip out of my comfy jeans, and into a pair of yoga shorts. The business cards that the 'agents' gave me fluttered to the floor. I let air out of my nose, bending over to pick them up. I had to give them credit though, these cards did look pretty legit. However, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to create them either. I roll my eyes and throw them on my dresser. I then slip out of my flannel and into a pajama t-shirt. I kick the crumpled clothes into a corner, and look up at my dresser again. I purse my lips. Did I really want to get into this now? I turn around and throw myself into my bed, curling up into my blankets and stuffed animals. No, I'll worry about them later. It wasn't long after that when sleep consumed me.

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CRASH

I bolt upright in my bed, confused still from being asleep. I push the blanket off of me, my heart beating pounding in my ears. I frantically reach for the switch on my bedside lamp, struggling momentarily before light flashed across the room. I gasped, then quickly sucked in my breath. Standing by the edge of bed was a man, no older than his mid-twenties. His face pale, and sickening bags under his eyes. His attention automatically focused on me, lifting his bottom lip baring his yellow, rotting teeth. Just in front of him, was the mirror above the dresser, except now, cracks weaved its way across it. In the middle was my Magic 8 ball. The man moved his way closer to my bed, a shiny object flashed in his sleeve.

"W-what do you want?" I ask, not making any sense.
"Iris, why did you leave me?"
"Iris?" I choke.
"Iris, why didn't you want me?" he flashed closer.
"P-please….don't"
"Why did you make me kill you, Iris?" he flashed even closer, this time a blade appeared in his hand.
"I-I..."
"Why can't you stay dead, Iris?" he raised his hand above his head, the blade shone dramatically in the lamp light.
"No! Stop!" I shout.

I roll out of bed, just as the blade made a thwack on the headboard. I quickly stand up, and make my way across the bedroom when he appeared in front of me again.

"Don't run, Iris. You know better." He snarled

He slowly came at me, cornering me. I look around desperately looking for something to fight back with. My eyes came across an old humming bird wall decoration that my mother gave me. It wasn't big, but it was made with cast iron and would definitely leave a mark. I quickly lunge sideways, snatching it off the wall. I aim for the head, putting everything behind this blow. However, once it came to the point where it would make contact, the man turned into a smoke-like substance and disappeared into thin air.

"What the hell?" With shaky legs, I make my way out of my room, and into the lounge.

All of the lights were off except for a small lamp on a side table by the couch. When I make it over there, I notice a small piece of paper folded in half with my name scrawled across it. With a shaky hand, I grab it. Reading:

Hey Kimi,

We went out with Caleb for a little while! We know it's kind of late, but we might not be back until tomorrow afternoon! We love you!

Heidi and Piper

I felt a little better knowing my friends weren't here. I didn't want them to get caught in the crossfire. I put my head in my hands. What was that? Was it even real? How the hell did he just disappear like that? I was drowning in my own questions, getting frustrated because I didn't know the answers. The way the guy flashed himself all around the room, that wasn't human. Could it have been-? No, absolutely not. Ghosts aren't real, there are no monsters under our damned beds. That was all just make believe. I laugh out loud at myself. If I said anything to someone else, they would think I was nuttier than a fruit cake.

"This cannot be happening." I cry out.

But…could it? As much as I didn't want to believe it, I know what I saw. It most certainly wasn't housekeeping, and definitely not a friend. He made that pretty clear when he was trying to kill me. An image flashed in my mind of the two business cards on my dresser. If there really was something out there, would they know about it? Or would they just mock me? I shrugged it off, knowing that if they tried to be a dick about it that you could turn them in for impersonating FBI agents. I run down the hall, grab the cards off of my dresser, and make way back into the lounge, sitting on the arm of the couch.

"Well, here goes." I brace myself, punching the number into my cellphone.

After ringing three times, he picked up.

"Agent Angus?" a voice bellowed
"Sure, if that's what you're calling yourself." I snort at him
"Who is this?"
"Kimi. I'm the girl you questioned this afternoon."
"Ahh, yes," he breathed out, "Is there any questions you have?"
"Yes. Why the hell are you impersonating an FBI agent? And why the hell are you so interested in Jason's murder?"

The other end of the line was silent except for a few short irritated breaths.

"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You just sealed the deal right there, Buttercup. Denial is one thing that gives it all away. Anywho, I heard you and your friend talking outside before I gave you back your badge. Now tell me what the fuck is going on before I call the actual authorities."
"Whoa, calm down. No need to get hasty. We just have some work to do."
"Bullshit, I heard you guys talking about demons, ghouls, ghosts, even freaking werewolves. What level of crazy are you guys on?"
"Well-"he started.
"But wait, there's more." I chime in. "Because I might be just as crazy. I can't believe I'm saying this, but something happened."
"What?! When?!" He sounded frightened
"About fifteen minutes ago, I was attacked."
"By what?"
"I-I'm not sure exactly."
"Stay put, we're on our way. Do you have salt by any chance?"
"Probably, why?" I asked, confused.
"Make a circle on the floor. Then stand in it."
"What? Are you out-"
"Just do it!" he barked
"Fine, fine! Don't need to be a jerk." I wedge the phone between my ear and shoulder.
"We'll be there in ten." He hung up.

I felt so freaking stupid, I didn't even know these guys. Yet there I was, dumping salt into a sloppy circle on the floor, standing with a thumb up my ass with no idea as of what was happening. My gut was telling me to trust them though, they had just better give me a reason when they get here.

Sorry! This chapter isn't the best, I know. Just bear with me, because In order to move on, I had to get some of this stuff out of the way! I hope you enjoy it though, favourite, follow, and reviews would be most helpful! Thank you!