I stood there, staring at her. It would be an logical explanation as to how that boy with the arrow through his head and the bitchy woman with the cuts are here...Wait...why here?

"Why are you guys here then?" I asked softly.

"We're part of the Black Zodiac! Go to the library! Read all the books up there! NOW! GO!" The woman demanded.

"Black Zodiac?"

"GO!"

"I'll leave once you tell me what the Black Zodiac is!"

"It's the spirits needed to open the eye of hell! NOW GO!"

"Okay okay! Calm your ass down! I'm leaving you guys alone now!" I said, as I walked towards the stairs leading up stairs. As I was walking I noticed most of the ghosts would glare and attack the glass, causing the Latin to glow an eerie yellow. I went upstairs and began to wonder what to do.

This is so weird! We have ghosts in our basement...Wait a moment! You know how fucked up that is! I mean shouldn't ghosts be somewhere...you know where they died! Not in some crazy Latin writing covered cage...Speaking of cages, I wonder what happened to the guy with the cage. There's something about him...That almost seems...depressed with a hint of angry. Kinda like me...Okaayyyy! I definitely need sleep! Maybe this really is a dream. I decided to go to bed. This was too weird for me to digest in one night. Maybe tomorrow I will wake up at home, in L.A. with no crazy spirits in my basement. That was the last thought I had before a dreamless rest came upon me as soon as I laid down.

I was awoken by someone jumping on my bed. I groaned and kicked the person off, hearing a thump as they landed. "Oww! That really hurt!"I heard my sister complain. I opened one of my amber eyes and looked at her.

"Life hurts so shush and deal with it!" I groaned then closed my eye and buried my head in my plushy pillows. Wait a moment...plushy pillows? I sprang up and looked around my now empty room. Great it wasn't a dream! We do live in a glass dome still...does that mean the ghosts...are real?...NO WAY! What am I thinking I definitely dreamt that!...But to be sure...I'll check the library. I got up and changed into black skinny jeans, and a baggy gray Avenged Sevenfold shirt. I slipped into the kitchen to grab a banana and went to the library. I threw my banana peel away and went up to the bookcase, looking at the books.

"What the hell...The Black Zodiac? What the...," I whispered to myself, picking the book up and going to a desk in the middle of the room. I opened it to what the signs of the black zodiac were. Thank god I can read Latin still.

The First Born Son...The Torso...The Bound Woman...The Withered Lover...The Torn Prince...The Angry Princess...The Pilgrimess...The Great Child...The Dire Mother...The Hammer...The Jackal...The Juggernaut...The pictures and the symbols match the ghost and their containers...This book is coming with me... I got up and went searching for my mom and sister, the book tucked in my arms. "Mom! Becka!" I called to get no answer. I went into the kitchen hoping to find them but in their place I found a note.

Autumn,

We went out for more food, and we're getting clothes. Including the hoodie you wanted! Continue unpacking for me pleaseeeee

Love,

Mom

"Why didn't they tell me! I wanted to go," I said, pouting. Suddenly I realized I was in a house...alone...with the spirits of the Black Zodiac...And the nearest person was miles away. I'm so fucked.

I decided that since the ghosts are in containers and can't escape, I would go to the basement and try and talk to them. Maybe I can help them...Doubt it. But maybe...if they're nice to me. I walked to my bedroom, grabbed the ghost seeing glasses and went down into the basement. I waved to all them and got the normal death glares back. I walked up to the woman with the I.V.

"I looked up the black zodiac in the library...You're the Withered Lover...Aren't you?" I asked, hands on my thin hips.

"Yes, dear. And there's obviously no way to persuade you to leave this horrible place before it's too late," she asked.

"You are correct. My mother has already begun shopping for more things to put in here and she didn't listen to me before, I doubt she'll listen to me now." I explained.

"Oh dear. Then please don't go into here every again!" She warned.

"I want to help you though!"

"There's no way to help us! If we're released some of the ghosts will seek revenge!"

"Revenge? What did we do?"

"I minus well tell you since you won't listen to me. The Jackal..well...he doesn't like humans."

"Why?"

"It's a long sad story. It's in the files your uncle kept."

"So I should look out for the Jackal...Any others?"

"Yes. The Hammer. The Angry Princess. The Torn Prince. The Juggernaut. And The Great Child. The others will try to scare you."

"What will they do to me or my family if they're released?"

"Hammer...well as you saw his hand is replaced by a hammer so he'll bash you to death. The Angry Princess, she will try to cut you. The Torn Prince will try to hit you with his bat. The Juggernaut...well he will try to break you into as many pieces as possible. The Great Child will kill you only if you threat his mother a.k.a. the Dire Mother."

"Wow...you know a lot about this."

"We over hear a lot."

"From my uncle?"

"If that was Drake or Cyrus then yes."

"Drake was mine...who was Cyrus?"

"The man that created the work for your uncle to complete."

"Oh...him..."

"Yea."

"Are you sure there isn't a way I can help you and the rest?" I asked, peering over my shoulder at the other ghosts. Most glared at me and tried to attack me through the glass.

"It's impossible...unless the house blows up again and no one rebuilds it this time..."

"Oh...my uncle rebuilt this place?"

"Right down to the hidden burial spells."

"Hidden what?"I asked, completely confused.

"Look down." She instructed. I looked down and saw the yellow glowing Latin writing.

"Oh."

"Your uncle wanted to success in what my husband's great uncle couldn't. Which means that your uncle is probably alive and going to use one of you as the thirteenth ghost. To open the eye of hell and obtain the knowledge of the past, present, and future."

"My uncle is dead! I saw him in the casket! He was ice cold and had no pulse!"

"Then why are we still here?"

"I don't know. Maybe he didn't think he would be shot." I mumbled.

"Hun. Just don't be so sure of it, okay?"

"Okay. If I see him I will be sure to go crazy." I smiled. She smiled back at me. Suddenly I heard movement of people upstairs. "I guess my mom and sister is back. I will be back soon." I said, getting up.

"You know. You're not as bad as I thought you were," she said. I looked over my shoulder as I stop walking for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"I can tell you have actual emotions...I thought you were cold like your uncle. But you're not," she said. I looked forward and walked away. I quickly walked into the kitchen, where I heard my mom and sister.

"Autumn!" My sister called, before flinging herself into my arms. I squeaked and was taken back before wrapping my arms around her.

"Hey mom."

"Your hoodie is on your bed." She replied, not looking up from putting the groceries away.

"Becka? Want to come with me to check out my hoodie," I asked, smiling.

"NO! I want to play," she cried, jumping off me and running off. I laughed and walked to my bedroom and grabbed my new Slipknot hoodie. I squealed and twirled around in it.

"So you like it," my mom asked from the doorway.

"NO! I love it! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" I cried, hugging her.

"Need...AIR...NOWW," my mother's strangled gasp wheezed. I quickly let go and put on my warm, and comfy hoodie. "It will be perfect for school!"

"But...that's a month away!"

"Never too early to plan," she said, while leaving my room.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the house changed...something has happened. Something bad. My headaches have came back triple times as strong. I get to grab my medicine as my sister comes into the room, carrying a suitcase.

"Autumn! I found this suitcase full of fake money," Becka screamed, opening the suitcase to show...millions and millions of REAL dollars. My eyes grew wide.

"Where did you find this?"

"In the basement! It was in a room with this really weird machine! I grabbed it and opened it slightly and saw alllll that play money and came running up here! Isn't it amazing! We can play bank now!"Becka explained. I grabbed my forehead, my headache still there. I went to the vanity and opened the medicine quickly, pouring into my hand 2 small, pink pills.

I swallowed them without water then turned back to Becka to see the naked slashed beautiful woman right behind her, her knife raised. I quickly grabbed Becka and swung her behind me, before I spun on the floor, knocking the woman onto her back, her knife scattering away.

"Autumn! Why did you push me?" Becka whimpered. I kept my foot on the woman's chest, putting enough pressure to keep her still.

"Go tell mom you want chocolate and don't take no for an answer!" I ordered.

"But..."

"NO! Go! Don't tell her anything of what happened."

"Okay sissy. Have fun playing..." And with that my sister was gone.

"Little miss princess...how did you escape..."

"I will kill you!" She spat.

"You try to hurt my family again and your knife will cause your demise got it?"

"My demise? HA! I'm dead remember? This isn't the end," she laughed, before disappearing. I knew exactly where she was going. I grabbed her knife she left behind and ran after her, into the basement.

When I got there, I saw her by her container. I quickly shoved her into it, and tried to slide the door shut but it wouldn't budge. "Shit!" I yelled before running to the withered lover.

"WHAT IS GOING ON!"

"Your sister , I believe, came down and took the suitcase...meaning that she has started the machine...the ghosts will escape...one by one until they kill everyone and rain terror on whoever tries to come into this house," she whispered. I could tell she was scared out of her wits...just like me. I refuse to show these ghost they won. What can I do to protect them!

"Is there anything I can do to stop them?"

"My husband...when he was here, used a panel of the enchanting from the library...put that at the staircase. It should work until you can find a permanent solution...or...until they find a way around it."

"Oh great..." I said, before running to the library. There has to be something! Like a solution to this...Luckily my family is gone. I flipped through pages and pages of the book. Nothing. Looks like I'll have to use what she said...hopefully none of the ghosts decided to come up yet... I tried to remove a panel from the wall. It didn't work. Then finally I got one loose and put it at the top of the stairs...just as the slashed woman was coming up. I pushed it into a firm place as she tried to push against it, causing the writing to glow.

"Thank goth. It held." I whispered.

"Soon enough, bitch. I will kill you."

"Look princess! I will not let you harm me or my family!"

"What are you going to do to stop me?" She asked, with a taunting grin on.

"I have my ways." I wonder...if Latin written can stop them...then can Latin spoken help? "Vos mos pareo meus sulum to order." (Translation: You will obey my every command) She glared at me. I smirked knowing it was working. "Vos mos non vulnero meus prosapia vel mihi!" (Translation: You will not harm my family or me!) She growled but slinked backwards. I smirked as she finally was gone and turned around...to come face to face to the man with the cage on his head.

"So you know Latin, you slut!" He laughed his insane high pitched laughter. I trembled, my mind went blank as I walked backwards away from him and his sharp finger nails. "Come on! Order me! I know you can do it, you fucking whore!" My bottom lip trembled. I couldn't say a word.