Well my friends, you asked for it so here it is! Haha, this is the next chapter to this little ficcy. Things are starting to get really creepy in the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, and Kalani is in for the scare of her life. I hope you all enjoy this! Oh and please review!

My heart raced as the overwhelming feeling of darkness surrounded me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. We had only been in here for a few minutes and already I was beginning to doubt my ability to pull through this, if I had thought it was creepy on TV, it was much worse in person. My stomach twisted with a nervous feeling, not the joyous one from earlier when I had finally met Zak, it had now become the distinct feeling of dread.

"Kalani, are you okay?" Zak's perfect voice asked from a crossed the foyer by the table where he was looking over some equipment, his voice pulling me from my inner trepidation.

My body filled with a warm sensation at the sound of him speaking, I could still feel the presence of my fear, but I knew as long as he was here to talk me through it I would be okay.

"Yeah, I am." I replied with a nod as I looked over to him, his features illuminated by the light of the electric lantern on the table of supplies.

"Okay, good." His strong voice responded. "Hey Nick, Aaron, can you two start setting up the first two X cams in Ward 1? One in the hallway where an elderly woman named Ruth is said to push or shove people, the other one facing the Ward 1 stretcher room where people have actually seen faces appear in the bathroom mirror there." He finished in an authoritative voice, looking into the camera in Nick's hands.

"Yeah okay, man." Nick responded and reached down to the table to grab the X camera and tripod.

"Kalani?" Zak looked to me, his beautiful eyes darkened by our surroundings.

"Yes?" I returned with a smile, my heart rate speeding up at the realization that if Nick and Aaron were gone, I would be alone with Zak. Oh, talking to him in person in real life was even more amazing than I had dreamed.

"You and I are going to stay here and talk a little bit about the history of Trans-Allegheny and go over the reported paranormal activity here. Just so you know a little bit more about what you are getting into." Zak explained, speaking partially to me and partly to the camera he was holding. "So let's get down to business, shall we?" He asked, again into the camera.

"Yes, let's" I replied, looking around me for a moment. I could hear something down the hall, but I chalked it up to it just being Aaron or Nick and returned to watching Zak.

Zak set his camera up on a tripod atop the folding table and proceeded to grab a flashlight and a few papers from their place on the table. He laid the first piece of paper out on the surface of the stand; it was a map of Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum. He began to explain all of the many wards and rooms of the asylum, telling me each of the historical facts and the paranormal facts of haunting that had occurred. I already knew quite a bit about this place, seeing as it was something that you just couldn't ignore when you lived in Weston, especially because it was so close to where I lived. Even though I knew most of it, I did not stop him from speaking. I loved hearing him talk, so as far as I was concerned, he could talk like this all night if he wished.

"So, with that said, are you ready for our lockdown to truly begin?" He finished up and asked as he looked from the camera back to me.

Just as I was about the respond, the sound of girl's scream pierced the silence and caused both Zak and I to look up in shock.

"What the hell was that?" Zak questioned as he picked up his camera and aimed its sight down the hall where the sound had come from.

The sound of footsteps running toward us was audible as Nick and Aaron ran back into the foyer where Zak and I were.

"Bro, did you hear that?" Aaron asked Zak as he approached.

"Yeah, I did. It sounded like it was coming from upstairs—" Zak's sentence cut off as another scream could be heard.

"Dude!" Aaron exclaimed, turning his camera on the staircase that led to the upper wards.

"Shh…" Zak hushed, his face still full of shock and excitement.

My heart nearly stopped. I knew that they encountered this all the time and that to them it was exciting, heck I always thought it was exciting too when I watched them on TV, but this was terrifying. Every fiber of my being told me to run for the door and never look back, and I fought it with everything I had. I could not back out now, I was locked in here and there was no going back. The scream itself was not the scary part, but the fact that I knew we were the only ones in this decrepit building made my stomach twist and my skin crawl. If we didn't make that sound…What did?

I started to tremble and I hard as I tried to stop it, I couldn't. It was overwhelming, and the worst part was it was already terrifying in here and we hadn't even turned off all the lights yet. Oh, could this get any worse? I looked over to Zak again, his strong form inching its way over to the stairs. I wished I could look as collected as he was—as they all were—but I knew I was going to have a difficult time even trying not to cry.

Nick must have noticed my trembling because he soon turned to me and walked over to my side, placing a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Hey Kalani, are you ok?" He whispered, his tone filled with the tint of concern.

"Y-yeah, I am…" I tried to respond confidently, failing miserably as I did.

"Zak," Nick called quietly over to Zak.

"I think it's gone, I'm not hearing anything. Are you guys?" Zak replied still somewhat caught up in his excitement, seeming to ignore Nick.

"Hey, Zak." Nick tried again, looking at Zak and then using his eyes to gesture to me once Zak had looked over in Nick's direction.

Zak gave a confused look and tilted his head to the side as if asking Nick what was wrong silently.

"Oh, hey Kalani…you okay?" Zak asked as he walked over to me, handing his camera off to Aaron as he passed by him.

"Yeah, I keep saying that I am okay. Please don't worry about it, I'm fine." I responded. I knew I was not okay, but I was getting tired of being asked the same question over and over. It wasn't going to get better so why complain now?

"If you get too freaked out you just tell one of us, okay?" He stated as his eyes met mine. The tone he used was somewhat light in spirit of the show and the fact that others would be watching this, but his eyes held true concern and a serious air to them.

"O-okay." I responded, looking into his eyes and nodding. He eyes were mesmerizing even in the limited light from the lantern, and I could feel the nervous butterflies fill my stomach as my mind filled with his image and voice.

I knew that I was afraid, and that I should probably tell him that now, but as I thought about it I realized that if I did there was a chance that they would have me leave. That would mean I would have to leave Zak's side, and that was just not something I could do. I had waited for this night forever and there was no way in hell I was going to let it go, even if I was terrified beyond belief. I always thought I was strong, but this place had truly proved me wrong. However, if the Ghost Adventures team could do it, so could I—I hoped.

'Just fight your way through it like they do, Kalani!' I shouted at myself internally as I took a deep breath of the frigid air around me.

'Wait a second…'

It was then that I actually pulled myself from my own thought and realized something relevant.

The air was freezing, not like it was before, but colder than that. It honestly felt like I was submerged in ice, it was closing in around me and sealing me in its death lock. I tried to move but my body wouldn't respond, it was like I had no control over myself. Panic ran through me like a flood, washing away all rational thoughts. What was this? I started to feel nauseous and lightheaded as shivers continued to work their way through my frightened form.

And then something happened that I never thought I would really feel, and now that it had I wished it hadn't. Something or someone ran their cold hand down my back, seeming to trace the path of my spinal cord.

Ka…La…Ni… A phantom voice hissed slowly from behind me. That was the final push I needed to completely freak.

I jolted away from the cold energy, my body finally functioning and a scream coming from my mouth as fear and shock overtook me.

"What the hell? What just happened?" Zak yelled out as he caught my trembling form against his, the warmth of his body enveloping me as his muscular arms wrapped around me protectively.

"I-I just heard a-a voice behind me and something touched me." I forced out, my voice wavering in terror.

"Are you okay? Come here, Kalani." He instructed. "It's okay; I know that can really be freaky sometimes." He comforted while rubbing a hand over my back in soothing circles.

"Aaron, review the footage on your camera. See if you can hear the voice." Zak called out, still holding me.

Aaron did as he was told, flipping his camera around to flip a switch and watch the recording. His face looked concentrated at he stared at the little LCD screen of the camera, the glow illuminating his face with a blue hue. The sound of the audio was too garbled from where I was to actually hear if the voice had been caught on tape. Soon, Aaron's face then filled with shock and excitement as he listened and then rewound the footage and then replayed it again, holding the camera closer to his ear so he could hear it better.

"Oh my god, bro!" Aaron exclaimed.

"What? Did you hear it?" Nick asked, while zooming his camera's focus in on Aaron.

"Oh I heard it, man." He replied while walking over to where Nick, Zak and I were. "It's a freaking voice, man. It says Kalani's name like crystal clear, bro!" He finished enthusiastically.

Aaron passed the camera off to Nick, who listened attentively to its audio. Soon Nick's face too was full of excitement as he played it back again, reacting again to the recording.

"No way, man" Nick stated in shock. "It really says her name."

They handed the camera over to Zak, who released me with one of his arms and held the camera so we could both listen. The LDC screen illuminated the both of us, filling our little space with the blue light.

Zak hit play on the black and silver piece of equipment, the sound of its crackling audio breaking the silence. He leaned closer to the speakers of the camera, tilting he head to the side so that he could get as close as possible.

"Bro, you're not gonna believe it!" Aaron said, obviously still enthralled by the evidence that they had caught.

"Shh…" Zak hushed, listening closely.

I too was pretty close to the camera now, trying to see if I could hear the voice that would no doubt haunt my dreams. The audio was fairly good but the crackles of the little speakers made it hard to hear most of it, but the voice I heard next was perfectly clear. Its accuracy in saying my name froze me once again and I leaned against Zak again, my hands coming to cover my mouth to hold in the gasp of fear desperately trying to escape my throat.

"Holy cow, no way! No way!" Zak now exclaimed once hearing the voice for himself, his face filled with excitement.

I knew this was great to them; an EVP this clear was a rare commodity to come by in paranormal investigations, most were difficult to understand and quiet, but no matter how much I tried to look at it that way I couldn't feel the excitement they did. All I knew was that creepy voice said my name and whatever it was touched me, and that was not the most comforting thing that could happen.

"That is what we look for here on our lockdowns." Zak stated firmly, obviously speaking into Nick's camera.

"That's just awesome man." Nick remarked, his expression full of happiness and awe.

"Yeah…really awesome…" I tried to throw in, but my voice came out trembling rather than filled with the exuberance they displayed.

"Oh…" Was all I heard from Nick as he seemed to be telling Zak something, but he spoke so quietly that I could not make out the rest of what he was saying. I was sill partially leaning on Zak—an action that if I had not been so scared, probably would have made me faint—so I could feel his movement as he nodded to Nick and whispered something back.

I wanted to know what they were saying, but I figured that if they were not speaking loud enough for me to hear, they must not want me to hear what they were currently discussing. My hands were placed over my mouth again, still trying to hold my fear in. I had yet to come out of my little terrifying mind set, not being able to clear the haunting voice from my head. It was going to be exceedingly difficult to continue this investigation now, because I now had confirmation that not only could this stuff happen but it really did. I was aware that this asylum was paranormally active, but experiencing it firsthand would no doubt change my life forever.

Not only had whatever it was spoken to me, but it had also touched me. That in and of itself was enough to creep me out completely. Now that I thought about it, I could feel the path the hand had made down my back, it shouldn't have still felt like anything, but I realized that it was actually hurting to some degree. The cold feeling left behind by the touch mixed with the burning feeling that I could not figure out. Why was I feeling like this?

Zak was still talking to Nick, but soon seemed to stop and then look down at me. His face looked contemplative as his eye met mine once again, seeming to be deciding if he should proceed with talking or not.

"Kalani, Nick and I were talking… and we thought that maybe you would like to go home? It's okay if you don't want to continue. Nick seems to think we should have you leave for your own safety, but I wanted to know what you think." Zak confessed in his usual serious yet caring tone, one that I had heard many times while watching Ghost Adventures and loved so very much.

"No, I want to stay…" I managed to say, not quite focused on what was happening seeing as I was only thinking about the weird sensation I was having on my back. "I can do it." I continued, my tone sounding very off and slightly distant as I spoke. I couldn't focus on anything but what I was feeling, and I let my eyes drift to a random part of the room while my mind wondered.

"Hey Kalani," Zak asked, trying to get my attention as he noted that my eyes would not meet his as I spoke. "Are you okay? What is it?"

"Yeah…I'm fine." I replied, my voice still not quite normal. "Zak, can you do something for me?" I asked, finally being able to bring my distant brow eyed gaze to meet his.

"Yeah, what is it?" He replied, looking at me strangely. I could see him mouth something to Aaron, who then walked closer to us and fixated his camera's view on Zak and me.

I could not respond because it was at that moment I could feel that I was no longer myself, something or someone was in my mind with me. I could feel its anger and suffering as it filled me, meshing our feelings together. My body moved not of my own accord, tilting my head to the side in a creepy manner, allowing my dark bangs to obscure my now dead like brown eyes. I took an unwilling step back from Zak and a smirk formed on my lips, my mind trying to reject the action but not having enough will power to do it.

"Kalani, what's going on? What are you feeling right now?" Zak asked me, waiting for a response as he watched the obvious change in my behavior. He looked to Nick, his face full of fear and understanding. Nick looked back at Zak with the same expression and nodded once, almost like they were speaking with their eyes alone. I wanted to ask what they were internally saying, but I could not make my voice obey me.

"She's mine." My own voice said, yet even though it was coming from me it was clearly not Kalani at all. I just hoped that Zak, Nick and Aaron could see that it wasn't me as well.

"No she isn't." Zak responded his voice authoritative as always, as he seemed to now understand what was going on. "Who are you? Why are you affecting Kalani? You wanna control someone? Why don't you take me?" Zak asked and then taunted, now stepping back to hold his arms out in a manner that suggested that he was handing himself over to it.

"I don't want you here." The voice spoke through me once more, my head rolling to the side so that my bangs moved aside; letting whatever was in me to make eye contact with Zak. The frigid energy that swam through my veins could be felt all throughout the room, as the entity seemed to be enclosing us in its hold.

My body felt weightless and weighed down at the same time, like I was frozen yet floating. I struggled to wake my form from the forced slumber of movement. I pleaded with the force within me to let my mind go, but I did not feel that I reached it.

'Let me go!' I screamed at it.

You…will…be...mine. It echoed in my skull.

The heavy feeling that filled my being suddenly lifted and my body collapsed forward as I felt my own weight once again.

Zak's face filled with shock as he then caught my falling form and held me up, his muscular arms wrapping around me and holding me together.

"Kalani, Are you okay?" He exclaimed, looking into my eyes to—as I assume—see if I was myself again.

"Yeah…I think so." I mumbled as I focused and looked up at him.

"Dude, that was insane!" Aaron commented, still in shock of what had just happened. "Bro, maybe we should get out of here? I mean we haven't even really started and this crazy stuff's already happening." He suggested, clearly scared and trying to convince everyone that it was time to go.

"Just hold on a sec, Aaron." Zak returned as he turned back to me. "I think you were just possessed, and I want to make sure you are really okay." He nodded to me, his tone full of caring and emotion which he rarely displayed on their show—but I knew there was much more to him than what his fans got to see.

"I feel fine, other than my back…I don't know why, but it really hurts." I admitted as I reached back behind me to try and feel what was causing it to hurt, but I could feel nothing.

"Nick, can you grab the flashlight and bring your camera over here?" Zak asked Nick as he gently guided me to turn around, so that my back now faced him.

"Yeah, sure." Nick replied, walking over to grab the requested object.

My breathing hitched in my throat as I felt two strong hands slide up my back, pulling my shirt up as they went. These hands were not the cold, unwelcome hands that I had felt before, but these were warm and comforting making me almost melt into their gentle touch.

'Zak…' I thought blissfully

The warmth of his body heat penetrated my skin as he held my shirt up, awaiting the flashlight so he could properly inspect my back. I looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing, his face was serious as he stared in concentration at whatever he had found on me, clearly not having enough light from the lantern to make out what it was.

"Here, Zak." Nick said as he handed the flashlight off to Zak and then focused his camera on me.

I was uncomfortable under the glare of the camera and felt like curling up into a ball and disappearing, but I knew I had to stay put—the cold pain emanating from my back reminded me of that.

"No way!" Zak exclaimed as he flicked the flashlight on and directed it on my skin. "Dude, do you see that?" He continued, looking to Nick with wide eyes.

"Yeah, but I don't think I believe what I see." Nick replied with shock in his voice, his camera still pointed at me as he zoomed in on whatever it was they saw.

"Bro, what is it?" Aaron, who had walk to the other side of the room asked as he walked back over to Nick, Zack and I. He too exclaimed in shock as he looked at the skin on my back, his eyes the size of dinner plates and his jaw dropping as he stared.

"Okay bro, this is what I meant! We really need to just get the hell out of here!" Aaron tried again to convince them, backing up as he looked around us in fear.

"What… it is?" I finally asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer to that question.

"Kalani, you have scratches on your back, like big freaking scratches." Zak stated, his voice still full of disbelief. "But, that's not the weirdest part… "

My heart dropped. What the hell? I mean I had seen this happen on TV and as much as I believed in the paranormal I never thought it was really possible for that to happen in real life—especially not to me of all people.

"What is the weird part?..." I asked, my voice now trembling and filled with the tinge of fear.

"Well…" He began as he tilted his head to the side once again concentrating on something which I now knew were scratches. "The scratch marks spell out—K—I—L—L" He read aloud the letters inscribed into my flesh.

"What? What does that mean? Kill what? Me?" I asked in panic. Not only had I been possessed, but maybe that thing really wanted me dead. After all it did specifically say that I belonged to it.

"I don't know…I have never seen scratch marks like that before." Zak admitted, his tone now clouded with confusion…and maybe even fear.

What did that leave me with, if Zak did not know what to do? I had planned on him knowing everything, but I now realized that was an unfair assumption. However skilled in this field he was, there were still things that he had not encountered, and in that respect he was no more a paranormal investigator than I was. They were only human after all, just as I was, and they could not possibly know everything about the paranormal. No human ever could, until they themselves passed on to the other side. In theory, every ghost was a human at one point, a living, breathing person. They could do just as much harm as any human could; only it was more difficult for them to cross the veil that separated the living from the dead to do so. So yes, humans could be frightening, but at least I knew what they were.

The scary part of all this was…This thing, be it a ghost or not, did not feel human at all. It was something much darker, much more evil. And whatever it may be, it wanted me and me alone.

The question now was: Did it want me alive…or dead?

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