Thanks to: darkwriter14, Ayjah, moonlightbutterflye, Emina105, iloveme5895 and chocolatemud!! (for the wonderful reviews!!)

Synemyoa: I'm very sorry everyone for not updating for so long. This story has been completed even before I uploaded it here. But I don't have much time to use the computer and log in.

Neko: We should stop making excuses! *laughs* Yeah, but I understand. I've been busy as well because of exams and projects… Ugh! German is soooo hard! *cries*

Synemyoa: Now, now, I'm sure everything will be fine. *hugs*

*enter Narcissistic Naru-chan*

Naru: Since these lazy authors are still 'busy' with their dramas… I'll be taking over. These two don't own Ghost Hunt and never will! That's all. *walks out*

FROM THE PITS OF HELL...

After Ayako's wound was treated and Aimi was brought to her room to rest, the others began their investigation.

"Mai, did you, John, and Yasuhara finish setting up the equipment?" Naru asked with a steady gaze. He no longer seemed worried; his normal icy mask had slipped back into place.

"Yes. Everything's ready…" Mai's voice quivered, but she wouldn't give into her fear. "It seems we've already caught something on camera while you were away."

"Lin and I will check it later. There's something more important that everyone needs to see." He stood and motioned for everyone to follow. Masako was tending to the parents and would be attempting to talk to the spirits, so she wouldn't be joining them and since Ayako was injured, Brown-san and Yasuhara would stay with her while the others left the house.

"So, where are we going to?" Bou-san asked while scratching his chin. He couldn't help but look every which way to make sure nothing was about to come after them.

"While you all were playing around, Lin-san and I were checking around the outer walls. I concluded that there must be some sort of powerful object nearby linked to these happenings, but we found something different instead." Naru led them to an old abandoned shed, which had been concealed by the forest behind the house. "Careful, the roof is unstable." He cautiously opened the door, then stepped inside. When everyone was inside, Lin lit a match. It was much too dark to see without one, because there wasn't a single window inside, nor was much light making its way through the trees above.

The shed was empty. "Uhm, what is it exactly that we're supposed to see…?" Mai asked. Had Naru brought them all the way here for nothing?

Bou-san answered for Naru, "It's not something a normal person could see. It's something you feel, I think. There's something really slimy about this place. So much hate… fear…" He slowly walked around on the wooden floor boards which were rotting away. As he stepped to the left of the entranceway, the sound of splitting wood was the only warning before Bou-san's right leg sunk into the ground beneath the shed. "What the… it's hollow?"

Before Lin or Naru even had the chance to help him out, Mai heard something which set her heart racing, and not in a good way. Thinking she'd been mistaken, she lowered her body to the floor cautiously. With some hesitation, she put her ear next to the wooden boards while Naru and Lin struggled to free Bou-san's leg. The sound was real. "Uhm, guys…" They ignored her. "Guys… there's something down-" a terrifying thump silenced them all, followed by the sound of nails raking their way down the boards. "Naru, Lin, get him out now!" Mai screamed, her eyes darting towards the door which was now shut. Why is it shut? Why? We left it open when we came in.

Bou-san gritted his teeth and dragged himself out of the hole with Naru and Lin's help; he was frantic. Who knows what that thing beneath the floorboards would have done if it had reached his leg. When he reached the door, Mai was struggling to open it.

"Lin, take care of the door. Mai, move!" Naru commanded. On the other side of the room, another board broke, then another, and another. Something sharp was jutting from beneath the boards, as if trying to grab whatever had disturbed it from above.

A chilling, feminine voice emitted from below, masked with age, "It.. is time… give… her to… me."

Lin shoved himself against the door.

" Give… her… to.. me."

Unsuccessful, he stood further back, bracing himself.

"I must… have… her… power…"

He moved forward and sent a flying kick at the door; it cracked open.

"She's… mine… stop… meddling… vile humans…."

Just as the roof started to collapse, Lin, Naru and Bou-san managed to run outside. But Mai, who was the last to try and get through the door, could not move one of her legs. She looked down, thinking she'd happened to snag it on a board or something, but the sight proved to be far more terrifying. A sickly, green hand covered in wrinkles was latched onto her ankle. Long, jagged nails dug into her skin, causing rivers of blood to trickle down her foot. With wide, horrified eyes, she reached for Naru through the gap in the door. He was saying something, but she couldn't understand what. It was as if all time had stopped for her… she couldn't hear a thing. Darkness was closing in around her, obscuring her vision. With one last, failing effort, she grabbed a hold of something in front of her… and then saw nothing.

Back at the house, Brown-san, Ayako, and Yasuhara were drinking tea with Masako and Aimi's parents.

With sternness, Masako began to question the parents, "When did all of this start happening?"

Aimi's mother seemed a little uneasy, "About three weeks ago. Ever since Aimi turned sixteen, strange things have been happening. It was just small things at first, like things missing or moving, or someone writing messages and such on the walls… but then it just got worse. Fatima came down with something terrible. Her body's covered in red splotches that won't go away no matter what we or the doctors try. And Teresa… Teresa…"

Brown-san cut in, "It's all right, Ma'am. We know about it, there's no need for you to say anymore." He then turned to Aimi's stepfather, "When we were coming in, we all noticed the wiccan symbols around the house. Could you tell us something about them?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't know much about them. But my wife might…" Aimi's stepfather looked over at his wife. His eyes were filled with worry.