Flashback: Earlier that day

"Where would you say people have had the most experiences?" Zak asked the owner of the theater, barely able to keep the excitement from his voice. After he was told this place was the most haunted place in NY, he wasted no time in coming down to do a lockdown. All three of them, Aaron Nick and himself, were pumped.

The elderly man who owned the theater looked at the building behind him with a thoughtful expression, "The basement. Definitely the basement."

"You're saying the basement-"

"I'm saying people have had the most experiences in the basement...and now I'm going to tell you what I tell every paranormal investigator..." The owner, Peter Kent, gave the three investigators a look over his glasses before he warned them, "Don't go in there. I actually banned the public from going down there two months ago."

The three men shared a look before Aaron asked from behind his camera uneasily, "Uh what's happened in the basement?"

"Alot. Numerous people have been scratched or pushed down there. Three months ago there were rocks thrown at an elderly man and when women go down there they get slapped in the face." He paused as he rubbed his eyes. "Not to mention the incident two and a half months ago..."

Nick readjusted his camera as Zak squinted, "The incident? What incident?"

"A young couple wandered away from their tour group to explore the basement and try to communicate with whatever spirit haunted the basement. After three minutes they both ran out of the building screaming. They left all their equipment in the basement...they never came back for it."

Aaron's eyes widened slightly and Zak laughed nervously, "Wow. So it seems whatever is in there doesn't like other people going down there..." The owner nodded in agreement and suddenly Zak's lips twisted into a smile as he rubbed his hands together. He turned to Aaron."Well, guess where you're going tonight?"

Aaron gave him a look, "Dude..."

Peter chuckled and Zak clasped Aaron on the shoulder reassuringly, "Don't worry Aaron, if something tries to kill you...just yell...and maybe we'll come get you." Aaron stared at him before stuttering in protest while Nick and Zak laughed.

After Aaron had calmed down, though he still cast a glare towards Zak every now and then, Nick cleared his throat. "I heard this place burned down in the 1920's...It killed about 35 people, right?"

The owner shook his head. "You're right, it was in the 1920's, 1923 to be exact, but you are incorrect about 35 dying. You see, in the early 1900's this wasn't a theater, it was a clip joint or what is now called a club. It was actually very popular...One New Year's Eve the place was packed. The maximum capacity was 50 people...That night there were around 80 young adults in that club." Zak and Nick shared a look, both mouthing 'wow'.

"That night it caught fire. No one knows for sure how it started. Out of the 80 that were in there, only 5 survived."

Zak took a step back, shaking his head in shock and disbelief. "Whoa. Hold on a minute...75 people died?!" The owner nodded, his expression grave. "Jesus..."

Peter exhaled, turning around to stare up at the theater. "The five that survived escaped through a small bathroom window." He glanced back at Aaron, Nick, and Zak. "It's a miracle they fit through that thing...but anyways, the two exit doors somehow locked from the outside (no one knows how) and the only windows were in the bathrooms so-"

"-so they were all trapped." Nick finished for him with a shake of his head.

The owner nodded again, walking towards the building. Zak jogged after him, gesturing for Nick and Aaron to follow. "After the five escaped the building burned killing most inside. At least one third of the people that died got severely injured as they had been trampled on when everyone rushed towards the exits at once." The three investigators fell silent, not knowing how to respond.

All four men stopped at the double front doors. "A couple years later a man by the name of Henry Smith rebuilt it. No one in the town was keen to the idea but he built it anyways. In '54 it burnt down once more (though it was nothing like the fire of '23) and once again no one really knows how the fire started but over the next forty years it would see about 15 more deaths."

Zak asked in disbelief, "You're telling me a total of about 90 people have died here?"

"We think close to 90...but as I was saying about the basement...One of the people who died in the fire in 1923 was a man named George. We know this because a couple years ago some paranormal investigators communicated with him in the basement...from the evidence they caught down there it would seem he's the only one who resides in the basement...We think he's the one behind the assaults." He trailed off as suddenly he did a double take on a window on the second floor. He froze and Zak frowned from confusion before whispering for Nick and Aaron to turn their cameras to the window...

Nothing. No dark figure passing by or staring down at them. After a few minutes Zak held back a sigh of frustration.

Peter blinked rapidly before turning back to the other men with a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that..." He cleared his throat and continued, not once looking back to the window or explaining why he had suddenly been transfixed by it. "As I was saying-" he stared into the camera's that were now focused on him. "-George is a dangerous man."

A/N: The New Amsterdam Theater is an actual theater in NYC but there was never a club that burned down twice in the 20's and 50's and 90 people never died...and it's definitely not the most haunted place in NY I'm pretty sure it's not even haunted...I made all that up but for the sake of this story let's pretend it's real. Also, I re-read chapters 1 & 2 and decided to add some stuff, so if you feel like it you can go back and re-read the chapters but you don't have to.