Max: Hi people! So, Olivia is sick today, so I-
Gazzy: *coughs*
Max: Ok, Gazzy stole the computer, and we decided to publish this chapter before she's done, because, well, she owes us something, and we decided that is would be this.
Nudge: So, like, enjoy the story!
Iggy POV
"Fang! Where are you? This isn't funny. Come out!" I yelled. 4 hours ago, Fang went to explore the Master bedrooms, and never came out.
"Fang! Please!" Angel screamed, almost in tears. She adored Fang. She looked to him as sort of a role model, someone to look up to and obey.
Suddenly, I heard a scream. It was Nudge! I followed the sound of her voice, which led straight into the Master Bedroom. Somehow, she had managed to unlock the closet door, which needed a key, and open it. Inside, Fang was slumped against the far wall with blood matting the hair on the back of his head.
"Oh shoot!" I said. I dragged him out of the closet and onto the bed. "Crap, crap, crap. Come on, wake up man!" He was unresponsive. Nudge put her head on his chest.
"He has a pulse, so we know that he's still alive. He probably needs rest, and bandages." She said, relieved. I ran downstairs to get some cloth. Surprisingly, all of the medical supplies were already laid out on the kitchen counter.
"I thought you might need them." A voice whispered from behind me. I whirled around, but there was nothing there. I grabbed the supplies and ran, hearing a girl's carefree laugh behind me. I stumbled into the bedroom, and collapsed on the floor. Why did I feel so dizzy? I had seen ghosts before, and heard them too, but never been physically hurt by one. I mean, I have, but by it pushing something on us, not by it actually hurting us itself, like a physical being! I had to admit, even I was spooked.
"Iggy, are you alright?" Ella's worried voice snapped me back to reality.
"Yea, I'm ok." I accepted her help in getting up. Amazingly, Fang was already sitting up.
He groaned and said, "How long was I out?"
"It's been 4 hours. And-" I hesitated. "And I heard her."
"You did? I saw her." He winced and put a hand on the back of his head. "She had brown hair and chocolaty eyes. Actually, she was beautif-" He turned red and stopped. "Forget that I said that."
While Nudge dressed his wound, everyone pestered us with questions. "How did she knock you out?" "How are you still alive?" "Did you have any cool dreams while you were out?" We all looked at Gazzy on that last one. "What? I'm allowed to wonder, aren't I?" We couldn't argue with that, and Fang said, "You know, I did have a cool dream. You weren't part of the ghost hunting team!" Gazzy socked him in the shoulder while the rest of us burst out laughing. The laughter echoed through the dark house, lifting everyone's spirits.
Max POV
Stupid ghost hunters. They always ruin everything! I had gravely injured the last captain of the last team, but….. I don't know why I couldn't this time. Their captain is about my age (Even though I'm dead) and he had these eyes that were as black as midnight, and they looked like they could see everything. Anyway, they shouldn't be exterminating me, they should be exterminating my parents! The ones who killed me. I looked normal, except I had a bullet hole through my leg, from where I had bled to death. My parents were still alive, living in this house, even. The house they murdered me. That's the only reason that I was here! To haunt them, get revenge. They had brought an endless number of ghost hunters here, all of them dead or gravelly injured, courtesy of moi. I didn't want to kill them, but sometimes I couldn't control myself, they were just so ugly with their scars and tattoos, it just made me mad. Suddenly I heard laughter. Laughter! Those dumb kids were laughing! People that I had almost killed, were laughing! Well, they need lifted spirits. Tonight's gonna be a tough night to catch me!