Chapter 21: Spirits Come Out to Play

Alicia's Point of View

I had reached the first floor and now slowly walked along the hall to room 109.

Just as I neared the threshold to the room, I heard the PX device "speak" in it's computerized voice, indicating a spirit was trying to communicate through it.

I couldn't help but jump when it spoke, I knew I would get used to not being so jumpy the more I did investigations.

The PX device spoke again, and this time I heard it clearly.

It had said "Hi".

I stayed absolutely still.

"Billy?" I asked, speaking into my walkie talkie.

"What's up?" Billy responded.

"Was the PX speaking at all before now?" I asked.

"No, that's the first time we've heard it say anything all night," Billy replied.

"Alright, thanks," I answered, hooking my walkie talkie back onto my belt.

I turned off my flashlight and put it back in my pocket, relying only on my camera's night vision mode.

I took some quiet steps until I reached the doorway, and panned the room using the camera.

Everything was the same as we had left it.

"Elizabeth? Was that you saying 'hi'?" I asked.

"Hi," the PX spoke again.

Woah…

I felt goosebumps form along the length of my arms.

"Hello Elizabeth," I said. "I've heard so much about you," I added.

"Zak," the PX spoke.

I was shocked.

The PX had a dictionary of over 2000 words for the spirit to choose from. I highly doubted that Zak's name was one of those words.

"Yes, Zak is here too. We brought you some flowers, do you like them?" I asked, keeping my camera steady on the flowers.

"Zak"..."loving"…"words", the PX spoke.

Holy shit, this is really happening…

I smiled.

"Yes, Zak used loving words. You are beautiful, sweet and caring," I replied, remembering the words Zak had used from a previous investigation.

"Enter…"Sit", the PX spoke again.

I couldn't help thinking, oh great, this is like a horror movie.

But regardless I walked into the room, being careful not to bump the static x-camera already setup in the room.

I decided to set my camera down in the back, right corner of the room, aiming at the doorway. This way, it was covering parts of the room that the static x-camera was not, and then moved back and sat on the floor just inside the doorway, where my camera could film me.

I took out my own digital recorder and hit the record button and then held it out in front of me a bit.

"Elizabeth, if you have more you want to say, you can speak into this recorder and we'll hear you," I said.

I sat absolutely silent, so as not to contaminate any potential EVP's, but Elizabeth seemed to prefer the PX device at the moment.

"Flowers" the device spoke.

I looked at the flowers and was shocked when I saw a single branch move, and I knew there was no breeze or streams of air that could of moved it.

"Do you like the flowers Elizabeth?" I asked.

"Pretty" the PX spoke and I smiled.

This wasn't so bad, not bad at all.

Meanwhile, Zak's Point of View

What in the hell is going on with this place? I thought.

It was as if all the paranormal activity had been sucked clear out of the building.

It was frustrating.

"Why are you being so quiet?!" I called out into the darkness, holding a digital recorder out in front of me.

"The last time we were here, someone threw a rock at my foot! Why are you so shy tonight?!" I asked again.

"Zak," I heard Billy's voice on my walkie talkie.

I grabbed it off my belt.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Ali's got some activity going on with Elizabeth. Just wanted to let you know," Billy responded.

I felt my body tense up.

"Is she alright?" I asked.

"Yeah, she seems fine," Billy said.

"Alright, let me know if anything- holy shit!" I exclaimed, suddenly seeing a dark figure walk in front of a window at the end of the hall, just like I had the last time we were here.

"Did you guys see that?!" I questioned into the walkie talkie.

"Un, yeah, we did. That was creepy dude," Billy said.

I tightened my grip on my digital recorder and took a few steps closer to the end of the hall.

"Who are you? Are you Wingfield?" I asked.

I jumped back several steps when the camera at the end of the hall was suddenly thrown from it's tripod, smashing into the wall and crashing to the floor.

"Fuck! Holy shit!" I yelled.

I forced myself to stand my ground.

"Why are you breaking our equipment?!" I yelled angrily.

I gave the digital recorder a few moments to catch any possible EVP's.

After several moments, I rewound the recorder to listen for any additional voices.

I listened to my own voice asking questions, and to my conversation with Billy.

Just before I reacted to seeing the dark figure, I clearly heard a woman saying "leave", with panic in her voice.

I then heard myself reacting to the shadow figure, and asking it if it were Wingfield.

Before the camera was smashed, I clearly heard the same frightening and terrorizing voice we had captured in an EVP on our second last trip here. It was almost the exact same statement.

"…you're fuckin' around in my house…"

I felt chills throughout my entire body. I had wanted to forget that voice ever since we had first captured it.

But now it was here again.

I heard the camera being smashed on the digital recorder, and then my own voice reacting to it, and then asking why it had done that.

I once again heard that same, malevolent voice, and its words sent a chill down my spine.

"…gonna kill her…"

Meanwhile, Aaron's Point of View

I had made my way through the darkness and down into the basement.

I wasn't thrilled to be in the basement by myself, considering the poltergeist activity that had been captured here in the past.

But I knew Zak and Alicia had my back.

If I called for them, they would come running.

As I panned my camera around the basement, I made a mental note to try to keep away from the empty elevator shaft.

On one of our previous investigations, Nick, Zak and I had found out that we could hear each other through the elevator shaft, despite being two floors apart.

I didn't want to contaminate any evidence Zak may be getting, and I didn't want his voice to contaminate any evidence I captured.

Seeing that nothing had changed or had moved in the basement, I set my camera down on a pile of wood and stood back a few feet. Far enough away that the camera would be able to film me.

I turned on the Spirit Box to do a session.

"If there are any spirits here who want to communicate, you can speak into this," I started, pointing at the Spirit Box. "I'll be able to hear you," I added.

After waiting a brief moment, I held my hand over the Spirit Box to minimize the volume of the white noise emitting from it, so my voice could be more easily heard by the cameras.

"Is there anyone down here with me?" I asked and then removed my hand, allowing the full volume of the white noise to take over.

I listened carefully for any voices, but didn't hear anything.

Suddenly, I heard a loud "thud" to my right.

I jumped as I grabbed my camera and panned over to the right.

I saw that some of the wooden boards that had been leaning against the wall, were now laying on the floor.

Not exactly proof of the paranormal.

I set the Spirit Box down on the pile of wood, allowing me to keep a hold of my camera, while still enabling me to cover the Spirit Box as needed.

"Who knocked those boards over?" I asked, briefly covering the Spirit Box as I spoke.

Again no answer.

As I went to speak again, I suddenly felt a rush of cold air brush past me.

"Whoa…I just felt a rush of cold air sweep by me," I said.

I panned the camera around the room.

I covered the Spirit Box again.

"Who's here with me?" I asked.

Finally, I hear a voice through the Spirit Box.

"You're back again…but who is she?" A male voice asked over the Spirit Box.

I paused briefly before covering the Spirit Box.

"Are you talking about Alicia?" I asked, then removed my hand.

There was brief silence before I heard a female voice come through the Spirit Box.

"She needs to leave!"

"Is that you Elizabeth? Why does Alicia need to leave?" I asked.

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang behind me.

I spun around and saw through my camera lens that the door to the room was shut.

"Whoa! I left that door open dude!" I said, walking over to the door.

I felt some fear begin to flood my system when I tried to open the door, but was unable to.

I took my walkie talkie from my belt and pressed the button to contact Zak.

"Bro, this door just slammed shut down here and now I can't open it!" I said.

Silence.

"Bro! Zak?!"

I jumped when I heard a female voice come through the Spirit Box.

"…will…kill…"

I quickly tried to open the door again, and started to panic.

I went to speak into my walkie talkie again, but noticed the light indicating it was on, was now off.

It was completely dead.

Meanwhile, Alicia's Point of View

Elizabeth seemed to have gone quiet after calling the flowers pretty.

I had tried asking her several questions via the digital recorder, but I couldn't hear anything upon playback. Although maybe the guys would hear something with their more trained ears.

I decided that I'd go update Zak on what had happened, and to see how Aaron was doing, but as I started to stand up, I suddenly felt like all the energy had been completely drained from my body. I had barely managed to catch myself from falling flat on the floor.

As I sat there on the floor, trying to recover, I remembered that whenever you start to feel anything physical, you're supposed to voice it out loud to the cameras.

"I was just starting to get up, and suddenly it felt like all of my energy was drained out of me," I said to the darkness.

I held my digital recorder forward a bit again.

"Is that you Elizabeth? What are you trying to tell me?" I asked.

I gave the digital recorder a few minutes before I decided to rewind it, but there was no need to.

"Pain" "Hurt" the PX device suddenly spoke.

I felt a bit nervous.

"Did Wingfield hurt you Elizabeth?" I asked.

After a brief moment, the PX device spoke up again.

"Chain" it said.

Before I could voice my next question, I suddenly felt as if something heavy was around my wrists.

I quickly looked at one, flicking on my flashlight, my eyes widened in shock.

My wrist was fairly red, almost as if I had been wearing something on it that irritated the skin. I checked my other wrist and noticed the same thing.

Holy hell..

"I feel like something heavy is wrapped around my wrists, and they're both red…they feel like they're on fire…"

I paused briefly before speaking again.

"Is this what you felt, Elizabeth? Is this the pain he put- ow!" I suddenly cried out, grabbing my lower stomach.

I winced as I felt a sharp, intense pain in my lower stomach.

What the hell is happening to me…?