"Alvin," Brittany shouted in near total darkness. "Hurry up!"
"I'm going I'm going," Alvin shouted back as he flipped around his phone, showing only the blue hued light of a television screen, directed up to the ceiling. He picked up his phone, briefly capturing a quick moment of the program on and a few obscured moments of Alvin struggling to get himself together and Brittany shaking him before breaking apart.
"Will you just lose the phone and hurry up already," Brittany said with aggression from outside of the view of the camera.
"I'm going as fast as I can! We need this," Alvin argued back as the sight of the phone blurred in a flurry of darkness and dim electronic light.
"Oh forget the camera! Get the baseball bat!"
"Yeah, good idea actually," the camera suddenly scrambled around as Alvin's pace picked up and he headed away from the light towards a set of doors in a hallway. He stopped before the two doors and hesitated, his anxiety growing more noticeable with each second wasted of their strict time. "Wh-Which door's the closet!"
"The one on your right! Geez, it's always that one!" Brittany said from a distance. Alvin cleared his throat and chuckled nervously with embarrassment.
"Heh, r-right," Alvin let out, then turned the door knob of the right closet and swung it open. With the inside of the closest receiving no light from the television, the camera was only able to pick up pitch black, save a very small gradient at the very edge of the lower corner.
"It's right by the extra umbrellas," Brittany tried to guide him. "Come on, hurry!" Then the camera nearly fell to the ground when Alvin seized up from another voice calling for the two.
"Guys get up here!" The voice echoed. It was Eleanor.
"Alvin let's go," Brittany shouted to rush him again from the camera's view. He leaned out of the closet to see her, then the phone fumbled in his hands as he reached into the closet blindly in a rush, and finally pulled out something.
"Alright, come on," Alvin said, catching up to the Chipette before they both headed up a dark staircase together, once again leaving behind the light of the television with each ascending step. While pressing on up to the second floor, the camera only showed nothing, but the microphone did pick up the muffled sounds of hands moving, steps stomping and nervous breathing between the two chipmunks.
"Here, give me that," Brittany could be heard whispering from the darkness.
"Just be careful with that, I'm already testing my luck after two drops," Alvin commented.
"Yeah, yeah, j-just get a good grip on that bat, a-alright?"
"Don't worry, whatever it is, I'll get it good!" The hollow walls and floors echoed the pounding of their footsteps and the creaking of the hardwood itself from underneath what would otherwise be very tasteful carpets until the stepping stopped. After a small internal countdown, the phone picked up a sudden boom and a door flung open, blinding camera and chipmunk alike as Alvin rushed in and flipped on the nearby light switch. Eleanor and Jeanette, who were in the room, screamed from the sudden barge and Alvin shouting with the aluminum baseball bat in his hands, ready to swing. "Alright! Where is it! Get out here you creep!" Brittany followed him from a distance to avoid his reckless swinging of the bat. She did her best to keep up with wherever Alvin stepped towards, but on occasion she anxiously looked around with the camera, recording quick glimpses of Eleanor huddled in the corner beside her bed with a pillow in one hand and a lamp in the other. However, they were all surprised when they saw Jeanette running over to Alvin and gripping the bat.
"Wait Alvin, stop," Jeanette cried out, trying to hold him back.
"J-Jeanette," Alvin complained but not pushing forward. "G-Get out of the way!"
"N-No! Stop, you'll-" Then there was an ear-piercing screech behind the closed curtains of the bedroom window. Completely frozen in fear, Brittany dropped the phone and a thud picked up on the microphone. Once the screeching stopped, she gathered herself and quickly picked the phone back up.
"J-Jeanette," Brittany stuttered, still shaking from behind the camera. "Wh-What was that?"
"Y-You scared them off," Jeanette worriedly said as she ran back to the window.
"Scared them, " Alvin let out in disbelief as he lowered the bat down. "We're the ones in danger here!" Brittany turned the camera to face Eleanor who let out a sigh of relief and put the lamp back down onto her end table, then headed to stand beside her sister.
"You okay Ellie," Brittany asked, putting her free hand on Eleanor's shoulder. Eleanor nodded and chuckled nervously.
"About time you guys showed up," Eleanor jokes. "Why are you filming this?"
"Alvin, that's why." Eleanor rolled her eyes, as Brittany giggled from behind the phone.
"It could have been a masked killer, y'know."
"Oh don't worry, at least the camera will get our good sides when we get axed." The sisters tried to laugh but struggled before Eleanor turned forward.
"Can someone explain to me what on earth is going on?" Alvin looked back to the other Chipettes as Brittany instinctively moved the camera to focus on him.
"Your sister thinks she's being contacted by pixies," Alvin explained. He made no effort to hide his thinned patience.
"Is this about those mushrooms outside? Jeanette, you don't actually think that-" Eleanor was cut off as Jeanette gasped from behind the curtain, then pulled herself back in the room to address the group.
"I don't think," Jeanette said from behind Alvin, with Brittany zooming in on her. "I know." She smiled and moved the curtain out of the way. Alvin walked closer, to which Eleanor and Brittany tried to follow, but halted once a jolt came down his body and he dropped the baseball bat. Brittany looked over to Eleanor with the camera, both of them having a very worried expression on their faces, then rushed over.
"J-Jean, i-is that-" Brittany tried to ask. "Wait Alvin! Get back here, right now!" She zoomed in one more time. The camera looked down to the window seal, capturing another shimmering insect-like wing on the wood outside. Then she slowly looked up and found that the window had small yet long, thin streaks deeply in the glass that ran across the entire pane and off to the edge.
Editor's Note: Sorry for the delay, life has really gotten in the way this past week and will be for the next week too so I will try to have one more quick update in the meantime before I go back to being busy. Then soon for sure we will get back to the main story and event beginning with one more interlude before kicking off the next arc. Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy nonetheless.