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-Elizabeth Falke-


Elizabeth listened to some of the other students and was about to turn to ask the person next to her how he was called when he got up and barged out of the room, flipping a desk on his way out. She might not have been the brightest person in the room but it didnt take a genious to figure out that this was the Brody that was a "faggot" according to Lilith. It took all of Eliza's self restraint to not jump up from her chair and cause an even bigger scene then what just transpired. She would love to drag that Lilith by her hair and make her appologise to Brody but that would risk her being expeled. Again.

Anyway, it seemed that Lilith was already getting lectured by a, euhm, guy? He was slightly shorter then Eliza and he had awesome purple hair with the ideal length to headbang with. He then started lecturing Sidney aswell, probably about something that transpired before Elizabeth had been in the classroom.

Andy tried to shift the attention of the group back to what they originally came for: Occult business. A haunted girls bathroom to be exact. Well, that sounded like the premise of a bad horror movie to be honest. Elizabeth did expect them to eventually go to some "haunted" place but not this soon already! Shouldnt the people who knew nothing about the occult be informed about certain things first? Like the difference between the different paranormal entities or maybe doing some more research about the place they were going to? Well, it was Andy's club so he was in charge and he looked like he knew what he was doing.

Eliza stood up out of her chair and started walking towards the door of the classroom, having to resist the urge of hitting Lilith at the back of her head for what happened earlier. Instead she let out a low, nearly inaudible growl as she walked past her.

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A few minutes later the group reached the "haunted" girls bathroom. Elizabeth had been walking at the back of the group and she vaguely heard some of the members of the group talking as they were already walking in. Eliza peaked into the filthy bathroom and saw that it was already really cramped, what with five people in there. Seems like it would be better if I just stood here and waited for a while, I'd only be walking in the way.

And that was exactly what she was going to do... Until the lights went off in the bathroom, quickly followed by someone letting out a yell of pain.

Eliza walked into the already crowded bathroom and as she entered it a chill went up her spine which made her shiver for a moment. Her eyes needed to ajust to the dark but she could vaguely see the silhouettes of the other students but beyond that she couldnt really see much.

Suddenly there was a bright light which shone right in her face as someone had apparently discovered the flashlight app...

"Verdammte arschloch!" The sudden light which hurt in her eyes made her revert back to her native language because of the shock. "Next time warn me when you're gonna blind me alright?" She said (yelled) rather annoyed.

"Sorry about that. Anyway, anything I can help with boss?" She said to the person she thought was Andy, he had a baseball bat so it was probably him.
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Coming here was a bad idea. A terrible, terrible idea.

Although to be fair, he had had to divert everyone’s attention to something other than creating chaos, and he really didn’t think that they would have paid much attention to a lecture about cryptids or malevolent spirits, or whatever. Damn skeptics…

And this had been meant to be a brief, interesting trip to a haunted spot. They hadn’t been trying to stir up the ghost.

But of course, that was what had happened. And therefore they were in a really awful situation.

Why? Well, lots of reasons, and in the spirit of being a complete teacher’s pet, Andy had internally compiled a comprehensive list to make things a little easier to understand.



In other words… yeah. The situation was pretty terrible.

On the bright side, he’d often been informed that his appearance improved tenfold when he wasn’t wearing glasses. So this way, he could die in style. Huzzah.

"I'm fine, are you okay Andy?" said Tori, sounding concerned… and also a little scared. He bit his lip, nervously.

“I’m okay,” he said. “Physically. For now. In the meantime, I’ve broken my glasses, so, yeah. Be on your guard, and if I’m about to walk into a wall, for the love of god, stop me.

And then there was a crash. A loud crash. Andy jumped about a foot into the air, and landed on his glasses with a loud crunch, again.

Well, those weren’t going to be salvageable.

"AH DAMNIT THAT ACTUALLY HURT!” said someone. Gray, probably. Ugh, so much for investigating without being noticed... Er, anyways, I'm not a fervent believer in spirits roaming the bathroom, but I wouldn't just like to point out that there probably isn't fi-"

More weeping noises. Andy shuddered.

Gray kept talking. “…I felt that there was another set of eyes watching us in here. If I had my sisters supposed latent abilities to speak with spectral beings, this would be a lot easier. However, at this point, there aren't five people in this location right now from what we can understand. There are six... And I think that's the same one Andy warned us in advance. I didn't believe in such things until now, and if you guys didn't either, I would recommend that you start right now."

Well, someone had certainly been converted. He’d felt eyes? Well, now was not the time to be intrigued, but Andy would have to ask him about that later.

Also, the flashlight. Bright, bright, bright… a good idea, but ow. His poor eyes.

Someone started swearing in German. Yeah, he could guess who that was. Foreign tattoo girl, huh?

And then someone else walked right into him, and he stumbled a little. "Eh?! Erm, sorry about that, just trying to look for this ethereal being, eheh, heh... Hm..."

Oh, Gray again. Andy was starting to think that this was going to be a thing. How many people had bumped into or been bumped into by Gray now?

Well, it didn’t matter. It was cold, and there were crying sounds coming from one of the stalls, and this was definitely an awful, terrible situation.

"Sorry about that. Anyway, anything I can help with boss?"

Andy opened his mouth to reply--

And the door slammed shut with a loud crash.

Yeah, they probably should have seen that coming. Shit, he thought, a chill running up his spine. The ghost was serious about this whole ‘kill-the-intruders’ thing, then.

The air was cold, and smelled distinctly like ozone. He’d read online that that was a sign of paranormal activity… not good.

The whimpering continued, but now… he could almost make out words. Could everyone else hear them? Or was it just him? He wasn’t sure.

“I’m so lonely,” whispered the ghost, her voice wracked by sobs. She sounded… scratchy, almost. Like her voice was coming in through a radio or something. The sound of it made the hairs on the nape of Andy’s neck prickle. ”I just want friends… why doesn’t anyone like me?”

“Try the door,” Andy said desperately, not really expecting much. “It’s worth a shot, but we still have to find Brody before we can leave, he has to be in here somewhere--”

And that, of course, that was exactly when two icy cold hands wrapped themselves around his neck, and squeezed.

Andy choked and went down, falling to his knees. There was a heavy weight on his back, and he could see dark hair over his face. Stringy dark hair. It smelled like-- like blood--

“You’re here to take away my friends, aren’t you?” the ghost hissed, directly into his ear. “I won’t let you do that. They’re going to stay with me forever.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He was going to die like this, wasn’t he? He struggled, but the ghost was too strong, and he couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t breathe--

“The-- Tori, the salt--” he gasped out, choking. “Tori--”

It hurt. It hurt it hurt it hurt so bad and he couldn’t breathe and he was too young to die, he hadn’t even done anything yet, he’d just wanted to have fun with some friends and that was why he’d started this club in the first place, but--

Bizarrely, what ran through his oxygen-deprived mind, even as the world started to go fuzzy around the edges, was salt and its historic use in Buddhist traditional faiths to ward off evil spirits.

Thanks, brain. Real helpful.
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“I’m okay,” he said. “Physically. For now. In the meantime, I’ve broken my glasses, so, yeah. Be on your guard, and if I’m about to walk into a wall, for the love of god, stop me.

Tori would have laughed if it wasn't for the situation. To make matters worse, a loud bang echoed through out the bathroom and Tori realized the door had shut on it's own. Please don't tell me this is real... While Tori prided herself for being fearless and confident, at the moment she was actually frightened and scared. Things were getting to way too out of hand. First the cold, now the locked door, what else? Surely no one was cruel enough to pull this sort of prank. This had to be real.

The silence from Andy startled Tori. Why wasn't he saying anything after the door slammed shut? Tori, despite her conscious screaming at her to stay, walked out in the darkness, trying to find Andy.

“The-- Tori, the salt--” Andy choked out. “Tori--”

Tori gasped as she saw a slight outline of Andy on the ground choking. Oh my god! What is happening? On the inside, a panic was welling up like a storm but as she always did, Tori managed to keep it from surfacing. Calmly, she threw the pinch of salt in her hand toward Andy.

A slight light flickered around Andy and if Tori squeezed her eyes tight enough, she could just make out an average teenage girl with thin, black hair. The image appeared for a few seconds before disappearing to where, Tori had no clue. As long as it's not here... Remembering Andy had been chocking, Tori bent down beside him.

"Andy?! Are you alright? Take deep breaths... it's okay," She said soothingly, and softly pat his back, hoping to comfort him. Tori could feel her cheeks flame, and for once was extremely grateful for the darkness.
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“I’m not really into taking pictures myself, But I heard that having a ghost in the frame corrupts the picture. If you printed it out, though, then you might be able to see it. I’ve heard a lot of different theories about this, though, so I’m not sure.”

Well, she had done her own research on the subject, so she knew that much. That didn't mean she believed in them, no, quite the opposite still, but she used to read a lot. Leave a kid alone in a library for awhile, and eventually all the books will be read if they liked reading. She wouldn't admit it to anyone either, but she used to love paranormal stuff as a kid so she knew about somethings. Granted, she was a little rusty.

"Yeah yeah, I know." She said, opening one of the stalls, taking a picture of it as it opened. "Kinda. Didn't know they'd appear if you printed them out. I'll have to try that when I get home~" She mused, continuing to inspect the stall. Ugh, it was kind of cold in here. She kind of wanted to take her jacket back, but that'd just be plain mean. Oh well. At least Tori looked cute in it.

...picture for later, then.

At least, she would have, if the lights hadn't started flickering. Right as the lights went out, she snapped a picture in the same instant, causing some minor disorientation. Well screw you too, faulty wiring! That picture was absolutely useless now! Oh well, maybe it was for the best. Still, the darkness of the restroom...was a bit...much, even for her she had to admit to herself. Not like the others were going to know that though.

“You three okay?” Andy asked, before a rather harsh crunch came from the ground. Yeah, those were probably his glasses.

"Ugh, yeah, I'm fine. Must be the old, faulty wiring." She reasoned...did her camera have nightvision on it? If it did, that'd make this a bit easier. Too bad she couldn't see two inches in front of her face, or she'd start pressing buttons on the camera until it did something. And then, a loud bang followed by Giraffe boys agitated voice.

then...there was the crying.

Dear god, that sent shivers down even her spine. This was...not really funny any more. There must have been some sort of...tape or something, hidden along with that AC device or whatever, that had gotten some sound sample off the internet or something. This Andy guy, was turning out to be quite the devious bastard.

....if he was a girl, she'd totally hit on him.

Oh well.

"And looks I'm a bit late on letting my thoughts loose... Eh whatever, I'll do it now, Sidney, don't you dare say this is planned because ever since I stood in front of this bathroom, I could tell there was something off from the start. I didn't see a difference in temperature like you guys, (if there was), however I felt that there was another set of eyes watching us in here. If I had my sisters supposed latent abilities to speak with spectral beings, this would be a lot easier. However, at this point, there aren't five people in this location right now from what we can understand..."

Gray was ranting about eyes or something. What, was he crazy or something? He was talking like he was, anyways. And he was telling her she should start believing in the supernatural too. HA. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Oh fucking hell, this moron just did not freakin' learn to not tell her what she should or shouldn't do, or can't and can do! Freakin' idiot. Fine. She could see her next major headline now. 'Local ghost nut makes out with ghost!' or something. Yeah, that'd teach him that ~no one~ told her what she should do.

She didn't register Elizabeth cursing, or Andy choking. In fact, she still didn't believe anyone was in any real danger. This was just all some stupidly elaborate prank. Right now, she was too busy focused on really not liking this Gray person.

Which was...really, really, bad for him.

"Alright Gray," She huffed. At least she could see again, since he had turned some light on his phone on. Meh. She wasn't thanking him. "I dunno what the hell you're talking about you clumsy giraffe, but all of this can be explained easily. Faulty wiring. Someone putting some miniature AC unit in here somewhere, and by someone playing a recording of crying from a sound clip off the internet." She walked over to him, getting quite close to the guy, probably uncomfortably close. "So yes, I say this is staged. And you're crazy, if you think ghosts exist. Not to mention, the whole eyes thing? What, did you forget to take your meds today? Or are you just normally a crazy moron? Do I need to call the loony bin and tell them one of their people escaped?"

She glared up at the taller boy. Daring him to make another comeback....yeah, she didn't know why, but she really didn't like this Gray guy now. Like really. If there was a ghost, they could take him and she probably would laugh.
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For one second longer, those icy hands were wrapped around his neck, squeezing tight tight tight, and he was suffocating, crumpling to the ground with the smell of blood and ozone filling his head--

And then the pressure was gone, and something was in his hair (salt?), and the world around him was lit up by bright, bright light.

Andy twisted around, struggling to see his attacker, and immediately regretted it.

The first thing he registered was the snarl. The snarl that was missing a whole lot of teeth.

Then it was the mottled-green eyes, red and puffy around the edges and a little misaligned. Curly dark hair, matted with blood and… something he didn’t want to think about.

And then he saw the gaping hole in her forehead, and honestly, while it would be nice to play it cool and be all macho-tough-guy-nothing-scares-me, it was pretty much only years and years of horror movies saved him from throwing up.

Then, just as quickly as she appeared, she was gone again.

Andy gasped for breath, still dizzy and struggling to stand back up. All of a sudden, Tori was beside him, bending down and whispering softly in his ear. She was patting his back.

"Andy?! Are you alright? Take deep breaths... it's okay," she whispered.

Andy shook the salt out of his hair. The salt thing had worked, then. Tori had saved him. The question was… how long would it be until the ghost came back?

“I’m fine,” he said back, his voice a little raspy from the choking and somewhat unsteady. “That’s gonna… leave a nasty bruise. You saved me, Tori. Thanks.”

He got to his feet unsteadily, and then it hit him--

That face. That horrible, terrible face. Hadn’t he… seen it before?

He had. He’d definitely seen it. He’d looked into every suicide that had ever happened at Edison High (there were quite a few), and he recognized her. Eloise Jenkins, class of 2004.

The very girl whose death had started the haunted toilet rumor.

Hadn’t she… been cremated? He hadn’t thought that she’d left behind a ghost because her body was gone. He’d thought that maybe it was something else-- a wayward kelpie, or some other ghost. Maybe the teacher who’d jumped off the roof half a century earlier.

Not so. But if she’d been cremated, then that meant--

What was binding her to the mortal plane… it had to be here. In the bathroom… Somewhere. Andy’s mind raced.

So what was it? One of the toilets? A sink? A mirror?

It looked like the only solution to this problem was… flagrant vandalization of school property. Andy swallowed nervously. He’d never done anything like that before.

On the bright side, if they survived the situation, no one would suspect nerdy little Andy Anderson of taking a baseball bat to the school toilet. If Sidney tried to publish something like that, she'd end being a laughing stock.

After all, everyone knew that Andy Anderson would never even consider breaking school rules.

Well, buck up, Edison High. Andy Anderson is about to turn all your expectations upside down.

He struggled to his feet, grabbing Tori’s hand and stumbling blindly towards the small pool of light from Gray's phone, around which Sidney, Gray, Eliza and Theresa all seemed to be standing.

“We’ve got to stick together!” he said urgently, interrupting their conversation. He let go of Tori to fumble in his pocket for his phone, to use as a flashlight. “It doesn’t matter whether you believe in ghosts or not. We have to find whatever it is that the ghost is bound to, and destroy it. Point it out, and I’ll smash it, okay?”

He hesitated, and then added, “Think of it as… as a fun little exercise in vandalism. If Sidney doesn’t get pictures, no one will suspect us, anyway.”

And then, suddenly, there was an icy chill behind him, like someone was blowing cool air down his neck. Everyone from the club was standing in front of him, though--

The ghost.

He didn’t hesitate, swinging the bat even as he spun around. The ghost shrieked as it hit her --had it become corporeal just to do that?-- and stumbled backwards, fading into nothingness--

Only reappear seconds later to lunge itself right at Theresa, bloody hands wrapping around the girl’s throat as it tackled her to the ground.

“Fuck,” Andy swore. The only way to get rid of this thing permanently was to destroy whatever was holding it here… and they’d probably only be able to do that if it would stop trying to kill them for long enough to let them. “The salt, Tori!”
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Ooooooookay. Shit just got a little spooky here, for real. Things went from pretty corny, to downright weird. The lights went off, and Theresa went through her pockets until she had found her iPod. It didn't provide a lot of light, but it was enough so she could barely see anything. "Heeeeeey now, there was no need to turn off the lights like that..." Theresa trailed off, awkwardly laughing (And smiling just as awkwardly). Great, they probably think you're afraid of the dark. Theresa thought to herself, trying to keep that smile up, but she couldn't help but turn it into a frown. She looked around the room, feeling around for the light switch (Whoever turned it off is a real asshole.). While she was largely ignoring everyone else something was off here. She heard some gagging.

“The-- Tori, the salt--” That was clearly Average Andy, but he was choking. Something was choking him (Or he could have been choking on some dick)! “Tori--” He choked out again.

Which was enough to get Theresa to home in on his location, she quickly shined the light on him - and saw him on the ground. Being choked out by whatever. She nearly dropped her iPod, she quickly stepped back to the wall. "Wha- ah!?" Theresa gasped out the words. However, one of the chicks tossed salt into his hair, then it all stopped. Andy was on the ground, gasping for air, and Theresa was similarly panting (Because what the fuck is going on here?). Okay... Theresa was slowly coming to realize that maybe ghosts and ghouls do exist after all. "Oh shit - what happened?!" Theresa asked no one in particular.

Think it might be high time for them to leave. Her teeth started jiggering - Why is it so cold in here? - and the rest of her body started shivering. The light from Andy's phone provided better light than Theresa's iPod, so there was little point in having it out. She slid it back into her pocket.

“We’ve got to stick together!” It doesn’t matter whether you believe in ghosts or not. We have to find whatever it is that the ghost is bound to, and destroy it. Point it out, and I’ll smash it, okay? Think of it as… as a fun little exercise in vandalism. If Sidney doesn’t get pictures, no one will suspect us, anyway.”

Yeah, uh, Theresa was going to do that now. Her suspicions that this club was nothing but weirdos was dashed away pretty quickly. There is something going on here. Something Supernatural - Theresa was just starting to see it. Oh God. She honestly didn't know what it'd be like to star in a horror movie herself. She tried to take a step back - stopped by the wall mere inches behind her. She just needed to calm down, to clear her mind. She inhaled - Her little breathing exercise was interrupted once Andy suddenly swung the bat at something. She didn't get a good enough look at it, but it looked vaguely humanoid. Which caused Theresa to jump. Was that...?

And she was not expecting what would happen next.

Theresa got a good enough look at the ghost now, right as it was ready to pounce of her. Her eyes shot open, and her mouth widened to let out a scream, and she tried to jump out of the way. But either she reacted too slowly, or the ghost was too fast. In less than a second, the ghost had it's icy-cold hands wrapped around her neck and brought her to the ground. She didn't even get a chance to scream. She quickly put her hands to the ghost's in some. Everything was going black, and she was struggling to survive. Her heart was racing at astronomical speeds, and she was hoping that somebody would help her.

I believe! Oh God I believe it all now!
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"S-sorry Elizabeth, it was just an accident. Won't happen again, promise!"

As he apologized to the girl, he started to ponder on another fact of this whole ordeal - hallucinations as such things can transpire due to some natural gasses in the ground or something like that. It did cause so called seers to see visions, so maybe there was a resevoir of such gasses below them? As he kept the light shining brightly away from people faces, Elizabeth shot out a question at someone, presumably Andy.

Gray moved his light to the location where she was talking to, avoiding the boys eyes finding it to be him. As he looked at him, he took note of something crunched on the floor near his feet. When further inspecting them, he found them to be glasses and then wonder why they were there.

Before recalling that Andy was the only person he saw wearing glasses as he entered.

...

Anyways, the horrible sound of weeping continued to transpire, in a rather creepy matter for that matter as they continued investigating. He needed to calm himself down as he felt he wasn't thinking too clearly. He probably was deprived of water, dehydrated, but then again he ate some food a couple of minutes ago... maybe he cooked the food wrong? Anyways, maybe it was something they all had in their lunch which was causing them to hear things.

He still couldn't get the sensation of feeling watched by something off of him. Maybe he was really just imagining things and the pressure of this all was getting to him. As he kept a light going, he looked around the bathroom for any further inconsistencies before pivoting around to facing the door. Seems the others wern't as eager to dive right into this situation since it was... something alright.

And that's when things went to hell as he was taken aback by the door suddenly slamming on them. That had to be an elaborate prank being pulled by another club member just to mess with their heads. He kept his calm demeanor showing, however inside his eyes were widening with bewilderment of why someone would do such a thing.

Then another thing happened where heard the soft whisper of a... crackling females voice which sound full of pain and desperation. Either a recording on a radio or he is just imagining something that isn't real, just as his excuse for being so Fran in jumping to a peculiar conclusion.

They didn't want to stay here much longer as Andy requested for someone to open the door. As he did that, he also stated that they needed to resume finding Brody after they managed to escape... before being cut off spontaneously by some unknown being. From what he could discern, it sounded like he could barely breathe.

Gray swiftly moved the light over to Andy's location, only to be introduced to such a horrible scene. The boys mouth was slightly agape as he watched Andy dying by strangulation from a malevolent being... or was it? He couldn't figure out if it was actually real or not, but it didn't matter right now as no matter what it was, hallucination or reality, they would die if they didn't leave or figure out how to get out of here.

As the boy attempted to make a rush for the boy to try and help him, he was promptly blocks by another malign being who sought to delay his actions and further pester him like an annoying mosquito. He stopped dead in his tracks, hoping to hear something useful or nice would come forth from her mouth, but as it turns out he was asking a bit much. She went on to blantly insulting him instead of considering the possibilities of what might be going on in his head.

Being rude at a time like this wasn't going to get her anywhere nor anyone else as he began ignoring her poisonous bile she spouted out, finding it to be still nonlethal to him. As she blathered on, and got closer to him he decided to return his attention to Sidney to find her questioning his sanity. At a time like this, questioning someones sanity as they ignored their rival being strangled (formerly) was just plain stupid at this point.

And during this time, he wondered about how easy it was to set this girl off as she got pissed over the stupidest of things and rants on constantly. Before he could even bother explaining to her what was going through his head, Andy interjected himself into the situation. He replied about sticking together and explained that they would need to wreck the place to find or release this girls bounds.

Vandalizing school property was... good...?

"Alright, so in a nutshell we need to 'renovate' this broken down bathroom. Sounds better than Sidney constantly carping; not at all contributing to this whole situation, no offense... By the way Sidney, the eyes stuff was a figure of speech. It meant I felt someone was watching us."

Before he could further react to anything else, a sudden shriek took him by surprise which caused him to flinch and put one of his feet back. That was unexpected, but now he needed to figure out where the 'ghost' was going... And then that answer was revealed when he heard something fall to the ground.

The boy pivoted to find the source came from Theresa who was now being choked by the ghost. The boys eyes widened as he stepped back a little bit. Ok, so this wasn't going too well. The only way he could figure out if this was real or fake was so...

"Andy, is it possible to try and speak with the spirit instead of expelling it? We know she's pained and if I can recall a few things she explained to me, we know this spirit died an unhappy death around here. I don't know much about her story, I'm sure it would help if we did, nor do I know if this is plausible but wouldn't coaxing her and then helping her through this sorrow by consulting her work?"

As he asked that question, the situation began escalating to its highest point. He had to start making his move. Tori had the salt as Andy shouted for her to use it. Looks like it was time for something to happen as he looked at the orders and began throwing out orders to deal with this swiftly.

"Alright, Elizabeth, could you please grab Andy's baseball bat and start smashing up crap? I think you could cause the most debauchery the quickest due to your muscles and can easily find the source of this the fastest. Sidney, please don't get too pissy or disobedient because its me for whatever reason, but start snapping pictures of Theresa being strangled! I need to identify if we are hallucinating or if this is real! Don't argue as its not the time! Tori, don't throw the salt until she snips a few pictures. If she doesn't, just do what Andy asked of you. I'm sorry Theresa, but can you please not hate me for asking that of her? Sorry for commanding you all, but mind or reality, its still dangerous as both can end us! I'll be the bait once Theresa is free if the ghost girl isn't calm or passed on yet, understood?"

As he requested them to perform each task, he shined the light over Theresa and the ghost, hoping to bring the attention to her, mainly Sidneys focus if she decided to cooperate instead of being stubborn and acting all haughty.
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Ignoring her too, now was he? Well - she didn't really mind being ignored so much, she could take that, but on top of everything else? Well, fine then! Wasn't going to comment on the 'someone was watching them thing' either. Did he have Schizophrenia or something? Questions for later. Right now, she was going to make sure he got what was coming to him after Andy finally ended this little charade. Speaking of Andy...it seemed she had missed something. Were those...bruises on his neck or something? Wow, someone must be good at applying makeup.

...maybe Andy could help with hers at some point, god knows she was horrible at make up-

shuddap brain, not now. Interesting stuff was happening. The lights were flickering rapidly on and off. Sidney just passed it off as more faulty wiring. The doors...could easily be rigged to do that with some fishing string or something. The sinks, simply could be the old, rusty piping.

“We’ve got to stick together! It doesn’t matter whether you believe in ghosts or not. We have to find whatever it is that the ghost is bound to, and destroy it. Point it out, and I’ll smash it, okay? Think of it as…as a fun little exercise in vandalism. If Sidney doesn’t get pictures, no one will suspect us, anyway.”

Yeah, like she was going to report them anyways if they did something. Maybe for blackmail, but she wouldn't just show other people...well, not without a ~price~

Right now though, It seemed Theresa was being the next 'victim'. Man, these guys were all pretty good actors. Maybe Brody had been there for a reason, and this was all some elaborate stunt by him to become a famous actor or something.

...okay brain, cool it with the conspiracy theories.

“The salt, Tori!” Andy shouted to the other girl.

First things first, she had to get pictures of this.

Before she could though, it seemed gray was intent on telling them all, what they should be doing. Hmph. She had to admit, it was a good plan at least, but not to him. Or anyone else. She was still a bit miffed that he was trying to tell her what she should be doing when she was going to do just that anyways. Moron. He should know that she would do that whether he told her to or not.

"Yeah yeah, I KNOW." She snapped, obviously annoyed as she took snapped a few pictures of Theresa. It took her a minute to find her though, as the flickering lights were a bit disorienting. "What did you think I was gonna do? Sit on my ass while I have such great material here?" She continued, still taking more pictures. "Now quit ordering me around, giraffe with the hideous purple hair."

While she snapped pictures, she didn't have time to exactly check them for what exactly was on them. Not like giraffe boy would let her anyways. Whatever. She could use this stuff as great material anyways. Could make for a nice horror story or something. She hadn't tried writing one of those in awhile! Could be fun.

....Maybe this could be used in one of her ~other~ fictions.

brain, quit going off on tangents. Three in the past five minutes? That must be a new record. now wasn't the time, though. Get out of the gutter. Focus on the so called 'ghost'
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Just as Elizabeth had asked if Andy needed some help the door slammed itself shut behind her. Ofcourse I decided to walk in just before it starts getting creepy. She shook her head in amazement at her luck when she finally noticed the sobbing in the bathroom. At first she thought that it was one of the other group members who were probably afraid of the dark or because they were cold. To be honest, at this moment Elizabeth wished she had put on a shirt with long sleeves today... Or a hoody... Or both.

But those thoughts were quickly put aside as she heard gurgling. She tried to get a better look, walking slowly closer. This was the exact moment when Grey aimed his light at Andy and... Wha- No. No, no, no, no, no. This was not happening!

For a moment Elizabeth forgot everything happening around her and a smile formed on her face. A ghost! A real ghost! I knew they were real! She was so happy with seeing a real ghost that she could nearly perform a little dance. Then her brain finally kicked in and the situation became apparent to her. The ghost was attacking Andy! Just as Elizabeth was about to move in Tori tossed salt at the ghost and it seemed to disintegrate.

Andy, who seemed to be reacting well given the circumstances, told the group some information about how to get rid of a spirit. Elizabeth remembered this from her own studies and she knew that it could be any object in this room. A grin formed on her face as she cracked her knuckles. "You heard the boss, let's wreck this place!" Her combat boots would come in really handy under these circumstances, that's for sure. And all this time people mocked her for wearing them. Well, try kicking through something while wearing your expensive Louis Vuitton shoes! Elizabeth didnt understand why people would walk on those anyway. Be honest, why would you use something made by the French? Meanwhile, Andy was already swinging his bat, although it seemed like he was just hitting in the air. Man that kid is as blind as a bat.

Right as she was about to assault the stalls she was interupted by a sudden shreik by one of the other students. As Elizabeth looked over her shoulder she saw that it came from Theresa and apparently it was her turn to be attacked by the ghost. The dude with the awesome purple hair suddenly started to blabber on about communicating with it and ordered everyone around. Yeah sure, his plan was good in theory but it had one problem: The photocamera would make the ghost spasm, this would keep it nicely under control under normal circumstances. But these werent normal circumstances, it had Theresa's neck in it's hands and if it would make one wrong move... Well, then there would be a very loud crack.

So the priority was to get the ghost off of Theresa... And Elizabeth knew perfectly how.

She ran up next to the ghost, she drew her leg in and introduced the ghost's jaw with her boot. A sickening noice could be heard as the jaw, which was barely attached to begin with, was torn off the ghost's face and flew against the wall. Elizabeth's brain thought that this was really awesome, she just kicked a damn ghost! Her stomach however, was not that heroic and Elizabeth strated to trow up a little in her mouth. No matter though, it seemed like her mission was acomplished as the ghost was no longer choking Theresa.

The ghost dissapeared into the wall behind it. Elizabeth looked over to Theresa and extended a hand to pull her up, at the same time she asked Andy a question; "Boss, I hope you've got a plan ready because I think that the next time we'll see that thing, we're gonna be in even more trouble." In all honesty Elizabeth didnt want it to end yet. Despite being in mortal peril she was actually enjoying herself here, though it didnt look like any of the others shared her sentiment in that regard. Ooh well, their loss.
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Basically, the situation was… chaos.

Theresa was about to die. Gray had started barking orders.

…wow. He was pretty pushy too, huh? Andy would have to remember that for later.

"Alright, so in a nutshell we need to 'renovate' this broken down bathroom,” said Gray. “Sounds better than Sidney constantly carping; not at all contributing to this whole situation, no offense... By the way Sidney, the eyes stuff was a figure of speech. It meant I felt someone was watching us."

Talkative. But yes. That was exactly what Andy had said. And… he kept yelling things. Somehow, Andy kind of thought that he would be better off actually doing something, but yeah, most of the things he was saying did make sense. Although talking to the ghost…

Well. It was trying to kill them. Did he really want to try to talk to that?

Besides, he hadn’t seen its face. Not like Andy had.

The boy shuddered. He was going to be having nightmares for a while.

And then Gray said something that really bugged Andy. "…alright, Elizabeth, could you please grab Andy's baseball bat and start smashing up crap?” he yelled.

Uh what. Andy was generally a pretty good-natured guy. Mellow. Nerdy and mellow. But…

No one took away his bat. No one. He scowled.

Thankfully, however, he didn’t have to reply, because just then, Eliza kicked the ghost in the face.

Hell yes, Eliza. Hell yes. Andy liked this girl already.

She extended a hand to help Theresa up. "Boss,” she said. “I hope you've got a plan ready because I think that the next time we'll see that thing, we're gonna be in even more trouble."

“No kidding.” Andy hefted his bat. They had a few seconds before it came back. “Okay, here’s the less complicated plan-- me and Eliza smash things. Contrary to popular belief, a second human being is actually relatively easy to see, even without glasses. So we smash stuff, and Tori keeps the ghost off everyone with the salt. Got it?”

Also… had she called him… boss? What, was this the mafia or something?

No time to think about that now, though. Andy spun on his heel and went for the first thing he could think of-- the sink.

He raised the bat, and then brought it down with a crash. Bits of porcelain went everywhere.

And then suddenly the ghost was back. It snarled and grabbed him by the shoulder with one icy hand-- but not before he smashed up the second sink, more porcelain flying all over the place.

A single shard flew up into the air and scratched the mirror on the left-hand side, and the ghost--

The ghost howled.

The sound was like nails on a chalkboard, sharp and piercingly loud. An unearthly sound. Andy shuddered, but his eyes were already going wide.

“The mirror!” he yelled.

And that, of course, was when the ghost tackled him to the ground again, making yet another attempt at choking him. Her nails dug into the skin of his throat, and he gagged.

Oh god I don't wanna die not again why does this always happen to--

Goddamnit. Why was it always him?
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"That would actually be more useful than what you've done so far Sidney."

Gray muttered this to himself as he held back the grievances he would slaughter the girl with. The violet hair was his sisters idea which meant to him that she was actually not only getting on his case but hers. However, unless Sidney he actually could restrain himself from talking from a bit. Either way, at least she was doing something to help all of them figure out if this was the work of a hallucinogenic property escaping into this bathroom.

"Alright, if I can recall, Andy said something about corrupted photos of a ghost due to... something. If his theory is right, this might actually be a ghost as their is no way a camera should act up like that."

As he left Sidney to perform that, it seems others were on the move with... Elizabeth was rushing at the ghost, whichshocked Gray, but made him ponder why she jumped jumped jumped an irrational action.

If he could properly recall, to repel the ghost, you need some salt, but he didn't think running at it and kicking it straight in the face would help at all. He thought the ghost would figure out a way to counter swiftly, but looks like he was thankfully incorrect. He heard a rather ill crack as he watched it fly back into the wall, disappearing in an instant.

Gray, although his idea didn't go as planned, thought to himself about just leaving them to do what they did best while he figured out where this ghost was being tied to. He then recalled that he could always speak to the ghost and make an offering to it. This was possibly foolproof if the ghost wasn't interested on choking him.

The plan was to befriend the ghost and then figure out what the heck happened.

The quicker he could put this plan to good use, the quicker they could escape with Brody and each other intact. As Elizibeth ignored Gray, he snapped his fingers with a cunning smile on his face. He began shining the light around in search of where he could spot the spectral being, finding it futile since it didn't bother appearing.

Well, until Andy started swinging his baseball bat around wily nilly. Grays eyes widened as he let out a little eep as he managed to get out of his way as he got to work with their day of debauchery. The ghost suddenly reappeared and made a mad dash for Andy, but not be for screeching in pain.

Gray could only cover his ears in pain as he ponders on why it would do such a thing before hearing Andy out. Guess his plan would have to wait as he found the source of this whole thing through... destroying the sinks.

...

Well, it worked for him, until the ghost got a little too friendly with the leader of this group.

"Tori, spread the salt on her, I know what to do from here!... Just tell someone to find some bandages for my hand after this just in case please."

As the boy said his piece, he shined the light on the mirror, seeing not only himself but the light refracting as it brightly shone. It was time to smash stuff up and show this Joe how to smash glass.

With a breath of air, he ran at the mirror directly as fast as he could with his free right hand, glaring at it as if their fates on this mortal coil were intertwined. He could of let Elizabeth do it, but he was closer to the mirror than she was and he had to make this quick considering the possibilities.

Gray swiftly launched his hand forward, hoping they could finally learn the truth about this all. Was this recall, or fake, who knew? All he knew was that his fist was about to make contact with the mirror and this was about to hurt like ever living hell.

...

He could only hear the sound of tinkling glass as it fell onto the ground, along with a fist soaked in crimson as the shrapnel embeded itself within his hand.

Was it over?
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I believe! I believe! I believe!

The chant went through her head over and over again as she tried her best to squirm free. Grabbing onto the ghost's hands and trying to pull - yet, she couldn't muster the strength to free herself from it's spectral grasp. Things were going dark. She felt the ghost's clawed grip tighten and put even more weight onto her neck. Wha... why aren't you guys helping me!? The frantic thoughts rushed through her head as she looked at the group. Who seemed to be just as scared as she was. This was it. This was how she was going to die. She just wanted to make some friends and some spectre comes to kill her. Her vision faded to black, and she wondered if anyone here would even care.

... Someone does care.

Theresa barely noticed it, but somebody ran over to her, and kicked it in the face. Theresa felt as it's cold hands left her neck. She immediately gasped for air, and started panting heavily. She was light headed, and felt... terrible really. She kept a hand on her head. She looks around, and saw the person standing on top of her. It was Tattooes! The hot blond that she saw in the meeting room a little while back. Theresa smiled at her, wobbling from left to right, subtly. "Th-thank you... I love you so much for that...." She said to Elizabeth.

Everything else seemed like a blur.... So much going on. And her heart was still racing faster than ever.

She just wanted to go home.
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Oh fuck.

Did that door just freaking close on him? He glanced at the kids left behind, Deborah and Lilith. He decided to ignore both for now. Instead, he tried to open the door to no avail. Connie pounded on the door, calling out the Andy's name. No one answered him. He yelled out the other people's names; Theresa, Elizabeth, Sidney...Brody, even. Muttering more curses under his breath, Connie slid down against the wall next to the door. Hands on his head, he shook his head, disgusted at himself.

He should be the in there with the others.

And the door was fucking shut tight. Connie doubted it was a prank. After all, Andy seemed so genuine about this club... And the others? They were decent people, going after Brody. What in the world did happen to Brody? Connie could only recall the expression on the boy's face, so crossed with fear and pain.

Augh. Freakin' stupid. If he wasn't so hesitant in the first place then he could helped search for Brody. And now the people who went inside were trapped inside and - Connie hated feeling like this. Helpless. His body screamed at him to keep battering the door till it opened but at the same time, he felt something so very dreadful every time he looked at that damned door - and it scared him. Scared him more than the times when Connie met his first few foster parents.

"The fuck we going to do?" He finally said to the two girls, glancing up at them.
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Could things possibly get worse? Tori wasn't even sure what was happening anymore. The more time passed, the more Tori thought she was in a horror movie. The situation was becoming too real, too dangerous, and too terrifying. If this was what they did every meeting, she didn't know if she could mentally and physically stand it.

“We’ve got to stick together!” It doesn’t matter whether you believe in ghosts or not. We have to find whatever it is that the ghost is bound to, and destroy it. Point it out, and I’ll smash it, okay? Think of it as… as a fun little exercise in vandalism. If Sidney doesn’t get pictures, no one will suspect us, anyway.” Andy called out, trying to calm the group down. As if being funny after someone get choked by a freaking ghost could help anyone... Andy couldn't even reassure them that they were going to end up okay. Who would the ghost pick next to hurt or worse, bring them to wherever Brody was. As if Tori had jinxed it, Theresa crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath.

“The salt, Tori!” Andy shouted to her but before she could react, Eliza kicked the ghost with her leg! Without a doubt, Elizabeth was the bravest and strongest person Tori had met. Who could say they kicked a ghost in the face? Remember not to get on her bad side...

"Alright, so in a nutshell we need to 'renovate' this broken down bathroom,” said Gray. “Sounds better than Sidney constantly carping; not at all contributing to this whole situation, no offense... By the way Sidney, the eyes stuff was a figure of speech. It meant I felt someone was watching us." Gray ordered. Not only were people getting attacked, but people thought they had to order everyone around. Destroy the bathroom? If her father even heard a rumor about Tori being part of any sort of vandalism, he would ground her for month. She would have no part in demolishing the cramped room.

Eliza extended a hand to help Theresa up. "Boss,” she said. “I hope you've got a plan ready because I think that the next time we'll see that thing, we're gonna be in even more trouble."

“No kidding. Okay, here’s the less complicated plan-- me and Eliza smash things. Contrary to popular belief, a second human being is actually relatively easy to see, even without glasses. So we smash stuff, and Tori keeps the ghost off everyone with the salt. Got it?”

Tori only nodded partially. She wasn't okay with the idea of destroying the bathroom, but arguing would solve nothing. Throwing salt wasn't hard either, she just couldn't help worrying about the ghost attacking her next. Tori's thoughts disapeared as Andy, for a second time, fell to the ground in a choking attack. A loud howling pierced Tori's ears. She tried covering them, but it was practically useless. Tori needed to reach Andy, but the blaring screech was making it difficult to think straight.

“The mirror!” Andy yelled and Tori glanced up at the scratched mirror. Well I wonder who's going to pay for that...Wait, that's not the point? What's up with the mirror?It wasn't where Brody was, was it?? Tori raised her eyebrow. It couldn't be that obvious, could it?

Not wanting to let Andy die, Tori staggered toward him and threw the salt again, hoping it would help. What was it in salt that stung the ghost anyway? It didn't make much sense, but Tori went with it. If it saved someone's life then that's all that mattered at the moment.
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That really frickin' hurt his hand as a sharp pain began cutting through his hands, giving him the impression that nails were consistantly tearing through his fingers. He grinded his teeth in sheer anguish as he whipped his arm away. The stain of crimson kept flowing from his fingers as it dripped at a slow rate onto the floor.

Damn, that really hurt a lot... and that was probably one of the hardest punched he ever decided to throw. The impact started off small, about the size of his fist before it spread like wildfire. He could only ponder if it was all over, if this would end it all.

The screech was one of depravity, abandonment, sadness.

It startled him as he completely pivoted around to face Andy and the ghost. He shined the light upon the two, and backed away at a swift rate. The ghost was flailing around as if someone stole a precious person from her. That precious item didn't last as he broke a boundary that she could never repair.

Gray watched with a satisfied frown as she continued to move in a spastic manner before the finale occurred, allowing her vindictive natural to settle. He noticed some tiny crystals fly into the ghost as she continued with her seizures until they made contact.

The ghost... no, the girl fell to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably while writhing in pain. For a moment, he felt guilty for her, but he couldn't figure out why. This girl attempted to steal their lives away, ending them. Why did he feel sorrow for her?

...

This was something he may never figure out.

The crackling sound of the mirror bursts behind him as he heard it shatter completely. He heard the tinkling of go as on the floor along with a soft thud. Before he could completely return his light and gaze upon the figure, the bathrooms light final switched back on.

The boy switched off his phone and put it into his pocket, as he slowly walked over to Andy, looking at Brody. He looks pretty beat up, like he traversed through a nightmare realm. Gray temporarily forgot about his wound as he felt the need to tend to Andy since he was also most likely in shock from this uneventful encounter.

The boy walked over to Andy and kneeled down beside the boy. He gave his assistance to him as he pushed the boy upwards from his current position, allowing him to so up. As he helped the boy up, Gray could see the obvious marks on his neck, something that wasn't there before. He could only stare in worry at the boy before speaking to him, hoping that this wouldn't cause too much trauma as fhis was a peculiar experience. It even went as far as to freak him out to and scare him.

"Hey, its all over Andy, no need for any salt anymore... I'm glad your ok, even though your a bit injured due to that ghost who got a little too friendly with you. Best you take it easy for now, alright?"

The boy gave a smile to the boy, although he too had a bit of pain embedded in his face as the sounds of dripping continued to pierce his ears. It was still there and it still hurt like hell. It felt warm to his skin, as he still was holding back his chance to scream in agony.

The wound would have to be tended to, but there were more pressing matters to attend to as he heard the sound of water flowing gave his focus as he turned to the sound. Brody was over the sink, staring at it as he begin shoving liquid into his mouth. Whatever happened must of been unholy and he must of tasted something disgusting.

He couldn't help but be glad that he was ok, but he still felt there was something strange. Maybe it was Brody's possible disposition currently that was sour, or maybe it was the atmosphere of this place. Either way he turned his attention back to the boy and gave him a genuine, wholehearted smile.

"Welcome back Brody, glad to see you're back here safe and sound. I hope nothing happened to affect your spirits. Sorry about that girl making fun of you, she'll apologize for it... I'm sure of it."
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Things started going downhill from there. Downhill pretty fast, too. Whatever was happening obviously had the others frightened. Morons. Couldn't they see this was all obviously staged someway? She didn't know how it was being staged, but that was the only possibility anyways. Unless she wanted to consider the alternative...which she wasn't. Honestly, Sidney wasn't finding this funny or even interesting any more. She put away her Camera, letting it hang limply around her neck, folding her arms as she watched the antics of everyone.

...she kind of wished she had some chips or something now. Maybe even some fish sticks.

“The mirror!” She heard Andy yell. Well. If he wanted to destroy a mirror...easy enough. Just use the-

And that's when, Gray punched the mirror with his bare hand.

...Sidney felt no sympathy for the guy. In fact, she suppressed a small giggle. What an idiot! Dude, that was going to be hurting for awhile. Good thing she got a picture of it too, right at the last second! Hehe, man, she was going to have a field day with this! It seemed as though, the Mirror was in fact the key to all of this. Wow. How cliche and simple. Should have made it a little harder at least. Oh well. Not everyone was a genius at making stories like she was.

She would have made the object to defeat the ghost be a small something. Something small, portable. Like....possibly something once owned by the ghost that perhaps got left here after it died. Whatever though. Not like this was a real ghost anyways. At least Brody was back and they could get out of here. He looked like he had been through hell though.

"Heeey Brody!" She said, giving him a friendly smile. She wasn't gonna ask how he suddenly appeared in here. Probably some sort of...hidden crawlspace or something. Maybe hiding in one of the stalls. It was dark, and the lights were going haywire so it was a definite possibility. "Wow, you look like hell." She giggled. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna take a picture of you. I'm not that cruel. Well, unless you were Gray. Then I'd be cruel." She bluntly stated, not really caring if Gray overheard her. "You alright there Brody? Did these guys horrible acting give you a stomach ache or something?"
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Bang. Smash. Glass shattered all over the murky floor of the girl's bathroom as Gray's bare hand collided into the mirror. Please don't let us get caught here...My dad will literally kill me!

Mere moments after the glass broke and Tori had thrown the salt, a howling shriek shook the entire bathroom. A transparent form of the ghost collapsed to the floor in a weeping mess. One look at the girl had haunting memories rush back through Tori's mind. She couldn't help the tears cascade down her face. What made this poor girl commit suicide? Was it bullies? Was it grades? Why didn't anyone do anything? Questions buzzed through her terrified mind.

Freshman year. Tori had done something that would haunt her life forever. All it takes is one comment, one push, one spark to light the fire heating up inside a person. You don't think about it until it blows up in your face. Why hadn't she done something? She could have done something. A murderer. That's who Tori was. She had tried to shove these memories away. Yet staring at the ghost had it all rushing back. Tori took a step toward the ghost before she completely disappeared. Gone. Just like before. She stood in silence watching where the ghost had been.

It wasn't until the sound of flowing water broke her haze did she look up to find Brody. He looked bruised, disgusting, and Tori was surprised she hadn't smelt him before. Seriously. It was like a bomb of vomit had gone off. She didn't even want to know what covered his face. He started cleaning himself with his own stylish jacket. What happened to him? Apparently she hadn't been the only one to notice the horrid scent filling the room.

"Wow, you look like hell." Sidney giggled. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna take a picture of you. I'm not that cruel. Well, unless you were Gray. Then I'd be cruel." She bluntly stated, not really caring if Gray overheard her. "You alright there Brody? Did these guys horrible acting give you a stomach ache or something?"

Tori was tired of hearing nasty and sarcastic comments. It was enough. Someone had to do something before another person felt the need to escape the world. Tori walked up to Brody, completely ignoring Sidney. No. If she was going to do something, she wouldn't play their game. Wouldn't play her game. Tori would be better than them. She grabbed tissues from her bag and carefully wiped off the rest of the muck off Brody's face. Tori genuinely cared for Brody's well-being and wondered what he had possibly gone through. Hoping to comfort him, she pulled Brody into a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry," She whispered to him. Part of her meant for his recent experience but she also meant the faggot insults. No one deserved to hear words like that. No one. Maybe this was her purpose for joining the club? Tori wasn't so sure she believed in fate, but it seemed like she was meant to join and become friends with this so called Spirit club. Not just to show the student body she wasn't perfect, but to show the meaning behind everyone's existence. Tori's lips curled into a slight smile. It had only been one meeting but Tori already felt so much more mature and full of life. She couldn't wait for the next adventure. Except maybe without a killer ghost...



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As she pulled Theresa up from the floor Elizabeth gave her a comforting smile and tried to steady her as she was slightly wobbling around, probably due to some form of light headedness from being chocked earlier. Theresa seemed pretty greatfull and it made Elizabeth feel great. "Dont worry about it." She nodded at Theresa, acknowlaging the gratitude. "I'm sure you would have done the same for me." she said, still with a smile on her face. She made sure that Theresa wasnt going to fall over by making her lean against the wall. "Just take it easy now. Dont forget to breath and you'll be fine, alright?"

Andy was attacked, again, by the vengefull ghost but apparently he had figured out what had been the object which bound the ghost to this world. This was a lucky break, cause the mirror was large and it meant that they could do alot of damage to the mirror before totally ruining it. So if they would just damage it piece by piece they could maybe force the ghost to release Brody! Who knows what would happen if they instantly broke it? Maybe Brody would forever be stuck in what ever place he may be now?

However, before she could voice her opinion on the matter purple haired dude had already rammed his fist straight in the center of the mirror, fracturing it. Meanwhile Tori threw salt on the ghost who didnt really seem all that happy to being bannished from this world. How suprising. Tori saved Andy who was coughing as if his life depended on it.

The lights flickered back to life and a few moments later Elizabeth heard someone opening a water tap. When Elizabeth looked up she saw that it was none other then mister fabulous himself. "Brody!" She exclaimed loudly. Elizabeth was practically running up to him and was about to give him a loving embrace when she saw in what kind of terrible state he was in. He looked pale and was covered in vomit, blood and some other stuff. He didnt seem in the mood to be hugged so she decided against it. Tori was helping him clean himself up. Elizabeth did a quick check on him and saw that he was still bleeding.

She looked around to find some paper towels or anything like that but it was to no avail. That wound looks nasty and the bleeding really needs to be stopped... Well, guess there is no other option then this. Without even thinking about it any further she pulled her shirt off (she wears a sports bra beneath it so it's not like she is nearly bare chested now) and pressed it against Brody's abdominal wound. It might have looked more severe then it actually was but atleast this would halt more of the bleeding. "Brody, we need to get you to a hospital as fast as possible. You think you can walk on your own?" Elizabeth asked with concern.
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