House Party of Confessions.

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I take the camera from Zak a few hours after my encounter and point it in his direction as he looks absolutely drained.

I take the camera from Zak a few hours after my encounter and point it in his direction as he looks absolutely drained

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"And here we have the rare and extraordinary creature the Baganator in it's rare form of tiredness. This creature is usual full of excitement and energy but after an evening of ghost hunting. The Baganator is now run down and decrepit." Zak Then bats the camera down out my hand. I laugh and place the camera on the side and face it towards our tired bodies. The time is 8:55am and I come to sit beside Zak. At first I rest my head on his shoulder, when after a moment he throws his arm around me. I shuffle my butt and lay my head on his knee, and he rests his very tired hand on my hip. And that's the last shot of the investigation. Zak and I asleep back in nerve centre.

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A few days later when we had gotten our sleep schedules back in order, I got a message off Zak

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A few days later when we had gotten our sleep schedules back in order, I got a message off Zak.

<3 Z <3: Hey Sweetheart, I need you to come over to my place. Like right now! It's important! 

Without hesitation I bolt out the house and race to Zak's house. Upon arrival there are no police, so he's not in trouble. No ambulances, so he's not dying and no fire truck, so he hasn't burnt the house down. What's so important? I then burst through the door. Usually I would knock but what if he's dead? I look around and every where is quiet. 

"Zak!"

"SURPRISE!" Came a collective of noise. Scaring the living shit out of me. I cover my face in initial shock. I then clutch my ribs as me jumping hurt them slightly. I look around the room and all my friends and a few people I don't know are surrounding me. But in the centre of the crowd is the face I've been looking for. Who then comes over to me with a smile on his face.

 Who then comes over to me with a smile on his face

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