Th13teen Ghosts

The Hammer, The Jackal and the First Born Son

Born to a prostitue in 1887, Ryan Kuhn grew up to develop a sick and uncontrollable taste for the Female Body. As a result, he became a wild and cunning sexual predator, attacking, raping, and murdering strays and prostitutes in the night. Seeking treatment, Ryan committed himself to Borinwood Asylum, where he eventually went insane. He scratched at his cell's walls so violently, that his fingernails were torn completely off, making his hands claw-like.

When Ryan attacked a nurse, the doctors put him in a straitjacket and tightened it whenever Ryan acted out, contorting his limbs horribly. However, Ryan gnawed through it, so the doctors locked Ryan's head in a cage and locked him in a dark basement cell, where he grew to hate anything human, and would cower and scream madly whenever approached. When a fire broke out at the asylum, while everyone else escaped, Ryan chose to stay behind and meet his deserved fate, and he died in the fire.

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George Markley was an honest, hardworking blacksmith, until a man named Nathan wrongfully accused George of theft, and threatened to banish him from town. Knowing he was innocent, George stood up to Nathan and refused to move, causing Nathan and his gang to one day beat George's wife and children

Enraged, George tracked down Nathan and his friends, and brutally beat them to death with his sledgehammer. When the town discovered what George had done, they dragged him back to his shop where they tied him to a tree and drove nails into his body with his own sledgehammer, slowly killing him. Then, as a finishing touch, they cut off George's left hand, and fixed George's sledgehammer on in its place.

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As a child, Billy Michaels loved cowboy movies and other Western films, and wouldn't allow anyone to keep him from them. One day, a neighbour taunted Billy into a duel, in which Billy using a toy gun. However, his plaything was no match for the real steel-tipped arrow the neighbour was using, and he died when the neighbour shot it through the back of his head

-------------------------Jamie's P.O.V-----------
I followed Nick down the corridor, trying to catch up with his speed. He turned and saw me jogging behind him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along side him. We then turned a corner, looking around swiftly to see if we could see Jack. I knew that Nick and Jack where the closest out of all of us and it hurt to know that he had no idea where Jack was. I really hope we did find him.

Nick came to a halt and so did I. We looked down and seen Jacks favourite jacket he wore all the time and never left anywhere without it. I think Jack would die if he had lost that jacket. Nick slowly picked up and jacket and tightened his grip around it, before throwing it back onto the floor in rage.

"Nick" I said, placing my hand onto his shoulder. He turned to look at me and I could see the hate in his eyes. "It's gonna be ok. We are going to find him" he gave me a small smile and continued walking. I looked down and saw a pair of glasses. I bent down, picked them up and ran after Nick.

--------------------Sarah's P.O.V-------------
"Will you slow down?" I asked Dennis, who was obviously rushing.

"No I want to get out of here!" He told me. I just sighed and ran after him. He suddenly stopped, causing me to bump into him.

"Give a girl a warning!" I yelled.

"Give me the glasses quick!" Dennis said, I gave them to him and he put them on, "oh my god" he whispered.

"What?" I asked.

"Aaaa this is the symbol of the Jackal. The Jackal is the Charlie Manson of the ghost" he explained. "And if the Jackal is out, screw the kid, we gotta get out of this basement" I just shrugged and looked inside the open cubicle. Dennis turned around to face another cubicle, he let out a scream and jumped back.