Paranormally in Love (ON HIATUS)

Chapter 2: The House and its "Residents"

Janette opened the front door slowly. It let out a visibly loud "Creeeeeaaaaakkkkk". She looked around the place. And it was just as bad inside as it was outside. 'How was Aunt Elenore living in this place for so long without any help?!' The drywalls were cracked, there was dust and cobwebs galore all over everything she saw, she swore she saw something slither in the backroom, and it smelled musty with stale air with a combination of.... Perfume, makeup, and... catnip?

'Did Aunt Elenore have a cat? Either way... I have A LOT to do....'

"Which should I take care of first..." she asked absentmindedly.

"I'd save the alligator for last, Sarah loves Sal." Someone said from within the room.

"Well I was going to save that thing for last anyways. No way I'm going near it... with... a...pole... Who said that...?" She looked around frantically.

"Oh? You can hear me? It's been quite awhile since a medium was here." A woman in a Victorian style dress appeared. Her dark hair was in a high bun and she was stroking a silver Russian Blue cat. She looked to be in her mid to late 30s.

Janette wanted to freak out. But at this point, nothing surprised her much when it came to the paranormal. Right now she had stars in her eyes as she "awwwed" at the fluffy kitty. "SHE'S SO PRECIOUS!!!" She squealed as she walked over. "Can I pet her?!" She begged.

"If you want. Will you be taking care of us in Madam Elenore's place? I saw her after she passed. My condolences." The woman spoke, holding the feline out to Janette.

Janette had a melancholy expression. "Yes I am. She was my Aunt. Not blood related but she was good friends with my late grandma. I used to come here every now and then with my siblings to visit her. But as I grew older, my "mother" decided that I should act more like a "proper lady" and kept me from seeing her too much. If I had known that she was struggling with the uptake of this house, I would've come here sooner..." Janette said as she pet and scratched the purring ghostly feline.

"..."

Admiration and wonder appeared in the ghost woman's eyes. "You are related to Maria Daweson? It's no wonder you can see us! She was truly a wonderful woman! I'm sure if you could have you would have taken wonderful care of this place and the Madam. Oh! Where are my manners? I am Madam Rosaline Summers and that is Sapphire. I head the house while Master Alastor and Mistress Arabella are out. I tend to the other 19's needs." She explained.

Now that took Janette for a loop. "T-there's nineteen other spirits here?! How are there so many of you guys here?! And who's Alastor and Arabella?" She said as she clutched the radio in the box closer to her. To which Rosaline took notice of.

"Yes, sometimes more... you don't know? Master Alastor is the head "spirit" of the house and Mistress Arabella is his second... that's his radio you're clutching." She pointed at the object.

Janette paused for a moment. "A-are you sure? Because I've known about this radio since I was a little girl. And I don't think I've met anyone named Alastor. Can you tell me more about him since he's the head honcho of the place."

She shook her head. "No... I cannot. I... no. Anyone else but those two."

"...Why...? Are they evil spirits..?" She said worriedly as she used her other hand to subconsciously grab her silver cross.