Heavy and Dee's house 12:30...

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When Al revived they were laying on a couch with a wet rag on their forehead and a blanket across their body. They opened their eyes slowly, their head was absolutely pounding, they put a hand to their face and felt blood trickling from their nose. They looked over into the kitchen where Heavy and Dee were pretty much getting absolute hell which was unusual for the boy's dad. Glam looked over at them he sighed pressing his fingers to his temples he put a hand to Al's back to help them sit up "get up slowly Al. I have aspirin. Let me know if you want one." Glam said pressing a hand to their forehead checking for fever Al sighed "thank you mr. Glam and please...don't be too hard on Dee and Heavy it wasn't their fault I kept pushing myself to talk. And if we intruded on your privacy in any way...I am very sorry." Al apologized Glam sighed "I am not angry at you in the slightest Al I understand what you were trying to do. You are gifted with an amazing ability to see spirits as well as a ton of empathy even for the worst of people. And your friends were curious. But what you need to remember is to use your abilities in moderation." Glam spoke in a maternal way towards Al who nodded sipping the water that was on the table next to them. Lif sat on the floor below them using Al's polaroid camera that she had swiped from their bag. She was staring at one of the photos that had printed, studying it intensely. "What is it?" Al asked, Lif looked up at them "Heavy managed to get the picture, it's of the old house across from the cemetery. It's miraculous how well the stuff on it shows up." Lif said, handing the photo to Al who's mouth hung open in pure shock "you see- there's- oh my god." They gaped Lif chuckled "yeah it's crazy how clear that show figure is and if you look in the corners and by the street lamp-" she smiled "Holy fuck that is a shit ton of orbs. How in the world!?" Al wondered looking at it. They reached into their bag and pulled out the group's photo album and a glue stick. They flipped to a new section, getting an idea they glued the photo in under where they would put the new section's label "what are you doing?" Heavy asked as he and Dee wandered over looking over Al's shoulder. Lif got up and stood beside Dee. "This photo is just the beginning." Al smiled adding the label in black pen 'Our Ghost Adventures'.

To Be Continued...  

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