Lucky Number Seventeen

Chapter One

"Colby. Colby. Colby!" Sam shoved the sleeping boy once more as he shifted awake, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

"Dude, what do you want?" Colby groaned, stretching his arms as he ruffled his jet black hair. 

"The alarm has been going off for thirty minutes." Sam shoved him once more. "We have to drive to today's shooting location. Now." Colby sighed, counting to three in his head before springing up out of the white sheets. 

"I'll be ready in twenty." Colby sighed, clumsily walking to the bathroom, scratching his stomach. 

"Make that ten. I have a coffee ready for you downstairs." Sam shut the door behind him as Colby flicked on the bathroom lights. He could hear the slight hum from the florescent bulbs, the brightness making his eyes burn as he blinked them shut. Colby glanced up at the mirror, wincing slightly. Is that really what I look like when I wake up? he examined himself in the mirror, remembering he had to be downstairs quickly. 

"Shit." He ran around the room, grabbing a pair of black jeans and a tank top, throwing on the first clothes he could find. He brushed his teeth quickly, running some water through his hair as he attempted to flatten it out, sighing as the knots fought against him. 

"Colby! Let's fucking go!" Sam yelled from downstairs as Colby slammed the door shut, whining about how tired he was until he got to the car, taking the first sip of his coffee, and finally calming down. "Better now?" Sam asked, one eyebrow raised as Colby reluctantly nodded. 

The drive there wasn't too long, just over thirty minutes with no traffic. Colby and Sam were excited for today's location, it was different than what they usually did. Normally, the pair went to a house or a prison. Today, they were going to an abandoned apartment building, filled with almost forty different rooms with people to contact and spirits to communicate with. Usually it was just one house they were confined to, but today they had five different floors to explore. 

The building looked pleasant from the outside, despite the wear and tear of being abandoned for four years. The outside was a cream white brick, with beautiful marble arches in the doorway. Sam immediately whipped out the camera, recording the outside of the building as he narrated the entire time. 

"Isn't the outside just gorgeous. If it was me, I wouldn't even know this places was desolate? What do you say Colby?" Sam panned the massive camera over to Colby who was seemingly in a trance. 

"I think we have to see for ourselves." Colby shrugged, holding open one of the massive doors. "Let's go inside."