•| Nefarious |•

11

We all stood around the phantom watching its skin drip onto the floor.

"What...?"

Logan asked staring at the group.

"Oh, you're up."

I turned away from the phantom and looked at him.

"Are you feeling any better?"

Taylor stared at him with a worried tone.

"...not really."

He looked towards the phantom, its skin melting all around the seat.

"What happened to it?!"

He stared at the big pile of goop with eyes coming out of it.

"Turns out if these things are exposed to light for too long, they start to wig out and turn to goop."

Aiden laughed.

"Like their body starts to twist, and bubble, and spaz-"

Logan since turned pale thinking about it.

"Okay, stop. I think he gets the picture. Now quit before you make him sick."

Tyler looked at him in disgust.

"Since he's awake now, let's talk about Savannah."

Ashlyn continued.

"We can't keep hoping that things will go back to normal on their own."

Tyler complained, running a head down his face.

"And we can't risk getting stuck there permanently."

Ashlyn remarked back at him.

"Um...going back doesn't mean we have to go back to the house again, or interact with the phantom, right?"

Taylor nervously asked.

"Maybe we can just search around for someone who might know something? The locals are bound to know something."

"We've been reading myths, lore, and have watched who-knows-how-many investigations about Savannah for the past two weeks, and still haven't found anything useful."

I looked to around at the group, all sitting in a circle in the back of the bus.

"I'll agree to avoiding the place and only searching from local information. That way we don't have to risk anything."

Tyler crossed his arms across his chest.

"If we don't go back to the Sorrel Weed house, then I'm not against...going to Savannah."

Logan nervously said.

"Ben what about you?"

I asked him, he typed on his phone before showing us he doesn't care and he goes with whatever Aiden decides.

"Hm? I don't care either way. Both options seem fun."

Aiden put his knee up to his chest and rested his elbow on it.

"....I don't think this was an accident. There's the possibility that lady did this on purpose and we could run into her again. There might even be others like her."

Ashlyn thought.

"So you're against going?!"

Tyler yelled at her.

"No, I'll go. But only if we wait a year."

"A year?! We're gonna be stuck in here a year?!"

I yelled out. I understood what she meant but a year seemed like a lot.