we have finnished writing out all the deaths for the characters but some are more interesting than others. if one is written then rewritten bc a better idea comes up i will tell you :p
The van reversed into the parking space of the office. The building used to be a wearhouse but was renovated into a rentable office building. They had an office that was once a packing bay, letting them reverse straight in.
They left the van and began unpacking the vehicle in slience. They did it in a chain technique. Grian grabbing the stuff from the van and giving it to Scar. Scar taking it to Skizz and Skizz putting the equipment in the correct places in the big stck of draws to the side of the room. (imagine one of the display cases is a drawer :p )
Impulse immediately went into his office underneath the games area. It was his own space to be alone and not be bothered. The others were always to scared to enter. The ominous smoke that filtered out and the weird glow that came from inside when they opened the door was absolutely terrifying.
They had no clue why it was so smoky in there, they were about 98% sure Impulse didn't smoke. When asked, Impulse would say his bosses smoked all the time. That didn't explain why the smoke didnt have a smell, but they decuded it wasn't their place to talk about that.
Impulse logged onto his computer and tried to take his mind off of everything. But of course they had to come and ruin it all.
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It was the holidays and almost everyone was going to see family someplace else. The roads were busy and there was a happy air around the small town of Lockinge.
Bdubs was also happy. He was going to see his brother, Pungence. He always liked seeing him. They were closer than most siblings. So as soon as Bdubs was planning his holidays, He was right on the phone with his brother asking if he could come round.
Driving wasn't really bdubs' forte. He much preferred letting someone else take him where he needs to go. He could rest, get some sleep while someone else takes him to where he needs to be.
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"You could just message me... Thats why I set up our messages chat on-"
"Quiet, the ghost you went to check out hasn't been logged"
"There wasn't a ghost there"
"Are you saying that the woman who called us in lied?"
"No! She probably just heard something."
"We want you to check again!"
"The family are going away on holiday tomorrow. "
"Ask for access to house while their away"
"Ok sure..."
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Bdubs had got off work early to start packing. His train left at 9AM and he wasn't too happy about that, but he had already payed for it so there was no turning back. His plan was to pack now and get to bed supper early to wake up in time to leave. He could have some extra sleep on the train if he was desperate.
And so, he started. Grabbing the essentials first, like clothes and a wash bag. Then the needs, books, devices, stuff like that. And some snacks for the journey.
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A few hours passed, the three that had been waiting outside frankly, just wanted to go home.
They had to be dissmissed my Impulse incase more information was needed about the ghost. They could always hear Impulse speaking with someone but never actually hear them, so they always assumed they spoke over call.
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