Queen Mary

XX

As we walk, I keep thinking about what happened in that room with Bianca. She didn't show her fear, but it's almost as if I could feel it. Like it was radiating off of her. She was scared, and hell how could she not have been absolutely terrified? I sure as shit know I was. Her yelp scared me more than anything though honestly. I didn't know what else to do, so I just grabbed her and tried to get the fuck out of there. She seems to be doing okay, but she can be really hard to read, which isn't a bad thing by any means, but sometimes it can be hard to tell what's really going through her head. I hope she really is okay..

"So maybe we take the rest of today to just kinda settle in and relax a bit. I have a feeling this particular investigation is gonna be a stressful one. Might be a good idea to just rest up and get some sleep and really dive in tomorrow." I say. Corey looked more than just happy about that, Jake and Johnnie looked indifferent and Sam nodded in agreement. Bianca was ahead of the rest of us, so I couldn't tell what her response was. Whatever it is, it was a silent one. 

We get to our room, mine and Bianca's, and I open the door. Immediately it felt different, and I notice everyone else, except Bianca tense. This room... B340.. I truly never thought I'd e back here, never in a million years. But I do want the answers to all of the questions that have been running through my head ever since we were here the first time. I make my way into the room, everyone else following behind me. Bianca first, then Sam, followed by the other 3. I set bags down on the floor next to an end table, still holding the camera. I figured with what happened I should keep filming in case anything else were to happen on our way upstairs or once we got to the room. I venture further into the room, coming up to what looks like a common area. A couch on the left wall, with the TV on a stand in front of it on the right wall. I set the camera, still filming, on the coffee table and turn to everyone else. That's when the realization truly hit me. Looking at a room full of my best friends what very well could be the most dangerous place we've ever been in, with the exception of the Conjuring house. Bianca is looking around, peering into rooms and closets. And I notice the expression on her face, and the rigid body language as she explores the room. Sam and Corey are having a conversation about what could have been in the room downstairs, and what scratched Bianca. Jake and Johnnie seem to be engaged in a lighter conversation, laughing now and again. 

I walk into the bedroom where I watched Bianca adventure, and find her standing facing the closet. Her face shows she's deep in thought.

"Are you okay? Like really okay?" I ask her. She nods before saying anything.

"Yea, it's just so unreal. Being here, and the kind of experience it's already been. When we got to the room..." She trails off. I notice the sharpness of her eyes, and the way she's holding herself in her arms. I embrace her, and kiss the top of her head.

"Did you see something?" I ask. It could explain why even I felt uneasy when we got here.

"I think so, but it was more the feeling I got almost as soon as you opened the door. Like a mixture of anger, sadness, and fear. It felt so heavy I almost felt like I couldn't breathe..." She says. I'm shook. 

"I felt the same thing when I opened the door.. And the deeper I walked inside the heavier and worse it got. I kinda thought it was just me until I seen the way you we're acting." I told her. She burrowed into me, and wrapped her arms around me. 

"There's definitely something in here, I don't know if it's the same thing as what was downstairs, everything just feels so negative it's hard to separate everything." I blink a few times not wanting that to mean what I think it does.

"So wait, there's that many energies here?" I ask hesitantly. She pulls away from me slightly.

"Yes. Like a lot. All throughout the place. It's impossible to tell what energy is coming from what entity honestly. Like some are just so overwhelming it clouds my ability to read them." That can't be a good thing. If they're so strong that even Bianca can't differentiate them, we're in for it. At this point, isn't it too late to turn back? 

I place my hands on her face and pull her in close, and as our lips touch, it's as if everything else disappears, even for just a few moments. I pull away from her and smile at her. 

"I might stay in here by myself for a few minutes, I want to try to get a read on everything so I can have a clear idea on what exactly we need to talk to." She says. I get an uneasy feeling from the way she said "what" and not who. 

"Are you sure that's a good idea? We were gonna try to have everyone together so no one's alone." I say, the worry all too obvious in my voice. She sits down on the bed and looks at me. God she is so pretty.

"I know, but it's harder to get a grip on all this with other people around. There's already so many energies here.." She says. 

"Okay, but if you even have a slight feeling something is gonna go wrong please come get me. We're gonna be in the living room going over the game plan for the week. But seriously Bianca please come get me if you need to. I don't wanna see you get hurt again.." I say. She nods her head, and squeezes my hand, a gesture to reassure me. I turn to walk out of the room, and close the door behind me. It worries me her being by herself in this place, especially after what just happened. Those scratch marks looked painful. I can't help but try to imagine the emotional and mental strain this shit puts on her. It has to be exhausting, draining even. As I walk into the living room, all the guys are sitting, it kinda seemed like they were waiting for us to get back.

"Where's Bianca?" Sam and Corey ask at the same time. I have the same gut wrenching feeling i had walking in the door when they said her name.

"She's in the bedroom, she wanted to be by herself so she could get a grip on everything going on here.." I say. All of them looked confused.

"What do you mean?" Corey asks. 

"So basically since she's a medium, all of the energies from everything here kind of smear together and make it really hard for her to tell what entity is giving what energy. She explained it a lot better to me." I say, knowing I probably made absolutely no sense.

"And you left her by herself why? She's the one who got attacked bro." Jake says. The comment initially made me angry, but I do understand the concern. Hell I don't like the idea either.

"She said she needed to be alone for this. And I told her to come get one of us if she needed someone if shit goes wrong." I told them and made my way to a recliner and sat down. There's and eerie silence that falls over the room.

"So, what's the plan?" Jake asks, breaking the silence, which I'm grateful for. No one answers at first.

"Well, I think after what's already happened it might be best to give Bianca the night to rest and get some of her strength back. That has to be draining and it'd probably be best not to push her limits." Sam says. I agree 100 percent with him honestly. I'd feel terrible if something happened to her. 

"I think that's the best idea. She seems kinda off honestly, and I wanna make sure she's okay before we start really investigating." I say.

"Alright, well with that being said I think tomorrow we can decide where we wanna start, that good with you guys?" Sam asks. Everyone nods in agreement. After all is said and done, the guys leave to head to their rooms. I walk back to the recliner and wait for Bianca.