👻Phasmophobia/Mcyt👻

👻Chapter 5: Back To HQ👻

"Dang it, it was pretty hot. . ."
"Had to be or Tango would have gotten sick."
Luckily they managed to maintain a stable temperature for Tango, he was immediately brought in to the ward.
Xisuma rushed out, Keralis behind him,"What happened?! Where's Grian??", Impulse was tossed a towel to wipe the sweat off his face,"Things went south; There's not one spirit, but 3; Possibly more, we're not sure but according to Scar he sensed a lot of presences, one of them possessed Grian.", Xisuma turned to his right, seeing Scar put Grian in a bed and strapping him down just in case.
"I-I see. . ."
"But here."
Skizz handed Keralis Tango's camera, turning it on they saw a picture of the ghost.
"What is that. . .?"
"Weren't not sure yet, but they certainly didn't us inside the house."
Scar came other, having Jellie on his lap has he had switched to a wheelchair since fleeing the house.
"These spirits are not ones we've faced before, this is new. . . They're angry and wanted something as they lifted Tango up."
Keralis turned to Xisuma,"Like. . . That old case? There was a case were a ghost would suck the life out of a human, killing them slowly and painfully.", Impulse and Skizz shuddered at that, Xisuma approached Tango's bed.
. . .
"No sign of that. . . What else could it have done?"
Xisuma turned to them,"Maybe we should post this case out to other agency, request more backup.", Impulse nods,"And. . . Grian?", Scar turned to the room,"Anyone up to assist me with finding a safe way to extract the ghost from Grian??", Scar turned to Impulse, Skizz, Keralis and Xisuma,"The ghost has attached itself to Grian's soul, so I'll need backup to get the ghost to release him without killing him.", this is serious.

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Tango poked at the food, he was feeling a lot better now though for last two days he's been having this. . . Looming cloud over him, like he felt more. . . Sad?
He didn't know, it just like every bad memory he had, resurfaced and it keeps playing in his head over and over again.
"Tango, stop!"
Tango's wrist was grabbed and pulled from his face, he hadn't realised it but he was subconsciously scratching his face.
Why was that bad?
Impulse examined Tango's face, despite being a fire hybird of soke kind, his skin would always be irritated if he uses the fire too much which leads to flare up, dry skin; eczema.
"Sorry, I didn't notice until now."
"It's fine, just let me put the cream on so it helps."
"I hate it. . ."
"I know but it helps you."

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Grian was having. . . Less of a good time.
Being tied down, because he got a spirit possessing him.
Of course he wasn't tied down all the time, but it was just a safety thing but as of right now, only at night does the ghost seem to want control and when the ghost is in control his has purple eyes, though it is worrying this his wings seem to be turning purple the more the ghost is in control.

"Scar, Grian?"
They jumped,"Mumbo!", Mumbo was a professor at a school for redstone engineering and he knew what they did for a living and it worries him.
"Haven't seen you two in a while."
Scar nods,"Oh yeah, you know busy especially with a new case. . . It's been a long week.", Mumbo nods, he could see how drained Grian looked,"I can tell, you two busy this week? Want to come over for dinner some time this week?", Scar and Grian looked at one another, Grian really wanted to and Scar smiled,"Sure, shall we set up a fine and date?", Mumbo nods,"Yeah, sounds great mate.", so they walked about it while walking.

"See ya Mumbo!"
"Bye, Grian. Bye Scar."

"You seem happy around that human. So happy. Yuck."
Grian frowned.
"What's up?"
"Nothing, just the ghost. . . It definitely likes despair rather than happiness."
"Ah."

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Impulse was helping Stress look into that house, so it was owned by someone before it turned into an orphanage.
"Why did the orphanage close down?"
Stress did some clicking on her keyboard, leaned back with concern,"Apparently the orphanage, despite everything, it had some horror stories and one of them was to do with the owner; Apparently he got rid of one of the orphanages and threw him out into a field.", Skizz leaned over,"What?! That's terrible!", Stress nods,"Horrible person. . . I'm doing my best to find more stories and details, potentially tracking down people that worked there or were there, it could be hard.", Impulse nods.
*Ding*

"Email?"
Impulse opened it.

"To Impulse ********

I am writing to you about your recent work and the situation your friend is in, I have plenty of research on what you are dealing with and can help your friend.

Please find my contact below and we can arrange a meeting.

Martyn Littlewood."

"Martyn?"
"Huh that sounds familiar."
Checking it to be sure it wasn't a scam first and find out more.

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"So, we're going to a professional?"
Impulse nods,"Yeah, Xisuma checked it out and I spoke with him on the phone, we'll go first thing in the morning.", "PLEASE.", they turned to Grian who was covering his ears,"I CAN'T STAND THE GHOST TALKING ABOUT MY HIGH SCHOOL LIFE AND THE SMELL OF SADNESS.", yeah, they needed to get this done as soon as possible.
For the sake of Grian's sanity.