Shards to the Heart: A Ghost Adventures Fanfic

The Lock Down: Part Two - It All Happened In The Basement

Zak located the basement door and yanked it open. He stopped as he saw the stone steps leading down into darkness. "Uh. . .either of you got a flashlight?," Zak asked. Nick put a flashlight in his hand. Zak switched the flashlight on and walked slowly down the steps.
"Um. . .what did Emma say was down here exactly?," Aaron asked.
"She couldn't tell me," Zak said, "she just told me to go down here." The group stepped down into the dark, musty room. Zak swung the flashlight around. He stopped as he spotted something at the far side of the room. The group walked towards it. When they reached it, Zak ran over to a different corner and threw up.
At the far side of the room, the stone walls were stained heavily with blood. On the floor, two human bodies were ripped apart and crusty with dried blood. One of the bodies was significantly smaller, and seemed to be femanine. The other body was quite large and seemed to belong to a male in his early thirties. On the floor, beneath the bodies, a large upside down cross was painted with blood. "Oh my god! Oh my god!," Nick screamed, terrified by the scene. "Police! Police! Oh my god!" Aaron shook Nick's shoulder frantically.
"Nick!," Aaron shouted, "calm down! Zak! Tell Nick to calm down!" Zak didn't say anything. He didn't even glance at his friends. He was to busy staring at the smaller body. He recognized the brown glasses that were laying at the body's side. "Zak!," Aaron shouted. Zak pointed at the small body with a shakey hand.
"Th-That's Emma," Zak said, his voice quaking with fear.
"OH MY GOD!," Nick screamed in distress. Nick fell to his knees, sobbing in terror. Aaron pulled Nick out of the basement, but Zak stayed to further investigate.
"Obviously the people that killed Emma preformed some sort of ritual down here," Zak said quietly to himself, walking around the basement, "but there doesn't seem to be any other entrance except the one from the kitchen. How on earth did they get down here?" Zak stopped as he noticed a light dim, blue-ish light filtering into the basement from the ceiling a little further ahead. Zak raced over to the light source, then looked up. He found himself looking at the moon. Zak reached up and clawed his way up the hole.
When Zak finally managed to climb out of the hole, he found himself in the yard. He looked down at the hole, which was a gap that seemed to have been dug by human hands. "So that's how they got in," Zak said, feeling himself shake from both disgust and fear. "Okay," Zak said, lowering himself back down the hole, "that's part of the mystery solved."

Nick shook as he hurled in the toilet. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to forget what he saw in the basement. He prayed that this was all a nightmare, and when he woke up that Emma would be alive and they could all forget this. I suppose that's what every paranormal investigator hopes when they stumble across a case like this though, huh? For all of these awful things to just be a nightmare. Well this was a nightmare, but this was a waking nightmare, terrors that take place when you're conscious.
When Nick had finished throwing up, he laid on his side and trembled in fear and pain on the bathroom floor. "You okay bro?," Aaron asked from where he was leaning against the bathroom door frame. Nick shook his head and whimpered.
"How am I supposed to be okay. . .after I saw all of that?," Nick asked. Aaron sighed, his head lowering slightly.
"I don't think any of us will be okay after this investigation," Aaron said. "I mean. . .we just confirmed the death of our teammate. . .and. . .and our friend. Not only that, but we found out that she died horribly, and that she's trapped here."
"She was only fourteen," Nick sobbed. "Oh god why?" Nick continued to sob on the tiled bathroom floor, the basement's brutal images flashing quick as lightning through his head.

Aaron watched Nick in slight panic. He hated seeing his friend so upset, but he didn't know what to do. He looked back at his camera, which he had set down on the kitchen table to help Nick. The camera reflected his image from where it sat in the dim lighting, the only light coming from the bathroom.
Aaron looked back at Nick. Nick was now rocking back and forth slowly, saying, "it's all just a nightmare" over and over to himself quietly. Aaron watched him, unsure of what to do.