"We found it then." Elliot acknowledged, staring at the ground.
"Yup." Logan said.
"How do we get in?" I couldn't see any entrances to get in.
"In there." Luke's eyes were fixed on to some sort of elevator not very far away.
"Do we have to?" It was old and I didn't feel like getting stuck in an elevator that day.
"Yes! Yes we have to, unless you can find another way in." Luke snapped.
"But-" I tried to say.
"Or you can stay here on yourself!" He yelled at me.
"What's up with you dude?" Elliot tried to defend me.
"What's up? Seriously? I'll tell you what's up, it's all her fault, her grandfather murdered an innocent person, now we're trapped into looking for this long lost treasure that we don't even know exists, that's what's up! Also did I mention we have, I mean had twenty four hours, our time is limited." Luke shouted, his face red with anger.
"Woah, Luke, calm down." Emily said, placing her hand on his arm.
Everyone else just stared at him blankly, what was his problem? It hurt knowing he blamed me for this situation.
Luke stormed off.
"Luke wait, I-" I called after him.
"Leave him, he needs time to cool off." Elliot put his hand on my shoulder but I shook it off and ran after Luke, this was my fault and I needed to fix it.
"Luke?" I said when I finally caught up with him.
"Go away." Luke growled.
"Luke, I need to show you something." I said softly.
"What?" He asked harshly, clearly still mad at me.
"Look at this." I pulled the death certificate out of my pocket and handed it to him.
"What? It's just a death certificate, big deal." He didn't bother to read it, trying to brush me away.
"It's a death certificate for Richard Junior McCall." I explained.
"Well it was a long time ago, so I understand that he died." Luke looked at me.
"No I mean...Just read the date." I said impatiently.
"1905." Read Luke sounding puzzled, "what about it?"
"1905 was 111 years ago." I told him.
"So? What's that supposed to mean?" He questioned.
"Shanabelle died 111 years ago." I reminded him.
"Well done genius, they both died the same year." He said sarcastically, he still didn't understand.
I sighed, "Read the bottom part." I pointed to a small section on the paper.
"Cause of death...murder." He whispered the word.
"Do you see what I'm trying to tell you now?" I asked.
"Richard murdered Shanabelle then Shanabelles long lost brother from Canada found out and came to find Richard, then killed him with a spoon?" Luke joked, but he said it seriously which made me laugh.
"No silly, I was thinking more of Shanabelle killed Richard." I told him my theory.
"Well I guess that makes more sense but I liked my theory better." I was relieved that Luke agreed with me.
"Everything she's told us is a lie." I said.
"Hey, I'm sorry." Luke apologised.
"For what?" I asked.
"Earlier." He looked embarrassed when he remembered what he said, "It's not your fault for what's happening."
"It's ok, I forgive you." I gave him a friendly hug.
"We better go back." We started walking back to the others.
When we got back to them they were all sitting on the ground, tired, cold and bored.
"Nice of you to join us." Logan said sarcastically.
"Gabrielle has discovered something which is kinda crucial to this situation we're in." He looked at me,"Go ahead, tell them."
Everyone looked at me waiting for what I was going to tell them.
"When I found the map, I also found this death certificate." I showed them, "It belongs to Richard McCall, the date on it is 1905, which is 111 years ago, aka the year Shanabelle supposedly died."
They all looked at me, their faces were resembling Luke's face when I first told him this.
Nobody said anything so I continued, "Shanabelle told us she was murdered 111 years ago, but the cause of death on the certificate is murder, me and Luke both agree that there's a possibility that the spirit murdered Richard instead of the other way around."
"But what if they were both murdered?" Logan asked.
"It's unlikely, but it could of happened, Gabrielle's theory sounds more realistic." Luke explained.
"Shanabelle's a murderer?" Kylie's eyes widened in horror.
"Yes, I think so." I said softly.
I saw Elliot smiling at me, "What?" I asked confused.
"Oh nothing." He grinned.
"Tell me." I pouted making him smile even more.
"I just think your really smart for figuring that out on your own." He admired.
"Thanks." I smiled.
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