Paranormal Hope

Chapter 6

(Lia's P.O.V.)
I try to ignore my claustrophobia and stay calm when the elevator stops. Aaron and I pound on the door and yell for help hoping they can hear us. "We're stuck in the elevator!" Aaron shouts. "Help us!" I cry out. "Aaron?" I faintly hear Nick ask, sounding like he is far away. "Yeah! Guys help!" He responds. I hear running footsteps and pray it's the others. "Lia?" Bailee asks. "Yeah we're both in here. The elevator just stopped," I reply. "I don't know how we'll get you guys out. I will call billy and see if he can help us." Zak says. Aaron aims his camera at the door, "it'd be great if you can hurry fast." I take a deep breath and bite my bottom lip. It was too dark to see anything but the slightly darker outline of Aaron and his camera. So I carefully pace around the tiny space and try to imagine myself somewhere else. "Anywhere but here," I mumble to myself. "What?" Aaron asks with slight fear in his voice. "Oh sorry, I just, uh, am afraid of tight spaces. And I don't want to freak out." "That's okay," I see his figure put the camera down, "I'm claustrophobic too. We'll be okay. They're getting us out," he assures. "I know. I trust them. Should we talk to some spirits?" I laugh. I hear his laugh and he turns his camera back on to record.

"Well Aaron and I were smart and used the elevator in a haunted hotel!" I grin. "Now we're stuck and the others are getting Billy to bring some tools. We are going to see who or what stopped us," I say and Aaron hands me the spirit box. I turn it on and cover it with my hand, "is someone here?" I ask then remove my hand. Nothing. "Did you stop the elevator? " I get chills up my back and an earie voice comes through, '...course....' "oh jeez," I say, "What do you want?" I hope for an answer. The same male voice comes through that we think is Matthew, '....hurt...... Aaron......' I can tell Aaron is doing his "omg" face. "It's freezing in here," he breathes. "Yeah," I say quietly. I bite my lip again, "Shoot. This is scary." "All the time," Aaron says back. "Why do you want to hurt Aaron?" I ask the spirit box again. No reply but it was still really cold. I gasp. "What?" Aaron asks. I turn of the spirit box, "The guy who murdered Matthew, his name was Ron! Aaron-Ron," I point out. "Yeah!" Aaron sounds shocked. I hope nothing bad happens to him.

I thought too soon. After I made my assumption, Aaron makes a weird noise. "What?" I ask. "Something just scratched me," he says. "No way!" I exclaim. "Jeez. That hurts," Aaron says. "Let me see the camera." He hands it to me and, being at least a foot shorter than him, he has to bend down. I aim thw night vision camera at his neck, "shoot are you okay?" I ask concerned seeing four deep scratches going from the top right side to the bottom left. They were starting to bleed. Aaron starts breathing heavily and stands up. "I'll hold the camera for a second, just sit down." He puts his head in his hands and I don't know if I should keep recording this or not. "Are you okay?" I'm really starting to freak out now. But so is Aaron. His breathing gets louder and the air temperature suddenly drops even more. "Oh jeez Lia sorry," he says with panic in his voice. "It's okay. We're going to be okay!" I say getting nervous. Aaron was totally getting possessed or something. He starts to tremble. "Aaron?" I say cautiously. Then he collapses. I scream and check his pulse with my left hand. He was alive. "Guys!" I scream. "Nick! Zak! Bailee! Help!"