Demons without Desire

Has Jack shown pity?

Truth be told I didn't want to leave Zak's side after he gave me a cuddle, it's as if he had passed on some telepathic worry as I left the room but I had to show him I was ready. I had to prove myself to him, the channel and to myself.

I was ready... I can do this.

Stepping away from the bookcase door, I set off around the building familiarising myself with the rooms and furniture, the last thing I wanted to do was walk into that tonight.

Every room I stepped in, I found the camera before panning around and heading back out. I hoped I'd catch some visual evidence first, maybe some orbs of light. Just a nice easy thing to get me started before I hit the big time and try to get a figure mapped in on the Kinect cam.

Slow wins the race right?

I pulled out a spirit box but felt a little disheartened to find my body trembling, I was afraid, but I had hoped that they wouldn't see it.

No doubt HawkBoy Zak had seen the shaky hands. 

I raised my hand again and went to turn on the spirit box when I heard ticking. I waited and sure enough it continued leading me off and put the room to find it.

The place had been silent for something to start ticking....

After I had gone around the area in which I could hear it. I paused in a doorway and waited, as it continued I lifted the camera up and noticed the clock above my head.

"There you are." I whispered filming it. After a few seconds I stopped the pendulum resulting in the ticking to stop, after a little investigation of the clock I showed that the pendulum had to be pushed before the ticking would begin, it wasn't something that would happen by itself.

Walking down the corridor I figured it would be best to try a spirit box session, with it in my hand I flicked it on and held it out.

"My names Kaylee.. Can you tell me your name?!" I called out.

The static bounced off the walls as I slowly made my way past each door waiting for a voice when one came through.

"Zak"

"Bagans."

I looked at the spirit box before looking at the camera, it had clearly picked Zak out.

"What do you want with him?"

"Leave it."

"Leave what? Leave the conversation or leave the building alone? What do you want from him?!"

The static came back and I didn't receive another word. Sighing I left it running whist I entered the dolls room.

I hated this damn place and for a man who was scared of dolls.. Why he had a room full of them I'll never know!

"Do you want to say anything?" I asked holding out the SB7. Going over each doll I got nothing until I approached one in the corner where a hiss came through making me jump back.

"Woah!" My heart hammered my ribcage as I tried to steady myself, once it calmed down I tried again.

"Hello."

"Did you guys hear that?! It said hello!" I called to the camera hoping Zak was watching this!

"Hello, what's your name?"

"Play with me"

"Tell me what you want to do? Where do you want to go?"

"England."

I shot a look towards the night vision camera, hoping Zak was really listening now.

"What's in England for you?" I asked. I waited but didn't get a further response and moved on to the other dolls.

"Where is this doll from?" I asked looking at the one in a case.

"Villisca"

"That's right! This doll is from the Villisca axe murder house.." I spoke giving people an idea of what Villisca was. Zak had been given a doll from the owners whilst he was there for his collection, now it was on display and gave the most eeriest feeling in the world.

After twenty minutes of trying to get another voice I gave up and headed reception where all the camera equipment was laid out. I changed from normal night vision to the Kinect camera and set off again.

"I want you to stand in front of me, stand in front of my camera and I'll be able to see you." I said walking slowly down the corridor.

I panned the camera in each room but didn't find any figures, I sighed and went into Jack Kevorkian's office. Seeing a bed I jumped up onto it and laid there looking at the ceiling.

"Mr Kevorkian, are any of your patients here tonight? Are you here tonight? I need some help." I went to turn on the SB7 spirit box when Zak came through on the walkie talkie telling me to be careful. I pulled it off and switched it down before placing it on the floor beside the doctors bed.

"Mr Kevorkian.. Can I call you Jack? Jack what is the criteria for you to take someone's life? Do they have to be really really sick? Or did you show pity to people and help them along?"

"Kaylee stop." Zak called trough the walkie.

I hissed feeling a sharp pain in my arm, I grabbed it and gave it a rub before turning my attention back at the ceiling.

"I think I might stay here tonight and sleep. That be okay Jack?" I asked out loud.

I hoped so as reruns part of my body began to feel like a ton weight. It started at my feet and slowly progressed through my body until landing on my chest, uncomfortable I pulled myself up and looked around the room.

"Have you injected me Jack?" I asked trying to hold the spirit box out, my arm dropped it sending the room into silence as I sat there swaying on the end of the bed.

"Kaylee. Kaylee come in." Zak called over the radio.

My eyes began to roll back as images and memories of Zak filled my mind. I could hear his voice, see his smile and even smell his cologne. But I missed his touch. I wanted to feel his tou- ....