Splintered Hearts

Time to hit the road.

Spirits...

Like actual spirits, not the alcoholic type either! Although I could probably do with a drink.

The last thing I needed was alcohol, as much as I hated the idea. But I had the tolerance of a mouse when I drank.. I had two glasses of champagne at a friends wedding, it was also the night I was sick and went home soaking wet singing 'Under the sea' from The Little Mermaid after trying to swim in a water fountain..

I made those wedding photos...

But no. I'm talking about spirits, not Casper the Friendly Ghost... I'm talking about I'll follow you home and live off your energy ghost. I'll throw rocks or move your keys kinda ghosts.

AND DEMONS!

Actual demons! I wasn't prepared for this, I mean.. Do I go and buy every boxset of Supernatural and binge watch the entire series so that if by chance I'm cornered I can defend myself?! Am I suppose to carry holy water and salt now?!

I'm going to hyperventilate! I'- No I'm hyperventilating now!!

I raced across the lounge and found a paper bag, sitting down I began breathing into it heavily whilst shutting my mind down to stop myself getting worse...

Demons... Friggin' Demons.

My first day went some what spiffing! Pretty sure that my boss, Zak 'I'm a miserable shit' Bagans hated the air I breathed. And all because the channel refused to take his side, I was keeping my job and it was rubbing him sore. I didn't even want to recount on what he said when he found out that I had no idea what Ghost Adventures actually was!

Sure it was a show but I never realised how popular and how big of a fan base it had, not until I was left on my own with a computer..

But! There was good news.. I GOT MY OWN OFFICE!!

Although Zak had a paddy and claimed I wouldn't be there long enough, Aaron and Billy helped me set up the computer and sorted me codes and keys to the office block. Something Zak should have done but he was sulking.

After everything was settled up, I spent an hour with Zak's dog Gracie who is a total babe. Dogs are clearly nothing like their owners... He was an ass and she was a sweetie!

I had one piece of advice from my adorable new boss, 'You better do your homework on what we do as a crew. I'm not having slackers and I can't stand people who are lazy..'

I'm guessing tiredness effects his manners, it was that or he was having a man period. Either way I wouldn't be singing his tune for a while, I'd simply get in and get my job done without breaking too many eggs on the way.

My phone pinged from across the room making me rise up and head over to get it. Seeing the notification of a message I swiped across to open it.

Aaron: Make sure you pack black unlabelled clothes for work, we will come by early. Around 11am.

He calls that early? I smiled and replied back that I would be ready for my first location with the crew.

It seems as though decorating my office to how I would like would have to wait, tomorrow we were heading to Sacramento California. Only we weren't carpooling, we were Rv-ing. 8 Hours in a tin can with the most charming man in Vegas? What could possibly go wrong?!

Having settled my hyperventilating moment I headed upstairs and found a holdall in the bottom of my wardrobe. Pulling it out I placed it on the bed before opening the doors of my wardrobe and taking a good look inside.

Black clothes were not a problem, hell I had a half a wardrobe full of black clothes. I wasn't a goth or emo, but black worked with any colour and being a photographer, I could look professional as well as casual.