A Ghosts story

Silly boys

A young man In a gray hoodie whistles and happy strides as he goes down the sidewalk. He spots a gorgeous woman walking up towards him. He stops and waves to the woman but she ignores him and walks right through him. He sighs as he stares at the mostly Invisible border that is just a few feet in front of him. He places his hand on the border but quickly takes it back when it starts to sting.

"Stupid border." He frowns as he rubs his hand.

He sits on the half wall and watches as colors of blurs speed past him. And what really caught his eye is a dark gray SUV slowing down and turning into the parking lot of his home building.

"A visitor?" He questions before he jumps down and jogs towards the front of the buildings. He peeks around the corner to see two men step out of the car and one of them had a huge camera on hair shoulder.

"Where's the owner?" The one without the camera says to his friend.

"He said he would be here at three." The camera guy replies as he looks at his watch.

"Never Mind, he's right there." The other man points out as Jay's car pulls up.

"Jay, it's nice to meet you, the name is Derrick." The man says as Jay gets out of his car.

"Well welcome Derrick to my mansion," Jay says as he shakes his hand back.

"And your name?" Jay asks that camera guy.

"Arnold."

"Alright, well you two ready?" Jay asks as he pulls out his keys.

"Always," Derrick says with a huge smile.

Jay unlocks the doors and ushers them both inside. I follow and look through the dirtied glass to see Jay showing then around the house. I step through to the wall and listen as he tells the history of each room.

Once he gets to the stairs I start to get more nervous. I could see the demonic thing's energy radiating off of the stairs that lead downstairs.

"Whats in the basement?" Derrick asks as he looks excitedly downstairs.

"Something dark," Jay responds as he takes a step upstairs.

"Honestly why do malevolent spirits hide in the basement?" Arnold asks.

"So they can drag you to hell," I answer but of course they don't hear me and just follow Jay upstairs.

"So I heard this is where a murdering happened," Derrick says as they reach the top floor.

"Yes, a mass Murdering. The owner of this house back in the 1850s was having a party. But one of the people attending the party pissed off a criminal gang leader causing him to come and kill everyone within the room."

"Interesting. Do you know who pissed off the leader?" Derrick asks

"Yes, a younger fellow named Nathan Ovsersi. "

I shiver as he says my name and as I get flashbacks of what happened that night.

I shake it off and jog after them making quiet sounds as I get closer.

"Did you hear that?" Derrick asks as he turns around and looks in my direction. I stop mid-step and watch as his eyes scan around the hallway I am frozen in.

"It sounded like footsteps," Arnold comments as he faces the camera towards Derrick.

"Do you mind?" Derrick asks Jay as he grabs out a small device.

"No, please, go ahead," Jay says.

Derrick turns on the device and starts slowly sweeping it around the room.