~December~

Demons of Fire, tour guides of earth and a very confused Ryan

A/n: originally I was gonna write something else about Narnia...but I decided...NAAAAHHHH. I'll do it tomorrow. All these ghost stories I have heard from my dad who heard them from the butler. Also for your benefit I will not do the summary, cast or tags. This is based on a book on Ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/16513736/chapters/38679401

Song: Goner, Twnty One Pilots 

Third person pov.

Ryan ran til he reached an open grass space with a single tree and a bench. He sat down on the bench and began silently crying. "Stupid, stupid, stupid...its just a dream...it has to be a dream..."

"Yo man are you ok?" Ryan looks up at a girl with black eyeshadow, strawberry blonde hair in a black jacket, black shirt, jeans and boots. In her chest is a name tag. Jay Mountfid. "Dude?"

"Yeah..I'm fine..." Ryan wipes his eyes. 

"No your not mate. Your crying under my favourite tree next to a fox den that no one knows about. Your body language is indicating you ran away. So...relationship or family?" She asks. 

"H-how?" 

"I have Autism and severe anxiety. I've picked up a lot from therapists." She slides onto the seat next to him. 

"Your the tour guide from before." Ryan says. "You kept going on about every little detail."

"Yeah...I tend to do that. Your lucky its an open day mate. Even though I know you were coming tonight Ryan Bergara." Ryan looks at her confused. "I'm the head Gardners daughter and I scored a part time job as Sharmayne, the event organisers, assistant." She smiles. "I watch Buzzfeed unsolved a lot. So I knew you were coming for tonight. Thats why shooter let you in, in your car."

"Who?"

"The security guard. Shooter." She says casually. "C'mon Mr Bergara, I know what'll cheer you up! Zooper doopers and a ghost tour!"

~o0O0o~

Zooper doopers, it turned out, are ice lollies or popsicles that Jay's dad and the other Gardner kept in the fridge in their tiny two roomed office. There's two desks, a small kitchen a bunch of chairs and smells like death. Jay had explained that her dad kept finding dead possums around the gardens, ripped apart by foxes, and he kept them the the second room to depose of them later. It also smelt strongly of coffee and dirt. "So Mr Bergara,"

"Ryan." Ryan smiles. 

"Ryan." She nods. "Want that ghost tour?" She asks. Ryan smirks.

"You watch the show, you know I do."

~o0O0o~

"Ok so I heard all these stories from my dad, who heard it from the butler who's heard it from others." Jay says, leading Ryan to the jail memorial rock. "So this is the first Adelaide goal. Apparently there was only one death. Its assumed of illness." She says in a parody of Ryan's theory voice. "It closed down when the old Adelaide gaol, next to Bonython park, was built. Its said that the cries of prisoners are often heard. Since the new fence," She gestures to a metal bar fence. "Was built people have reported hearing bangs. An apparition of a prisoner is occasionally seen, suspected to be the one guy that died. Personally my dads worked here for ten years and hasn't seen shit." She breaks off the theory voice and laughs. Ryan rolls his eyes.

"So your a skeptic?"

"Ish." She says. "I believe in spirits, beings who have died who can come back and watch over us. Become our guardian angels." Ryan smiles, forgetting what Shane had revealed to him earlier. This young girl was sweet, nice and funny and wasn't lying to him about a part of herself apparently.