Shifting Murder

Day 1: Man from above

October 28th, 2018
7:25 p.m.

(sounds of thunder echoes throughout the sky)

Mike:(standing in the dark corner) Okay guys uhhh our next project Halloween-York it's one of the most haunted hotels in New York so it should get pretty rough. With that said, we should go over our checklist. Make sure were prepared and have everything we need.

Jeremiah: Got it.

Mike: Protection Vest?

Kimmy: Check.

Mike: Tape recorders, extra batteries, and lights?

Joey: Double check, ready to go.

Mike: Nice.

Taylor: Both sets? Or just the two? Because we all know what happened last outing.

Jeremiah: Okay for the record, that was totally the dead guys fault.

Kimmy: Yeah, blame it on the dead.

Jeremiah: Its true!

Joey: i'm pretty sure we're forgetting the emf radar.

Mike: You're right.

Jeremiah: Also can we not forget the Vixen pads!

Joey: Dude, we stop using those months ago. They're such a rookie need. Why are you still relying on them?

Jeremiah: Well i'm sorry for not wanting to get hurt Joey. You know not all of us are star quarterbacks.

Mike: Okay Joey relax, give him a break...

Jeremiah: Thank you!

Mike: Kimmy dont forget to pack Jeremiah's bottle and extra diapers

Jeremiah: Dude?!

Kimmy: Got it.

(everyone laughs hysterically)

Jeremiah: You know one of these days i'm going to...

(A loud thundering sound cracks through the room as if lightning just hit the floor where they were standing on, Behind Mike stood a bright figure. With looks that neither have ever seen before. Bright as the sun. Tall with broad shoulders, blonde hair that resembled stings of gold, and eyes as blue as the morning skies.)

Taylor: OMG Jesus Christ!

Gabriel: No, Im Gabriel. Messenger of the...

Everyone: Ahhhhhh!!!!!

(The group takes of running, looking for a place to hide, yet every room Gabriel seems to appear in as if he was pure smoke)

Mike: Go! Go! Go!

Jeremiah: Bad Idea! Bad Idea! Bad Idea!

Taylor: The Office room, go there!

Mike: Are you kidding me, my dad will kill me if we step foot in there!

Joey: Well by the looks of it were about to die either way!

Kimmy: The Basement, your cellar!

Mike: Right, let's go!

(As they made their way into the dark basement, they scrambled to come up with a plan, thinking they were safe... so they thought.)

Jeremiah: Okay, so what now?

Mike: We pray...

Joey: Seriously that's your plan. You wimp?!