Angel of Light (A Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter 129: "Help Me!"

Chapter 129: "Help Me!"

After following Alan's apparition for around ten minutes, it suddenly dawned on me that this might not be the best idea.

I no longer had any idea of where I was in terms of the location of the mansion, and I had no way of contacting the guys. It also had started to snow, but thankfully it wasn't too heavy. I had started to think that maybe this apparition was actually Herb, trying to lure me to some form of danger. The only comforting thought I had to counter that idea was that Herb had supposedly only killed men.

I stopped walking after not having seen Alan's apparition for a minute or so, and looked all around me.

Nothing but trees and darkness.

"Alan, where are you?" I asked, constantly looking around me.

"...I'm here..." Alan's voice emitted from the Spirit Box

Great, I thought.

The only thing I could figure was that Alan could no longer show himself, but was still nearby to communicate with me.

"I can't see you anymore, where do you want me to go?" I asked, despite the nagging thought that I should follow my footprints – before they were filled in by the falling snow - back to the mansion.

"...straight..." Alan's voice came through the Spirit Box.

I looked straight ahead and debated with myself on whether to continue or head back, I decided to continue following Alan for a bit longer. So, once I made sure I was heading straight by using my footprints as a reference to where I had come from, I began walking again.

As I walked, I kept my eye on the viewfinder of my camera, as the night vision was my only guide to discern what was in front of me. However, I noticed that the battery was draining faster than normal, and wondered if Alan was using it's energy.

I still had my small flashlight on me, but I had kept enough of my sense to tell myself to save it until absolutely necessary. I also still had the Spirit Box going, as it was my only way of hearing Alan's voice, but I began to worry that it's battery life may not last much longer either.

If Billy had contacted Zak to tell him what I had done, I could easily imagine the fit Zak was probably throwing back at the mansion right now.

As I continued walking, I decided to try to obtain some form of comfort that I was following an innocent victim, and not Herb himself.

"Alan, what are you?" I asked.

"...I'm dead..." Alan's voice replied, with a tone of sadness.

I found myself feeling bad for doubting him, and for hearing this Alan acknowledging that he knew he was dead, but knew I had to keep my guard up.

"Who killed you?" I asked, as I continued walking.

"...Herb did it..." Alan's voice answered.

Okay...that helps, a little...I thought.

If Alan was really a victim of Herb's, than his answer was truthful. But it was also known that Herb had killed himself...so in a way, Alan's answer could go both ways.

Suddenly, I saw Alan's apparition appear a few feet in front of me – still only from the waist up.

I stopped in my tracks and focused my camera on Alan, but yet again, he wasn't appearing on camera.

Damn it!

I saw Alan's mouth move, but heard nothing. From what I could discern, it looked like he had said two or three words.