Reckless and Brave

LXX. A Well Respected Man (Part II)

Sam and Holly walked over and Dean continued, "These guys are genius. Check it out."

"Instructional videos." Sam noted.

Dean pulled up a video on the Ghostfacers website. Ed and Harry were wearing white lab coats.

"We know why you're watching." Ed said.

Harry nodded. "You've got a problem."

"A ghost problem."

"A ghost-related problem. A ghost-it's like a ghost-adjacent pr-it's like a problem that's-and the ghost is-"

"Whatever. You've come to the right place. The only decent place, really, because the Ghostfacers know how to solve it."

"Period."

"Watch and learn."

"See, the first step in any supernatural fight..."

Together, they said, "Figure out what you're up against."

Dean looked at Sam and Holly. Sam had an article open about the death of Sandover's founder. "That's him." Dean confirmed. "That's the ghost."

"P.T. Sandover." Sam said. "Died 1916. Devoted his life to his work. No wife, no kids."

Holly read through the text. ""Office 1444 was considered to be the center of the company's operations, with Sandover himself overseeing all details of any construction project the company undertook. Considered to be a difficult person to work for, P.T. Sandover had an exceptionally high standard of quality, often marching onto construction sites and halting all work until he personally inspected each aspect of the structure. Aiming for perfection is perhaps why the Sandover legacy is so impressive, dominating the industry with the scale and scope of its projects." So he was with the company, and I guess his very blood pumped through the building."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Wow, okay. So, slight workaholic. Maybe he's still here, you know, watching over the company, even killing for it."

Sam spoke up. "Plus, turns out this isn't the first time people started killing themselves in the building. 1929."

"Yeah, but lots of guys jumped off lots of high rises that year."

Holly met his eyes. "Tell me this, then. How many companies had seventeen suicides?"

"Phew. Okay, so P.T. Sandover, protector of the company. His ghost wakes up and becomes active during times of grave economic distress."

Sam shrugged. "Well, I mean, the worst time we've seen since the Great Depression--"

"Is now." Dean and Holly finished.

Dean frowned. "Yeah, now sucks. My portflio's in the sewer. I don't even wanna talk about it."

Sam thought for a moment. "So Sandover's helping the bottom line-"

"By zapping some model employees."

"Yeah. I mean, Ian and Paul. It was like he turned them into different people."

"Perfect worker bees, exactly. So devoted to the company that they would commit hara-kiri if they failed it."

"One more interesting fact. The building wasn't always that high. Used to be fourteen floors. And the room where the ghost attacked, fourteen forty-four? Once upon a time, that was the old man's office."

"The plot thickens." Holly said, frowning at her words. They sounded weirdly familiar, but she couldn't figure out why.

Dean resumed the Ghostfacers video.