"SPECTOR DETECTORS!?!" Jackson yelled at his partners, Stephen and Chris. "That makes us sound like some random people who don't know what they are doing, off searching for ghosts!"
"That is exactly what we are Jack..." Chris said as he worked on the night vision cameras.
"Well people don't need to exactly know that!"
Stephen just cursed under his breath and tried not to give Jackson anything else to yell about. Here they were, just two days before they were supposed to go to the Toronto Home for the Criminally insane, an abandoned and reportedly haunted asylum, and Jackson thought it was a good idea to yell about the name of the group.
Chris sighed then stood and shoved Jackson into a chair.
"Hey what the hell!?"
"Shut up Jack... If the place we are going is as bad as folks claim then a group name is the least of our worries. So stop freaking out."
Jackson sat, staring and dumbfounded, at his irritated friend. He hung his head then ran his fingers through messy auburn hair.
"Yeah dude. You're right. I should be more focused on the investigation. I'm sorry guys. I'm just really stressed out."
Stephen was suddenly behind Jackson then put a hand on Jackson's shoulder. Stephen gave him a half smile and Jack smiled back.
"Soooo... Anyone else a little scared?" Jackson said half jokingly.
Stephen and Chris looked at each other then started laughing. Jackson shook his head then started laughing as well.
"Come on fradey cat. Lets go get the car packed up and get outta here.
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Paranormal"I'm dead. Im crazy. I'm going to kill you." Jackson turned to the cameras and his two friends holding them. "We need to get outta here Jack." Chris mumbled. Stephen nodded but Jackson just gave a frightening grin. "There is no esacpe now."
