"I thought your name was Nicole! In the file it's 'Nikkita Victorae Garcia'!" I grinned, whatever her name was, it was nice to see a familiar face.
"Nicole is shorter." She waved a hand dismissively. "And don't poke fun at MY name, Clara Rosett Orithion. " Oh crud. I hated my surname. And my middle name. Rosett is just...GAH!
"Forget it." I muttered to Nicole's amusement. We both turned and looked expectantly at our respective spirit guides. Cel was talking to Rachel. Upon sensing our gazes, they turned to face us.
"We'll split up and check out the crime scenes." Rachel instructed. I smiled, noticing the American accent in her voice. I had always found Americans badass.
Then Cel did something unexpected. She grabbed my arm and did the teleporting thing again, but this time I found myself in the waiting room.
Reading my thoughts, Cel sensed my confusion and informed me: "We need to check out of the spiritual realm. So, Megan time!"
Oh. Well, that would explain an awful lot. I sighed, the waiting room drove me crazy. It was basically like standing in a vaccum. The silence was so loud...
'SCREEECH!!' That was actually very fast compared to last time, though the bell sound hasn't changed at all, unfortunately. It was still as horrendous as before. This time I didn't need Cel to guide me, I just walked through the door which had materialized a few seconds later. Which turned out to be a horrible mistake.
"Nombre de dios!" I cursed, remembering Nicole's Spanish swearing from just now.
"Idiota tonto imbecil!" Hey, Cel could swear in Spanish too! I made a mental note to ask Nicole what that meant later. She dragged me out of the door and shook me. Like. really hard. Oh great cookie, please save me, an angry spirit guide dude is after me and she has who knows what powers! She'll annihilate me!
"You have to let a spirit guide go first! Or else you'll be teleported straight to the dungeons!" She scolded. I was still shaken by the sight of the sharp, gleaming blade of an axe rushing towards my head that i barely heard her. The memory filled my mind and I didn't even realize that Cel had pushed me through the door and into the courtroom. When I next blinked, Megan's face was peering at mine and Cel had a protective hand on my shoulder.

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Ousting psychopath killers 101
Fiksi RemajaWhen Clara's mom leaves her alone at home for 2 weeks, the last thing she expected to do was die. And now she's an angry ghost looking to catch the killer with the help of her spirit guide, Cel. But she learns to trust no one as her quest for reveng...