Unanswered Questions (A Ghost Hunt one-shot)

Unanswered Questions (A Ghost Hunt one-shot)

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They were ready to leave. The van was ready, the bags were packed. They had stopped at the lake one last time before finally going, but something was missing. Noll decided to disappear in the endless forest, completely alone, with no phone or any way of contact. The first one finding him, sees something she never wanted to see. She wanted to see him smile -and she did, one time- but she couldn't ask for it that moment. She didn't smile... why would he? They talked and she could understand. Truth to be said: she never had a clue. It was cruel to ask him to smile, when she herself was crying. "You must never forget your past, not even try, no matter how painful it is. It was the pain you lived that made you the way you are now." Alright! I was dying from boredom so I decided to write this. Obviously Naru-centric, who else would it be. I don't own Ghost Hunt or any of its characters! Wish I did... Hope you enjoy!
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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