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<blockquote data-quote="johndaw16" data-source="post: 2109368" data-attributes="member: 12033"><p><strong>Ghosts of the Past: Episode I...Good Morning, Sunshine.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Sunday, Oct. 1st</strong></p><p></p><p>The house smelled like bacon and fresh brewed coffee. The kitchen curtains were drawn and mid-morning sun warmed the air. Bowls and spoons clattered, Amber happily slurped her OJ from her favorite Ghostbusters mug. </p><p></p><p>This idyllic domestic scene was however lost upon the likes of Rich, Jessica, Mer, and Po. They sat tightly huddled together, bent over something unseen upon the kitchen table. </p><p></p><p>Po passed the letter around to her friends, letting them each read it in turn. The letter (and the term’s application to this particular piece of paper is rather generous) circled the small group. It really was no more than a faded piece of legal pad paper, hurriedly torn from its bindings, stained from Doritos, missing a large corner, and crumpled from being stuffed into a pocket. She explained as they read, “Ander’s gave it to me this morning when I woke up, he found it wedged in the front gate.” </p><p></p><p>“I thought Rich and his uh…antics with his shotgun scarred this kid off? What’s he doing back?” Mer sat up and gave a jaw popping yawn, trying to summon up some sort of interest this <em>early</em> in the morning. </p><p></p><p>“I don’t know he seems to be asking us for some sort of help with his friend. But I don’t know what he expects us to do about it.” Jessica passed the letter on with a look that said her morning was ruined.</p><p></p><p>Po gave everyone seated a concerned look. “Well he seems to know something. And Rich, when you put this and your dream together it looks like there’s something going on.” </p><p></p><p>Jessica and Mer echoed one another, “What <strong>dream</strong> Rich?!?!” </p><p></p><p>Rich shrugged and handed the Sunday Daily Press towards the two ladies. “It was last night, in the middle of my…<em>normal</em> dreams; I got a visit…a visit from Dantalion.” Mer’s breath caught in a hiss, and Jessica’s coffee cup hit its saucer loudly, they both looked at Rich in surprise. “He said he left me a present in the morning paper today, Po and I read through it and the only thing we can find is this headline about Hilton Elementary. Sorry, I forgot to tell you guys when AJ’s letter came up.” </p><p></p><p>It took Jessica and Mer moments to skim the article and get the gist of what was happening. </p><p></p><p style="margin-left: 20px"><strong>Unknown Disturbances Close Local School</strong></p> <p style="margin-left: 20px">Newport News</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"></p> <p style="margin-left: 20px">Early morning church- goers were given an unpleasant surprise as they drove down River Rd. and by Hilton Elementary today. This small local elementary school is now the site of Newport News’ oddest unexplainable phenomenon. Early this morning books, chairs, desks, and whole lunch tables created a frightening racket as they crashed through windows and against school doors. Flashing lights and a flooded basement persist in defiance of city officials terminating power and water service. However, the most disturbing sight greeted locals at dawn, with the macabre sight of a young black man being hung on the school’s front steps. City officials assured residents that everything was under control, and that closing the school was to facilitate a proper cleanup. Local churches generously offered their facilities to accommodate the displaced…</p><p></p><p>The article continued on to recount the local urban legends surrounding the school. And true to the Daily Press’s questionable and sensationalist reporting, claimed on good authority that the disturbances were all the result of unruly ghosts. </p><p></p><p>“C’mon do you really believe all that bull**** in that letter? He’s just watched too much X-Files and Buffy.” Mer couldn’t believe they were actually bothering with this nonsense at this hour. She was rapidly losing her patience. </p><p></p><p>“Well it can’t hurt anything to just give him a call guys.” Po picked up the letter, looking at AJ’s hastily scrawled cell phone number at the bottom. </p><p></p><p>With minimal further debate, everyone agreed to give AJ a call. Reluctantly Jessica dialed the number, waiting through a half dozen rings before someone picked up. As Jessica spoke her expression went from confusion to concern. After a brief conversation she handed the phone to Rich. </p><p></p><p>“He wants to speak to <strong>you</strong>.” </p><p></p><p>“What’s the matter Jessica?” Rich gingerly took the cell phone, as if it were an adder ready to strike.</p><p> </p><p>“I think it’s Dantalion on the line.” </p><p></p><p>Rich put the phone to his ear with a grim look of determination. “Hello?” </p><p></p><p>“Good morning Rich.” A silky smooth almost sultry voice answered Rich. “How are you, did you sleep well last night? Pleasant dreams maybe?” </p><p></p><p>“What do you want? Where’s AJ?”</p><p></p><p>“Ahhh...AJ is unavailable right now. I just love to hear your voice in the morning Rich that’s all. I don’t <em>want </em> anything.”</p><p></p><p>Rich laughed out loud, almost insanely. “What? You like to hear my voice in the morning? You're crazy you think I have anything to say to you. Goodbye.” </p><p></p><p>“Goodbye, Rich.” </p><p></p><p><strong>CLICK</strong></p><p></p><p>“So AJ's done for, Dantalion has him for sure if he’s answering his cell phone.” Rich dropped the phone in disgust. </p><p></p><p>“I wish he had talked to me more, I coulda thrown him off or something. Told him that we weren’t going to help AJ.” </p><p></p><p>“What do we do now?” Mer asked. “I don’t want anything to do with that demon anymore. Like we all said before this really doesn’t involve any of us.” </p><p></p><p>“We can stick our heads up our a**es again.” Rich ruefully suggested.</p><p></p><p>“And we all saw how well that worked out last time.” Po scowled at everyone else. “We have to do something; we can’t just leave AJ or anyone with Dantalion we all know what he’ll do.” </p><p></p><p>“We know that Po. God only knows what he’s done. I’m sure he’s already dead and disemboweled with his intestines tying him to a cross or something.” Rich surprised everyone, even himself with the vehemence in his voice. He paused to collect himself. “I’m…sorry Po. I’m just getting tired of everything Dantalion’s done.”</p><p></p><p>“Can’t you do something to him Rich, with your magic? Put him in some sorta demon box.” Jessica looked hopeful. </p><p></p><p>“Hell half the time I can’t throw a fireball when I want to, how am I gonna put a demon in a box?” </p><p> </p><p>“Where do we start then?” Mer sighed. </p><p></p><p>“We got to find out where he’s at. Williamsburg and the counties are pretty damn big.” Po scanned the letter again looking for anything that’d help them. “We know he has that comic shop maybe someone will know more there. We should look up who the hell the VaGHRS are and the Red Herring too." </p><p> </p><p>Shortly they had all piled into one of the house cars, planning to visit Main Street Library and maybe see just how bad things were at Hilton Elementary...</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>***So that took longer than I expected, writing up a relatively mundane bit of the story like that takes me a long time. The Red Herring is a e-zine that AJ runs in addition to his comic shop, its all about the occult, paranormal, conspiracy theories, and aliens. The VaGHRS stands for the Virginia Ghosts and Hauntings Research Society, and it actually exists but under a new name now. I attached two pictures of Hilton Elementary to the post. One is of the front facade of the building as seen from River Rd. the other is just a picture of one of the schools hallways. The urban legends about the school really are pretty ridiculous but the basement is really supposedly haunted. There should be more posts coming shortly, and I've got another session tonight. Later. </p><p></p><p>John</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="johndaw16, post: 2109368, member: 12033"] [b]Ghosts of the Past: Episode I...Good Morning, Sunshine.[/b] [B]Sunday, Oct. 1st[/B] The house smelled like bacon and fresh brewed coffee. The kitchen curtains were drawn and mid-morning sun warmed the air. Bowls and spoons clattered, Amber happily slurped her OJ from her favorite Ghostbusters mug. This idyllic domestic scene was however lost upon the likes of Rich, Jessica, Mer, and Po. They sat tightly huddled together, bent over something unseen upon the kitchen table. Po passed the letter around to her friends, letting them each read it in turn. The letter (and the term’s application to this particular piece of paper is rather generous) circled the small group. It really was no more than a faded piece of legal pad paper, hurriedly torn from its bindings, stained from Doritos, missing a large corner, and crumpled from being stuffed into a pocket. She explained as they read, “Ander’s gave it to me this morning when I woke up, he found it wedged in the front gate.” “I thought Rich and his uh…antics with his shotgun scarred this kid off? What’s he doing back?” Mer sat up and gave a jaw popping yawn, trying to summon up some sort of interest this [I]early[/I] in the morning. “I don’t know he seems to be asking us for some sort of help with his friend. But I don’t know what he expects us to do about it.” Jessica passed the letter on with a look that said her morning was ruined. Po gave everyone seated a concerned look. “Well he seems to know something. And Rich, when you put this and your dream together it looks like there’s something going on.” Jessica and Mer echoed one another, “What [B]dream[/B] Rich?!?!” Rich shrugged and handed the Sunday Daily Press towards the two ladies. “It was last night, in the middle of my…[I]normal[/I] dreams; I got a visit…a visit from Dantalion.” Mer’s breath caught in a hiss, and Jessica’s coffee cup hit its saucer loudly, they both looked at Rich in surprise. “He said he left me a present in the morning paper today, Po and I read through it and the only thing we can find is this headline about Hilton Elementary. Sorry, I forgot to tell you guys when AJ’s letter came up.” It took Jessica and Mer moments to skim the article and get the gist of what was happening. [INDENT][B]Unknown Disturbances Close Local School[/B] Newport News Early morning church- goers were given an unpleasant surprise as they drove down River Rd. and by Hilton Elementary today. This small local elementary school is now the site of Newport News’ oddest unexplainable phenomenon. Early this morning books, chairs, desks, and whole lunch tables created a frightening racket as they crashed through windows and against school doors. Flashing lights and a flooded basement persist in defiance of city officials terminating power and water service. However, the most disturbing sight greeted locals at dawn, with the macabre sight of a young black man being hung on the school’s front steps. City officials assured residents that everything was under control, and that closing the school was to facilitate a proper cleanup. Local churches generously offered their facilities to accommodate the displaced…[/INDENT] The article continued on to recount the local urban legends surrounding the school. And true to the Daily Press’s questionable and sensationalist reporting, claimed on good authority that the disturbances were all the result of unruly ghosts. “C’mon do you really believe all that bull**** in that letter? He’s just watched too much X-Files and Buffy.” Mer couldn’t believe they were actually bothering with this nonsense at this hour. She was rapidly losing her patience. “Well it can’t hurt anything to just give him a call guys.” Po picked up the letter, looking at AJ’s hastily scrawled cell phone number at the bottom. With minimal further debate, everyone agreed to give AJ a call. Reluctantly Jessica dialed the number, waiting through a half dozen rings before someone picked up. As Jessica spoke her expression went from confusion to concern. After a brief conversation she handed the phone to Rich. “He wants to speak to [B]you[/B].” “What’s the matter Jessica?” Rich gingerly took the cell phone, as if it were an adder ready to strike. “I think it’s Dantalion on the line.” Rich put the phone to his ear with a grim look of determination. “Hello?” “Good morning Rich.” A silky smooth almost sultry voice answered Rich. “How are you, did you sleep well last night? Pleasant dreams maybe?” “What do you want? Where’s AJ?” “Ahhh...AJ is unavailable right now. I just love to hear your voice in the morning Rich that’s all. I don’t [I]want [/I] anything.” Rich laughed out loud, almost insanely. “What? You like to hear my voice in the morning? You're crazy you think I have anything to say to you. Goodbye.” “Goodbye, Rich.” [B]CLICK[/B] “So AJ's done for, Dantalion has him for sure if he’s answering his cell phone.” Rich dropped the phone in disgust. “I wish he had talked to me more, I coulda thrown him off or something. Told him that we weren’t going to help AJ.” “What do we do now?” Mer asked. “I don’t want anything to do with that demon anymore. Like we all said before this really doesn’t involve any of us.” “We can stick our heads up our a**es again.” Rich ruefully suggested. “And we all saw how well that worked out last time.” Po scowled at everyone else. “We have to do something; we can’t just leave AJ or anyone with Dantalion we all know what he’ll do.” “We know that Po. God only knows what he’s done. I’m sure he’s already dead and disemboweled with his intestines tying him to a cross or something.” Rich surprised everyone, even himself with the vehemence in his voice. He paused to collect himself. “I’m…sorry Po. I’m just getting tired of everything Dantalion’s done.” “Can’t you do something to him Rich, with your magic? Put him in some sorta demon box.” Jessica looked hopeful. “Hell half the time I can’t throw a fireball when I want to, how am I gonna put a demon in a box?” “Where do we start then?” Mer sighed. “We got to find out where he’s at. Williamsburg and the counties are pretty damn big.” Po scanned the letter again looking for anything that’d help them. “We know he has that comic shop maybe someone will know more there. We should look up who the hell the VaGHRS are and the Red Herring too." Shortly they had all piled into one of the house cars, planning to visit Main Street Library and maybe see just how bad things were at Hilton Elementary... ***So that took longer than I expected, writing up a relatively mundane bit of the story like that takes me a long time. The Red Herring is a e-zine that AJ runs in addition to his comic shop, its all about the occult, paranormal, conspiracy theories, and aliens. The VaGHRS stands for the Virginia Ghosts and Hauntings Research Society, and it actually exists but under a new name now. I attached two pictures of Hilton Elementary to the post. One is of the front facade of the building as seen from River Rd. the other is just a picture of one of the schools hallways. The urban legends about the school really are pretty ridiculous but the basement is really supposedly haunted. There should be more posts coming shortly, and I've got another session tonight. Later. John [/QUOTE]
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