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<blockquote data-quote="johndaw16" data-source="post: 2647187" data-attributes="member: 12033"><p><strong>Ghosts of the Past: Episode II Toe-Tapping Tourist Town 2</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Sunday, Oct. 1st...5:56 PM</strong> </p><p></p><p>The group easily slipped unnoticed out of the Econolodge. They said little as they left by a side exit, everyone eager to just get away. A hint of discouragement lingered in everyone's thoughts; nobody liked AJ but leaving him in the hands of a demon was just...<em>wrong</em>. The trip to the hotel was their only solid lead, and it'd turned out a dud. Back to square one with no direction. </p><p></p><p>As they approached their car to leave, Po felt someone watching them, the slightest of premonitions. She scanned the hotel lot. </p><p></p><p>"Guys, we've got an audience. A kid, behind those Astro-vans." Po whispered as she slid into the driver seat of their Mercedes sedan. "He looks pretty harmless. Let's see what he has to say for himself." </p><p></p><p>As the last door shut, Po got the Mercedes moving. She reversed out in rush, barely missing the fender of a Bronco. Po cleared the parking spot and straightened out, she paused shifting into drive just long enough to cut the reverse lights and to check for the kid in the rearview mirror. He was careless, peering around the van to watch them leave. Po smiled, she had him. She dropped back into reverse and goosed it, the Mercedes leapt back in a whiplash inducing 90 degree turn.</p><p></p><p>Po smiled warmly this time as she stepped from the idling sedan. This kid had some nerve, he hadn't bolted, even though it was obvious he'd been caught off his guard. </p><p></p><p>Rich spoke up first. "Hey kid, what were you doing watching us?" </p><p></p><p>"You're them aren't you? You're the friends AJ was talking about." The kid nervously looked over his shoulder as he spoke. "Can we...can we talk somewhere else?" </p><p></p><p>"You know AJ? Figures." Rich jerked his head towards the Mercedes. "Get in, well talk over dinner."</p><p></p><p>As they piled back into the car, Mer began to complain again. "This is just great, now AJ's convincing other geeks of our celebrity status." The boy shifted in his seat, uncomfortably aware of Mer's angry glare. </p><p> </p><p>The Chili's was just beginning to fill up with late season tourists, eager for a quick bite to eat. The group settled into a corner booth, insisting that they squeeze into the small table. They were nearest to the bathrooms and kitchen, and as far from anyone else as possible. After fending off their bubbly waitress with orders of coffee all around, they got down to business. </p><p></p><p>The kid's name was Eric. He was sort of pale, average height, slightly overwieght, unruly hair. His outfit was...absurd, a black fedora, black trenchcoat, black tapered Wranglers, and a black Darth Maul t-shirt. Eric looked like he'd fit right in at AJ's comic shop. Regardless though, he wasn't dumb and he'd recognized everyone off the descriptions AJ had given him. Once the coffee came and introductions went 'round, he began his story.</p><p></p><p>"I'm a friend of AJ's. I'm a suscriber to the Red Herring and have helped him out on some of his pieces in the past. He gave me a call a few weeks ago, he said he needed help with some major work for the Herring."</p><p></p><p>"What was he working on up here? It's got something to do with ghosts doesn't it?" Rich leaned forward, jotting quick notes on a scrap of paper Jessica had dug from her purse. </p><p></p><p>"Yeah it's got a <em>lot</em> to do with ghosts. He'd been working jointly with some pals of his in the VaGHRS on a flurry of hauntings cases in the area. They were mostly at colonial sites, you know old ghosts of tragic southern belles or something." </p><p></p><p>"So then why were you asked to help? What did you do?" Mer asked, barely veiling her suspicion. </p><p></p><p>"I'm getting to that. So...like I said these ghost cases had been at all these colonial sites, up until a week or so ago. Then some new ones popped up on campus, at William & Mary." Eric looked Mer in the eye. "That's where I come in, AJ needed some help getting access to the school. I got him into academic buildings and dorms. Helped him research the cases, question witnesses, stuff like that."</p><p></p><p>Po sipped on her coffee amused by Eric's apparent spunk. "Then what happened? Where's AJ now?" </p><p></p><p>Eric shook his head in despair, his youth finally beginning to show. "I...I don't know. I haven't talked to him since this past Friday night. I got a call from him that night, it scared the hell outta me." </p><p></p><p>"Wait, we got a letter from him on Sunday morning. He came to our house in Newport News the night before and left it." Rich dug the ragged piece of paper out. "He wanted our help. Something must have happened this morning or late last night."</p><p></p><p>"He was freaking out on the phone, he had abandoned his Jeep on the parkway on his way back from some onsite work at Yorktown. He said someone was following him, but he thought he'd lost them in the woods around Jamestown beach." </p><p></p><p>Po interupted Eric again. "Who'd be following him? Who'd he piss off?"</p><p></p><p>Eric spun the rest of his story, telling the little that he knew, and adding his own two cents. AJ's curiousity had been especially piqued by the William & Mary ghost cases. And for the past week his focus had been almost entirely dedicated to the campus. On the phone Friday night AJ had admitted that he'd broken into a girl's dormroom looking for clues. AJ suspected the girl of being involved in some sort of conspiracy or cult, that was actively trying to rouse the ire of local ghosts. </p><p></p><p>AJ had said he had proof that something was "causing" the hauntings, something magical. But he needed more time to put together who was responsible. He thought whoever was following him on the parkway must have been trying to stop him from getting any closer to the truth. </p><p></p><p>After that AJ had hung up, telling Eric to keep an eye on the hotel and call him back if he saw anyone lurking around the Econolodge. That was the last Eric heard from AJ, and until the four of them had shown up he'd seen nothing at the Econolodge. </p><p></p><p>"Great cults again." Po paid their small tab. "Looks like we got our next step. We gotta head on campus. Right?" </p><p></p><p>"It's no cult Po, I'm willing to bet its all Dantalion. If he really is responsible for whats going on in Hilton then he could be causing all of this too." Rich leaned across the table and pulled Eric forward by his trenchcoats lapels. "Listen to me...VERY CAREFULLY! You got to stay out of this, you'll only end up getting hurt or worse. Thanks for your help and everything. But just forget about all of this, and only give us a call if you need help."</p><p></p><p>After Chilis they drove Eric back to his dorm at Dillard. He gave them his campus ID, the dorm number that AJ had broken into, and a list of the ghosts on campus. Eric spent the rest of night slumped in his favorite bean bag chair, clutching his cellphone, chewing Bazooka, afraid to get a minutes sleep</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="johndaw16, post: 2647187, member: 12033"] [b]Ghosts of the Past: Episode II Toe-Tapping Tourist Town 2[/b] [B]Sunday, Oct. 1st...5:56 PM[/B] The group easily slipped unnoticed out of the Econolodge. They said little as they left by a side exit, everyone eager to just get away. A hint of discouragement lingered in everyone's thoughts; nobody liked AJ but leaving him in the hands of a demon was just...[I]wrong[/I]. The trip to the hotel was their only solid lead, and it'd turned out a dud. Back to square one with no direction. As they approached their car to leave, Po felt someone watching them, the slightest of premonitions. She scanned the hotel lot. "Guys, we've got an audience. A kid, behind those Astro-vans." Po whispered as she slid into the driver seat of their Mercedes sedan. "He looks pretty harmless. Let's see what he has to say for himself." As the last door shut, Po got the Mercedes moving. She reversed out in rush, barely missing the fender of a Bronco. Po cleared the parking spot and straightened out, she paused shifting into drive just long enough to cut the reverse lights and to check for the kid in the rearview mirror. He was careless, peering around the van to watch them leave. Po smiled, she had him. She dropped back into reverse and goosed it, the Mercedes leapt back in a whiplash inducing 90 degree turn. Po smiled warmly this time as she stepped from the idling sedan. This kid had some nerve, he hadn't bolted, even though it was obvious he'd been caught off his guard. Rich spoke up first. "Hey kid, what were you doing watching us?" "You're them aren't you? You're the friends AJ was talking about." The kid nervously looked over his shoulder as he spoke. "Can we...can we talk somewhere else?" "You know AJ? Figures." Rich jerked his head towards the Mercedes. "Get in, well talk over dinner." As they piled back into the car, Mer began to complain again. "This is just great, now AJ's convincing other geeks of our celebrity status." The boy shifted in his seat, uncomfortably aware of Mer's angry glare. The Chili's was just beginning to fill up with late season tourists, eager for a quick bite to eat. The group settled into a corner booth, insisting that they squeeze into the small table. They were nearest to the bathrooms and kitchen, and as far from anyone else as possible. After fending off their bubbly waitress with orders of coffee all around, they got down to business. The kid's name was Eric. He was sort of pale, average height, slightly overwieght, unruly hair. His outfit was...absurd, a black fedora, black trenchcoat, black tapered Wranglers, and a black Darth Maul t-shirt. Eric looked like he'd fit right in at AJ's comic shop. Regardless though, he wasn't dumb and he'd recognized everyone off the descriptions AJ had given him. Once the coffee came and introductions went 'round, he began his story. "I'm a friend of AJ's. I'm a suscriber to the Red Herring and have helped him out on some of his pieces in the past. He gave me a call a few weeks ago, he said he needed help with some major work for the Herring." "What was he working on up here? It's got something to do with ghosts doesn't it?" Rich leaned forward, jotting quick notes on a scrap of paper Jessica had dug from her purse. "Yeah it's got a [I]lot[/I] to do with ghosts. He'd been working jointly with some pals of his in the VaGHRS on a flurry of hauntings cases in the area. They were mostly at colonial sites, you know old ghosts of tragic southern belles or something." "So then why were you asked to help? What did you do?" Mer asked, barely veiling her suspicion. "I'm getting to that. So...like I said these ghost cases had been at all these colonial sites, up until a week or so ago. Then some new ones popped up on campus, at William & Mary." Eric looked Mer in the eye. "That's where I come in, AJ needed some help getting access to the school. I got him into academic buildings and dorms. Helped him research the cases, question witnesses, stuff like that." Po sipped on her coffee amused by Eric's apparent spunk. "Then what happened? Where's AJ now?" Eric shook his head in despair, his youth finally beginning to show. "I...I don't know. I haven't talked to him since this past Friday night. I got a call from him that night, it scared the hell outta me." "Wait, we got a letter from him on Sunday morning. He came to our house in Newport News the night before and left it." Rich dug the ragged piece of paper out. "He wanted our help. Something must have happened this morning or late last night." "He was freaking out on the phone, he had abandoned his Jeep on the parkway on his way back from some onsite work at Yorktown. He said someone was following him, but he thought he'd lost them in the woods around Jamestown beach." Po interupted Eric again. "Who'd be following him? Who'd he piss off?" Eric spun the rest of his story, telling the little that he knew, and adding his own two cents. AJ's curiousity had been especially piqued by the William & Mary ghost cases. And for the past week his focus had been almost entirely dedicated to the campus. On the phone Friday night AJ had admitted that he'd broken into a girl's dormroom looking for clues. AJ suspected the girl of being involved in some sort of conspiracy or cult, that was actively trying to rouse the ire of local ghosts. AJ had said he had proof that something was "causing" the hauntings, something magical. But he needed more time to put together who was responsible. He thought whoever was following him on the parkway must have been trying to stop him from getting any closer to the truth. After that AJ had hung up, telling Eric to keep an eye on the hotel and call him back if he saw anyone lurking around the Econolodge. That was the last Eric heard from AJ, and until the four of them had shown up he'd seen nothing at the Econolodge. "Great cults again." Po paid their small tab. "Looks like we got our next step. We gotta head on campus. Right?" "It's no cult Po, I'm willing to bet its all Dantalion. If he really is responsible for whats going on in Hilton then he could be causing all of this too." Rich leaned across the table and pulled Eric forward by his trenchcoats lapels. "Listen to me...VERY CAREFULLY! You got to stay out of this, you'll only end up getting hurt or worse. Thanks for your help and everything. But just forget about all of this, and only give us a call if you need help." After Chilis they drove Eric back to his dorm at Dillard. He gave them his campus ID, the dorm number that AJ had broken into, and a list of the ghosts on campus. Eric spent the rest of night slumped in his favorite bean bag chair, clutching his cellphone, chewing Bazooka, afraid to get a minutes sleep [/QUOTE]
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