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"Gho--" the man began, then curled his lip. "Necromancer. Tried to trick me with that flashlight, hiding your glow. If you're here to report me--"
"Report you for what?"
He dropped his gaze. "Nothing."
"Ask him if there's another way out," Jeremy said.
"Way out?" the ghost said, hearing him. "Now, why would you want to leave?" He bared his teeth in a nasty smile. "I think you're really going to enjoy yourself."
I cast the light around. We stood in the middle of a large basementlike room with concrete floor and walls. To my left, some occult symbols had been painted on the floor...right beside a row of hooks embedded in the concrete. There were more hooks on the walls.
I turned to Jeremy. "I think we'd better find our own way out. Fast."
"Agreed, but..."
He looked around. I followed his gaze. A single room, with no adjoining doors or halls.
I turned to the ghost. "There's a way out, isn't there?"
He smiled.
"There is," I said to Jeremy. "Probably hidden behind these boxes and crates."
"You're not going to find it," the ghost said in a singsong voice. "It's very well hidden. And locked. Better just give up now."
Jeremy strode to the wall and waved me over. "You go that way. Stay along the wall. If you need any boxes moved, just whisper."
I nodded and we went in opposite directions.
Boxes and crates of various sizes were all around the perimeter, some stacked to the ceiling. I strapped my shoes together and draped them over my arm, then started moving along the wall, searching for any kind of door.
"Nice ass," the ghost said as he followed behind me. "Not too big, not too firm. You like to use it, don't you? Put that extra wiggle in your walk, teasing all the boys."
I reached the first stack of boxes. The gap behind it was big enough to slide through, so I did.
"You know what that says to me?" the ghost continued. "It says 'I'm just dying for you to throw me over a table, hike up my skirt and...'"
He kept talking. I stopped listening.
I reached a four-foot crate pushed against the wall. I grabbed the sides. It wouldn't budge.
"Jeremy?"
He was at my side before I could whisper again. One heft and the box was moved.
"Is that how you like them, hon?" the ghost said as we looked behind the box. "Strong men? Dominant men? Alpha males?"
I sputtered a laugh at the last. The ghost glared, this obviously not being the desired response. Jeremy glanced over and arched a brow.
"Just the ghost," I said as I moved along the wall.
"Is he bothering you?"
"Nah, just some old pervert waiting for the sex show."
The ghost's lips curled. "If I was alive, I'd teach you some manners. First I'd--"
"I'm sure there are lots of things you'd do to me if you were alive, but seeing as how you're not, I guess you're stuck with an eternity of watching and..." I made a jerk-off gesture.
