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Chatter nodded vigorously.
“Move the chair, Lowrider,” Calamity stated.
Lowrider approached and reached down with one hand and found it wouldn’t move.
“What the hell?” Lowrider exclaimed as he put both hands on it and wrenched.
Blaze and Slate chuckled and began teasing Lowrider.
“Fine, smart asses, you come and move it,” Lowrider demanded.
Blaze flexed his muscles, moved forward and repeated Lowrider’s actions. A frown crossed his face as he yanked hard, but the chair would not budge.
“More ghostly phenomenon,” Carly whispered as Slate joined in. Frowns on their faces, all three tried to move the chair, looking for bolts or anything to explain why it wouldn’t move. After they were all a sweating mess five minutes later, Lowrider leaned on the chair, and it slid to one side.
No sooner was the door clear than Chatter hit his feet and took off.
Calamity and the others weren’t far behind him.
“That was insane,” Lowrider gasped as they stopped some distance away.
“Not as crazy as that,” Blaze cried and pointed to a window.
There, in the moonlight, two figures of girls appeared, and one played with the red doll. The image disappeared in the blink of an eye.
“Maybe I might be swayed,” Blaze exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Slate agreed, swapping glances with him.
“That was a successful investigation!” Phoe exclaimed, clapping her hands together.
Everyone sent her a dire glare as they began making their way to the catering tent, where no doubt Chatter already was. The Hellfire brother hadn’t stopped the moment he burst through the doors.
Calamity allowed himself a chuckle. It was like all the dolls from Hell had been chasing the terrified brother. Then his smile dimmed as he remembered the doll in the chair. That might even haunt him for a long time.
“Hey, I wonder who’s going to lock those doors back up?” Blaze asked.
They all exchanged glances before fleeing towards the food tent.
Team Five.
Team Five – Mess Hall.
Gunner
How the hell he ended up with the hot-head group, he did not know, but he certainly had. Artemis, Casey Rock, and Ali-kat from his own club. Pyro, Tati, and Fanatic from Hellfire. His team was less than ideal because of the volatile tempers. Artemis was already bouncing on the spot. Casey, Artemis, Fanatic, and Ali-kat were in the camp of believers, and the others were not. Of course, the believers believed because of Aurora, while the non-believers didn’t, in spite of Aurora. Gunner thought it was weird how he could accept that Aurora’s skill existed but not ghosts.
“Come on, slowpoke, we got some spirits to catch!” Artemis crowed.
Gunner sighed. She was clearly enjoying this. And a little too much by the twinkle in her eye. Casey stormed after Artemis as they barged through the open doors.
“Wow, this was a Mess Hall?” Artemis asked, gazing around the vast space. There were doors lining the walls, and the main part of the floor was taken up by bench tables like what you’d find in a prison. They all wrinkled their noses in disgust. The walls were a bland beige that had faded over time and were peeling.
“Going to need one of those laser nets,” Ali-kat boomed, her voice echoing.
“A couple. Rock, go back and get extras,” Artemis ordered.
Gunner smirked as Rock raised an eyebrow and didn’t move.
