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Bear’s mouth dropped open at the speed Hunter was using.
Hunter crashed through a set of double doors into the storage section of the morgue. Taking one look at all the open holes in the wall, with doors missing or some hanging off, Hunter kept running.
He discovered the exit and headed towards it at full speed. Bear shook his head. But he dragged Autumn and Alice along behind him. The girls were babbling, as even now, they could hear the creepy music box. They burst out into the open and kept running until there was a good distance from the building. There, hands on knees and all breathing heavily, they stared at each other in shock.
“Nobody says a word,” Bear warned.
“Clowns in the sewers,” Mac spluttered.
“It wasn’t a clown,” Hunter snapped.
“No? Tell me, which kind of creepy fuck hides in the sewers?” Mac demanded.
Hunter opened his mouth and then shut it again.
Okay, maybe Mac had a point, Bear thought, too.
“Did you get it on camera?” Autumn asked a cameraman.
“Oh yeah, and the arm coming out of the sewer. That will be a classic episode,” the man responded.
“Your reactions couldn’t be faked, either. But tell you what, I ain’t going back in there. Not with Pennywise running about,” the camera guy mumbled.
“You’re a wise man,” Mac said, nodding sagely.
Autumn rolled her eyes and bounced on her toes.
“Let’s go see what they’ve got for us next!”
“Oh, Jeez!” Bear complained but was left behind in the dust as most of his team stampeded towards the command tent. This was going to be a long weekend.
Team Eight.
Team Eight – Floor Three – Wing C.
Big Al
Big Al tramped up the stairs, grumbling under his breath. Of all the crazy ideas Phoe had had, this was the most insane. He glanced across at Slick, who was looking fed up with this already. His whole group was made of Rage. Vivie, Ezra, Jett, Harley, Slick, and Jemma. He wondered how the hell he’d ended up in charge of Rage. He sent them all a stern stare, warning them he wasn’t prepared to put up with their shenanigans, and received a smirk from Erza. Oh, this did not bode well. At least he didn’t have Lowrider with him because Lowrider and Ezra were a nightmare.
“Do we know anything about this wing? Or this floor?” Jemma asked as they entered the ward.
“No, I don’t think Dave told any of us what to expect,” Harley answered.
“None of you were told what to expect from your targets, so your reactions are one hundred per cent genuine. If you find nothing, you’re fine, but if you discover something, Dave wants everything to be on the up and up,” the cameraman replied.
“Makes sense,” Harley replied.
“I do not believe in ghosts,non!” Vivie stated, her accent coming through clearly.
“Good for you, girl,” Big Al said with approval.
“I do,” Harley admitted. Everybody turned to face him. “How many times have you stayed at Reading Hall? There are ghosts there. We’ve all seen them, including Dad, but he denies it.”
Everyone stared at Harley, aghast.
“Reading Hall has ghosts?” Jemma asked.
“At least four,” Harley confirmed.
