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“Did you live here or work here?” Janey inquired.
“There’s nothing on the SLS camera,” Savage inserted into their questioning, as he swung it slowly around the entrance room.
“Hit play back, see if we caught anything,” Rosie told Lynda.
Lynda did as Rosie demanded, but there was nothing but static.
“Okay, let’s move along,” Marsha ordered, moving out in front.
The entrance room was square with one hallway leading off it.
Drake shook his head in disbelief as he followed them like a puppy dog. What the hell was happening? He was meant to be in charge.
“This looks like a closet,” Marsha said, opening the next door. “Yup.”
“This way, it appears to be an operating theatre. Why would they have that in the morgue?” Lynda called.
Shee flew down the corridor to look into the room.
“What the fuck?” he said, entering and gazing around.
Lynda wasn’t wrong. There was a morgue table, but around them were surgical tools.
Drake frowned.
“Dave didn’t say this doubled as a hospital wing,” he spoke slowly.
“This doesn’t make sense,” Marsha exclaimed.
“Hereeeee,” a whisper made them all jump.
“Okay, which of you was that?” Drake demanded. Ghosts didn’t exist!
“None of you,” the cameraman replied. “I had you all in focus. None of you spoke.”
“Ghosts aren’t real!” Shee stated. It was almost as if he dared anyone to challenge him.
“Hey, I found stairs and two more offices,” Janey called from the corridor.
They scrambled out, checking the offices and then glanced at the dark stairs. A creepy, cold, threatening feeling came off them.
“Yeah, ain’t going down there,” Lynda said.
“Come on,” Rosie coaxed.
“Nope.”
“I’ll stay with Lynda,” Shotgun offered quickly.
“We’re all going down there,” Marsha stated, and her look dared anyone to say no.
As they moved downstairs, the feet crunched on broken glass and other items that Drake didn’t want to consider. As soon as his boots hit the floor and Drake flashed his torch, he wanted to run. This place had a bad feeling. He swallowed hard and kept searching the darkness for anything.
“Is anyone here? Can you tell us your name? Were you a patient or employee?” Rosie asked with the EVP.
“What the hell is that?” Savage demanded.
They crowded around him and saw two stick figures moving erratically. Instantly, Drake and Shotgun flashed their torches in the direction but saw nothing.
