"So he kidnapped you, took you to the house?" Rebecca asks. The Ouija planchette moves to yes.
"Did he do anything sexual to you?" Wanda asks. The small plastic object moved to no.
"How many did he murder?" The planchette moved to one.
"Just one?" Rebecca asked, knowing the police found eleven decomposed bodies behind the wall. The object moved to no. It quickly went to the one, then over to the nine.
"Nineteen? Where's the rest of the bodies?" The spirit spells out found.
"Can you tell me their names?" The plastic object moves to the yes then started …show more content…
Ignoring his command, she carefully began working her way through the cave.
"I'm ready for you this time," she says, slowly edging along the dirt path.
Reaching the end of the tunnel, Rachel quickly scanned the immediate area. Not seeing him in the near vicinity, she slowly starts working her way back towards the house. Small droplets of sweat begin to linger on her hot, pale skin making the cave seem frigid. Shivering, she continues to make her way back the way she came. Hearing something rustling beside her, she quickly turns towards the noise.
"Put your hands in the air!" She commands, quickly scanning the area with the flashlight beam. Looking closer she sees a large furry rodent scurrying away from the glow.
"Damn rat!" She mutters. Turning back towards the house, she sees a large figure charging towards her. Turning off the flashlight, she runs to the corner and waits.
"I'm going to get you now," she thinks, watching the body approach her. As soon as the figure passes her, she jumps out of the darkness, her gun is pointed at the center of his back.
"Hold it right there!" She yells, cocking her gun.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! It's me, Joe," he says, slowly turning to face his wife. …show more content…
"Just a little bit further and I can rest," he thinks, pushing himself towards the cave's entrance. Seeing a bunch of transients blocking the doorway, he quickens his pace.
"Get out of my way!" He yells waving his gun around. Seeing a large burly man running towards them, the crowd started screaming as they scurried frantically out of the tunnel. Picking up speed, Tony sprints towards the sunlight, knocking a few of the slower moving by standards over on his way through. Reaching the opening, he turns back towards the remaining crowd.
"If the police come asking, you never saw me, got it!" He yells, pointing the gun towards different people. The terrorized group quickly nods their heads in agreement. Smiling, Tony steps into the hot afternoon sun and started looking around. Seeing the old train station bench a few feet away, Tony stumbles over to it.
"I remember dad taking me here when I was little," he thinks, glancing around the large growth of weeds.
"He said he's going to teach me the art of gambling, but the only thing he ever taught me was how to get drunk and lose." Suddenly his father's voice started echoing in his