Not the first, yet the first with results

Rumour had it if one took a candle into the mansion, not a flashlight, the ghosts wouldn’t come after.

This was lies. Blatant lies. He bit down on nothing. A bad habit of all of the years he had smoked. Now he watched the mansion burn. Again. He took his crew up to keep the place from burning up. They managed to get there fast, this time.

“Do we have a culprit?” he asked officer McKenzie.

She had the same expression as he, just without the obvious desire for a cigarette. “Two thirteen year old boys.”

“Find any ghosts before they decided to light the place up?” He wasn’t sure how much of him was joking. He wasn’t really a humorous person. She wasn’t either. At least, not on duty.

“About that.”

She held up a phone. In his thick gloves, he took it up and peered at the screen. “Well I’ll be damned.”

So many times he had put out fires in this place. And there was photographic evidence of something that was supposed to be a ghost.

The underlying problem

She was the ghost haunting his dreams, with a sad song and murderous eyes.

“This isn’t really productive to my sleep,” he told his doctor. He wasn’t sure he liked the new town doctor, but they were the only one there now. The last woman had retired and this left them with her apprentice, newly licensed and ready to go.

But they spent most of their time with their vials. And asking ridiculous questions.

“Are you sure it’s not an actual ghost?”

See, that wasn’t the answer he was looking for. “I’m just looking for something to help me sleep peacefully, doc.”

They rearranged some of the vials on the shelf, not looking back at him and where he sat. “I know. I can mask many things, but if there is a ghost involved wouldn’t you rather take care of the underlying problem?”

There were no such things as ghosts. He said that.

His doctor finally turned to him and grinned.

Yet another ghost attempt

“I’m not scared of ghosts,” she told him.

He didn’t say anything, just flashed the light around erratically.

She felt her stomach clench each time something she could once see suddenly disappeared into shadow. “Don’t do that!”

“Do what?”

“M-Move the light like that. I can’t see anything when you do that.”

He steadied the light. The cave lit up, allowing her to see more than before. She relaxed. Then she realized she had been gripping his arm tightly. Mouth shut, yet twitching, she pried her fingers loose and returned them to her side.


“Let’s get going.”

Taking a deep breath, she nodded. Side by side, they entered the tunnel.

To scare a ghost

“Did you hear that? Tell me you heard that!”

Tobiasz almost held his breath, before remembering he hadn’t had to breath since he was alive. Which reminded him he hadn’t made a noise at all. Surprised, he looked around.

“Are you sure that wasn’t you?”

“I’m telling you, I heard something!”

Tobiasz heard something too. Considering he was the ghost haunting here, the fact there was a sound he didn’t recognize…


Tobiasz let out a small scream. Then the humans, on the other side of the wall, did the same. Tobiasz slid down through the floor.

The Kobold laughed. Sometimes, other ghosts were the most fun to frighten.

Of course there isn’t another way

The two teens looked about the cave with uncertainty. Shields knew, just knew, that there was something in there with them. Other than the usual animals that they scared off and the fiends that tried to scare them off.

“D-Do you feel that?”

“Ghosts?” Roland asked.

Shields scowled at him. “Don’t say that.”

“I’m not trying to freak you out. I’m saying I think there are ghosts in here.”

Roland wasn’t messing with him. Shields saw his friend was super serious. He tried not to groan. “Are we sure there isn’t another way around?”

“This is the only path through the range. It’s not that long. We’ll be fine.”

Shields stared back at his axe. It would not do anything against a ghost.

“You okay, Shields?”

“I’m fine,” he replied through gritted teeth. “Let’s just get going. And don’t wander off.”

Roland smiled at him and led the way. Feeling the hair prickling at the back of his neck, Shields watched Roland’s back and did not look behind him.


Shield’s hand clenched tightly on the axe handle before he glared at his friend, who grinned back at him.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist.”

“I swear Roland, when a ghost comes to eat you, I’ll leave you to it, I swear.”

“No you won’t.”

He really wouldn’t, but at the same time Shields was pretty sure Roland might benefit from a little bit of worry during this adventure. He kept that to himself as they continued onward.