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It's early evening in the state of Louisiana and loud screams and furniture being thrown around can be heard from within the very walls of a very old mansion. Pretty soon the front doors were thrown open and a trio of amateur ghost hunters who looked like college students came running out screaming all the way with the homeowner screaming desperately for them to come back. While running and screaming their heads off they bump into a pair of normal looking guys wearing long, black trenchcoats and matching fedoras. They appeared normal enough except the shorter one had red eyes while the taller one's eyes were an icy blue color. "Whoa, where's the fire there buddy?" The short red eyed man asked. His taller companion just smirked at that. One of the college students pointed a shaky finger straight at the creepy looking mansion that they were fleeing from. "There's ghosts in there man and they're crazy dangerous! All of them! Just whatever you do do not I repeat do not go into that house for any reason or you'll be sorry! Oh man you weren't seriously thinking of going in there were you? I'm telling you man that place is seriously haunted with real ghosts. My friends and I went in there thinking, 'hey it's a big house. Easy money you know. Just take some photos and shoot a video and boom easy money.' But we thought wrong man! Just…just don't go in there!" The college student said freaking out.
The icy blue eyed man's lips curled into a smile. It was not a nice smile. "Hey, Ray." Ray also smiled. "Yes, Jerry." "If I didn't know any better I'd say we are at the right place and that these young people ran afoul of some ghosts." Ray nodded in agreement, his red eyes seemingly glowing against the night sky. "Oh yeah these guys definitely saw something scary; which means we are definitely at the right address. I told you we'd find it in time," Ray replied all happily. Jerry groaned. "Yeah, yeah more like I told you since I am the one in charge of this little ghost hunting expedition," Jerry reminded his red eyed partner in crime.
Before Ray could argue back one of the college students piped up, "oh man so you two are…" Ray pulled out the ad from the newspaper and showed it to them. "Your official replacements. Unlike you three…pretenders we're REAL ghost hunters and we don't scare easy and we certainly don't run out of houses screaming and crying like a baby," Ray informed them brimming with confidence. Jerry just beamed with pride. He loved it whenever his apprentice got like this. "Oh nice one, Raymond," the icy blue eyed man complimented. "Thanks." The three college students just stood there blankly for a few seconds before protesting. "Hey, back off man! We seriously don't have time for this!" "Yeah, this is serious! You two weren't there man! You have no idea what horrors we witnessed and what all we've been through inside that house. We saw some stuff in there man. Some seriously scary shit." "And just for the record we did not cry and scream like a baby." Ray looked sideways at Jerry. "Oh Jerry." "Yes Ray." "We simply must show these little boys what happens to imposters. So go ahead and do that super cool thing you always do," Ray suggested all matter of factly. Naturally Jerry knew exactly what super cool thing Ray was talking about and he definitely wanted to do it. After all these humans were just begging to be punished. What, he could do without, however was his apprentice's attempts to undermine him and his authority. A small smile crossed his face. "Oh that's where you're wrong Ray. They're not babies. They're chickens," Jerry corrected pulling out what appeared to be a small pouch filled with strange dust. He blew it at the confused looking college students and a few seconds later three roosters took their place. They began clucking angrily at the two mysterious ghost hunters. Ray just laughed at their attempts to peck at him. "Hey don't get mad at me! You three brought this upon yourselves by pretending to be something you clearly are not. Now then beat it before I decide I'm in the mood for fried chicken," he cruelly threatened, red eyes glowing. With that the three roosters took off running as fast as their skinny little chicken legs could carry them clucking as they went. Ray wearing a satisfied smirk watched them flee. "Oh and I'd stay clear of fast food restaurants from now on if I were you," he called after them with an amused laugh.
Still not too happy with Ray undermining him Jerry gave him a quick elbow to the shoulder causing him to grunt in pain. Ray turned to his master in frustration. "Hey, what was that for?" He growled rubbing his now sore shoulder. Jerry shot him an angry look. "That's what I should be asking you. What the heck was that back there?" Jerry demanded. Ray just sighed. "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about," Ray replied unaware of what he did. Jerry glared. "Don't you play dumb with me Raymond! You damn well know what I'm talking about. It's your attitude Ray. You've been undermining my authority all day and it's seriously pissing me off. Remember your place apprentice. I lead and you follow. Got it?" Jerry warned losing his patience with Ray. Feeling brave Ray stood up for himself. "Duly noted. Just don't forget that if it wasn't for your…ambitions we wouldn't need to be out here in the first place and if it wasn't for my technical know how we wouldn't have found the perfect ghost hunting grounds. And besides all that I was just being an evil demon just like how you wanted," Ray argued in a very rebellious manner. Looking at him Jerry just sighed. He realized his apprentice had a point. Still they had no time to stand outside and argue. They had a job to do and he'd like to get to it before they run out of time. "Just like I wanted...? Cut the sass young man. We don't have time for this. We're here on a mission. Don't forget that. But we will definitely continue this conversation later. For now just follow my lead and let me do all the talking. And please try not to do anything that could potentially give us away," Jerry scolded as though he were talking to a teenager. Ray scowled. He hated it whenever his master treated him like a child. "Fine. But are you sure you should be the one doing all the talking? No offense, but you're a little out of touch when it comes to interacting with humans," Ray reminded his boss. Jerry shot him a warning look that shut Ray up real quick. "Which is why I'll be here in case you need help," Ray said with a forced smile. Jerry giving his apprentice a demeaning pet on the head smirked. "That's better. Now shall we?" With a sigh Ray headed up towards the mansion with Jerry leading the way.
Jerry gave a loud knock on the front door. The homeowner; a young woman quickly opened it. She seemed surprised to see her original guys replaced with two new guys not that she cared too much. "Who are you two? You're not my ghost hunters. What happened to the guys I hired?" She asked cautiously. The duo smirked. "Oh those chickens? Let's just say they flew the coop," Ray snickered jokingly. His master, however, was not amused and just rolled his eyes at the joke. The woman just sighed. "Not again. They were the fifth group of ghost hunters I lost this month. Although I can't say I'm surprised. This house is very old and there is so much about it I don't quite understand yet," she informed them. "Soooooo what brings you two here? I take it you're not just here to confirm what I already knew?" She asked folding her arms. Jerry pulled out the ad and showed it to her. "Worry no longer ma'am. We're the replacement ghost hunters. We're not afraid of anything," Jerry assured her though she remained skeptical. "You know that's exactly what those last guys with their fancy camera equipment told me, but you saw them just now running away. So you'll have to excuse me if I don't take you at your word. I'll let you in, but first you have to promise me that you won't just quit on me. Promise?" She asked. Jerry sighed. "Lady, we've been in the ghost hunting biz for…a very long time. We know what we're doing and we don't scare easy. Believe me when I say nothing is going to get us out of your house uh except for once the job is done of course," Jerry reassured.
"Wow you two certainly are dedicated at your work I must say. Okay well in that case you can come in. It's only fair that I give the two of you a chance just don't blame me for whatever happens once you're inside. This way gentlemen," she said letting in the two strange ghost hunters. She led them into a large sitting room. "Please, have a seat. Can I get the two of you anything to drink?" She offered playing the role of a good host. The duo just exchanged glances. "Actually we're fine for now and are very…anxious to get started. Can you start by telling us a little about your house? Your troubles?" Ray asked feeling curious. "Oh I honestly don't know all that much about this house's history only that it's very old indeed and definitely haunted. And according to these weird, invasive letters I've been receiving there's more. Apparently this house is sitting on the site of an ancient Indian burial ground. Oh and the previous homeowners were murdered by the family's patriarch and there were other murders before that," the homeowner explained in a creepily calm manner. Ray flinched a bit at the previous owner having murdered his whole family bit. "You mentioned something about receiving strange letters. What were they about and did you ever find out who sent them?" Ray asked her. The homeowner shook her head. "No idea who sent them though I do have my…suspicions on who could be behind them. I just don't have any hard evidence proving they were responsible," she replied. "They who?" Ray asked her. "The neighbors. All of them or any of them really. The letters indicate the one behind them somehow knows how I came to afford this home and they are somehow able to watch us. They seem to know our every move. It's very unsettling how much they know," she replied. Having a thought Ray frowned. "Do you think it possible the ghosts are responsible?" He asked. The homeowner laughed. "I may not be an expert in ghosts, but I find the idea that a ghost could be behind the letters very hard to believe. They wouldn't be able to hold a pen and paper, right? It would just go right through them."
Not exactly caring about the letter writer's identity, Jerry stood up. "Well as frustrating as all that is, my partner here and I really would like to get started ridding your lovely home of all your ghosts and we really do work better alone. Come back in the morning. The job should be done by then," Jerry informed her. The homeowner while not against the idea of leaving the two to their own devices she was very surprised. "Hm, well alright then. Just try not to make a mess while I'm gone and feel free to help yourselves to anything in the fridge and cupboards," she told them. "Come along kids. These nice men have volunteered to help us with our ghost problem while we go someplace safe," she called her two kids down. Once downstairs she took them by the hands and they hurried out. The two ghost hunters waved the small family bye before closing the door behind them.
"Finally. Thought they'd never leave," Jerry cackled. "Yeah, great. Now we don't have a guide to show us which rooms have the most ghost activity. I don't see how the two of us are going to be able to track down and capture a thousand ghosts before morning. That's way too many in one night even for us. And what if this place doesn't even have that many ghosts? Face it Jerry we're screwed," Ray complained. Jerry just smirked at him. "All ye of little faith. I thought that might be a problem; which is precisely why I called for a little backup to come out here to help us." "Backup? When did you even have time to call for backup?" Ray asked skeptically. "When you were busy whining about how big the job is," Jerry teased. Ray scowled. "I was not whining. Hey wait, who are these other ghost hunters anyway? And you did tell them the plan, right or do they not know about us?" Ray asked. "Don't worry they don't know what we are and I plan to keep it that way. As for who and what they are, who cares? The only requirement I gave was the ability to catch ghosts. And between them and us we should have more than enough ghosts to satisfy our employers. And should they not give up their catch willingly we will simply take it from them by force need be," Jerry revealed with a laugh. "Well it certainly looks like you have all your bases covered. When do you think these other hunters of yours will arrive you think?" Ray asked him. Jerry glanced casually at his watch. "Oh any minute now. Tell you what, how's about you go ahead and get the whole ghost hunting thing started while I wait here for our…guests," Jerry suggested. Ray just grumbled. "Fine by me. Just don't take too long waiting on these other people to arrive," Ray reminded as he turned to leave the sitting room. Whistling softly he headed down the halls of a long corridor. 'As good a place as any to start looking for these lame ghosts,' the disguised demon thought as he pulled out a creepy looking amulet in which he planned to trap any ghosts he came across in. Meanwhile, Jerry remained behind in the sitting room awaiting his backup ghost hunters; which could end up being anyone or anything.
The mansion itself is very old complete with creaky floorboards at nearly every turn and lots and lots of dust. The stairs along the staircase creak with every step you take. There are many rooms and many halls within this grand old five story mansion. And what large house would be complete without a working dumbwaiter to help the owners transport food from one floor to the next. There also exists a fairly large, dimly lit basement and an attic. Both of which only have a single window to peer out. The front and backyards surrounding the mansion are very large and there are a couple of large trees growing in both yards. One such important tree is an old pecan tree that's over a hundred years old growing in the front yard its long branches full of delicious pecans.
ooc: Okay, so I'm looking for ghosts and ghost hunters mostly. Your ghost hunter can be pretty much anything since the only requirements Jerry gave was to not fear ghosts and to be able to hunt and trap them. They can be human or non human.
The icy blue eyed man's lips curled into a smile. It was not a nice smile. "Hey, Ray." Ray also smiled. "Yes, Jerry." "If I didn't know any better I'd say we are at the right place and that these young people ran afoul of some ghosts." Ray nodded in agreement, his red eyes seemingly glowing against the night sky. "Oh yeah these guys definitely saw something scary; which means we are definitely at the right address. I told you we'd find it in time," Ray replied all happily. Jerry groaned. "Yeah, yeah more like I told you since I am the one in charge of this little ghost hunting expedition," Jerry reminded his red eyed partner in crime.
Before Ray could argue back one of the college students piped up, "oh man so you two are…" Ray pulled out the ad from the newspaper and showed it to them. "Your official replacements. Unlike you three…pretenders we're REAL ghost hunters and we don't scare easy and we certainly don't run out of houses screaming and crying like a baby," Ray informed them brimming with confidence. Jerry just beamed with pride. He loved it whenever his apprentice got like this. "Oh nice one, Raymond," the icy blue eyed man complimented. "Thanks." The three college students just stood there blankly for a few seconds before protesting. "Hey, back off man! We seriously don't have time for this!" "Yeah, this is serious! You two weren't there man! You have no idea what horrors we witnessed and what all we've been through inside that house. We saw some stuff in there man. Some seriously scary shit." "And just for the record we did not cry and scream like a baby." Ray looked sideways at Jerry. "Oh Jerry." "Yes Ray." "We simply must show these little boys what happens to imposters. So go ahead and do that super cool thing you always do," Ray suggested all matter of factly. Naturally Jerry knew exactly what super cool thing Ray was talking about and he definitely wanted to do it. After all these humans were just begging to be punished. What, he could do without, however was his apprentice's attempts to undermine him and his authority. A small smile crossed his face. "Oh that's where you're wrong Ray. They're not babies. They're chickens," Jerry corrected pulling out what appeared to be a small pouch filled with strange dust. He blew it at the confused looking college students and a few seconds later three roosters took their place. They began clucking angrily at the two mysterious ghost hunters. Ray just laughed at their attempts to peck at him. "Hey don't get mad at me! You three brought this upon yourselves by pretending to be something you clearly are not. Now then beat it before I decide I'm in the mood for fried chicken," he cruelly threatened, red eyes glowing. With that the three roosters took off running as fast as their skinny little chicken legs could carry them clucking as they went. Ray wearing a satisfied smirk watched them flee. "Oh and I'd stay clear of fast food restaurants from now on if I were you," he called after them with an amused laugh.
Still not too happy with Ray undermining him Jerry gave him a quick elbow to the shoulder causing him to grunt in pain. Ray turned to his master in frustration. "Hey, what was that for?" He growled rubbing his now sore shoulder. Jerry shot him an angry look. "That's what I should be asking you. What the heck was that back there?" Jerry demanded. Ray just sighed. "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about," Ray replied unaware of what he did. Jerry glared. "Don't you play dumb with me Raymond! You damn well know what I'm talking about. It's your attitude Ray. You've been undermining my authority all day and it's seriously pissing me off. Remember your place apprentice. I lead and you follow. Got it?" Jerry warned losing his patience with Ray. Feeling brave Ray stood up for himself. "Duly noted. Just don't forget that if it wasn't for your…ambitions we wouldn't need to be out here in the first place and if it wasn't for my technical know how we wouldn't have found the perfect ghost hunting grounds. And besides all that I was just being an evil demon just like how you wanted," Ray argued in a very rebellious manner. Looking at him Jerry just sighed. He realized his apprentice had a point. Still they had no time to stand outside and argue. They had a job to do and he'd like to get to it before they run out of time. "Just like I wanted...? Cut the sass young man. We don't have time for this. We're here on a mission. Don't forget that. But we will definitely continue this conversation later. For now just follow my lead and let me do all the talking. And please try not to do anything that could potentially give us away," Jerry scolded as though he were talking to a teenager. Ray scowled. He hated it whenever his master treated him like a child. "Fine. But are you sure you should be the one doing all the talking? No offense, but you're a little out of touch when it comes to interacting with humans," Ray reminded his boss. Jerry shot him a warning look that shut Ray up real quick. "Which is why I'll be here in case you need help," Ray said with a forced smile. Jerry giving his apprentice a demeaning pet on the head smirked. "That's better. Now shall we?" With a sigh Ray headed up towards the mansion with Jerry leading the way.
Jerry gave a loud knock on the front door. The homeowner; a young woman quickly opened it. She seemed surprised to see her original guys replaced with two new guys not that she cared too much. "Who are you two? You're not my ghost hunters. What happened to the guys I hired?" She asked cautiously. The duo smirked. "Oh those chickens? Let's just say they flew the coop," Ray snickered jokingly. His master, however, was not amused and just rolled his eyes at the joke. The woman just sighed. "Not again. They were the fifth group of ghost hunters I lost this month. Although I can't say I'm surprised. This house is very old and there is so much about it I don't quite understand yet," she informed them. "Soooooo what brings you two here? I take it you're not just here to confirm what I already knew?" She asked folding her arms. Jerry pulled out the ad and showed it to her. "Worry no longer ma'am. We're the replacement ghost hunters. We're not afraid of anything," Jerry assured her though she remained skeptical. "You know that's exactly what those last guys with their fancy camera equipment told me, but you saw them just now running away. So you'll have to excuse me if I don't take you at your word. I'll let you in, but first you have to promise me that you won't just quit on me. Promise?" She asked. Jerry sighed. "Lady, we've been in the ghost hunting biz for…a very long time. We know what we're doing and we don't scare easy. Believe me when I say nothing is going to get us out of your house uh except for once the job is done of course," Jerry reassured.
"Wow you two certainly are dedicated at your work I must say. Okay well in that case you can come in. It's only fair that I give the two of you a chance just don't blame me for whatever happens once you're inside. This way gentlemen," she said letting in the two strange ghost hunters. She led them into a large sitting room. "Please, have a seat. Can I get the two of you anything to drink?" She offered playing the role of a good host. The duo just exchanged glances. "Actually we're fine for now and are very…anxious to get started. Can you start by telling us a little about your house? Your troubles?" Ray asked feeling curious. "Oh I honestly don't know all that much about this house's history only that it's very old indeed and definitely haunted. And according to these weird, invasive letters I've been receiving there's more. Apparently this house is sitting on the site of an ancient Indian burial ground. Oh and the previous homeowners were murdered by the family's patriarch and there were other murders before that," the homeowner explained in a creepily calm manner. Ray flinched a bit at the previous owner having murdered his whole family bit. "You mentioned something about receiving strange letters. What were they about and did you ever find out who sent them?" Ray asked her. The homeowner shook her head. "No idea who sent them though I do have my…suspicions on who could be behind them. I just don't have any hard evidence proving they were responsible," she replied. "They who?" Ray asked her. "The neighbors. All of them or any of them really. The letters indicate the one behind them somehow knows how I came to afford this home and they are somehow able to watch us. They seem to know our every move. It's very unsettling how much they know," she replied. Having a thought Ray frowned. "Do you think it possible the ghosts are responsible?" He asked. The homeowner laughed. "I may not be an expert in ghosts, but I find the idea that a ghost could be behind the letters very hard to believe. They wouldn't be able to hold a pen and paper, right? It would just go right through them."
Not exactly caring about the letter writer's identity, Jerry stood up. "Well as frustrating as all that is, my partner here and I really would like to get started ridding your lovely home of all your ghosts and we really do work better alone. Come back in the morning. The job should be done by then," Jerry informed her. The homeowner while not against the idea of leaving the two to their own devices she was very surprised. "Hm, well alright then. Just try not to make a mess while I'm gone and feel free to help yourselves to anything in the fridge and cupboards," she told them. "Come along kids. These nice men have volunteered to help us with our ghost problem while we go someplace safe," she called her two kids down. Once downstairs she took them by the hands and they hurried out. The two ghost hunters waved the small family bye before closing the door behind them.
"Finally. Thought they'd never leave," Jerry cackled. "Yeah, great. Now we don't have a guide to show us which rooms have the most ghost activity. I don't see how the two of us are going to be able to track down and capture a thousand ghosts before morning. That's way too many in one night even for us. And what if this place doesn't even have that many ghosts? Face it Jerry we're screwed," Ray complained. Jerry just smirked at him. "All ye of little faith. I thought that might be a problem; which is precisely why I called for a little backup to come out here to help us." "Backup? When did you even have time to call for backup?" Ray asked skeptically. "When you were busy whining about how big the job is," Jerry teased. Ray scowled. "I was not whining. Hey wait, who are these other ghost hunters anyway? And you did tell them the plan, right or do they not know about us?" Ray asked. "Don't worry they don't know what we are and I plan to keep it that way. As for who and what they are, who cares? The only requirement I gave was the ability to catch ghosts. And between them and us we should have more than enough ghosts to satisfy our employers. And should they not give up their catch willingly we will simply take it from them by force need be," Jerry revealed with a laugh. "Well it certainly looks like you have all your bases covered. When do you think these other hunters of yours will arrive you think?" Ray asked him. Jerry glanced casually at his watch. "Oh any minute now. Tell you what, how's about you go ahead and get the whole ghost hunting thing started while I wait here for our…guests," Jerry suggested. Ray just grumbled. "Fine by me. Just don't take too long waiting on these other people to arrive," Ray reminded as he turned to leave the sitting room. Whistling softly he headed down the halls of a long corridor. 'As good a place as any to start looking for these lame ghosts,' the disguised demon thought as he pulled out a creepy looking amulet in which he planned to trap any ghosts he came across in. Meanwhile, Jerry remained behind in the sitting room awaiting his backup ghost hunters; which could end up being anyone or anything.
The mansion itself is very old complete with creaky floorboards at nearly every turn and lots and lots of dust. The stairs along the staircase creak with every step you take. There are many rooms and many halls within this grand old five story mansion. And what large house would be complete without a working dumbwaiter to help the owners transport food from one floor to the next. There also exists a fairly large, dimly lit basement and an attic. Both of which only have a single window to peer out. The front and backyards surrounding the mansion are very large and there are a couple of large trees growing in both yards. One such important tree is an old pecan tree that's over a hundred years old growing in the front yard its long branches full of delicious pecans.
ooc: Okay, so I'm looking for ghosts and ghost hunters mostly. Your ghost hunter can be pretty much anything since the only requirements Jerry gave was to not fear ghosts and to be able to hunt and trap them. They can be human or non human.
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