#hollowaystart

[lipxholloway]

Joey walked down the old stone steps that led to the ruins, the place so eerie and yet peaceful all at the same time. She sat on the wall, the chill of the November wind against her skin and let out a deep breath. Lost in her thoughts for a few moments, she jumped when she heard the sound of shoes crunching against the gravel. “Shit,” she let out a laugh, trying to hide she’d been nervous. Her hand quickly moving behind her back to hide the light that had appeared there. “Sorry, I was lost in my own thoughts.”

[adiellistech]

“Okay, just curious. And I’ll shout you a coffee or any beverage of your choice for that matter. Or a treat or something,” he rambled. “What is the best show you have ever seen on a theatre? Or TV? Or have you even seen one at all? I swear I will not judge if you say you haven’t,” he said with a smile as he leaned forward on his table, his bright eyes on the other he had stopped to interrogate and his usual animated smile and gestures as he spoke.

[esmeexrivera]

Esmée paced back and forth in front of the museum, half a dozen cue cards in her hand. They were inscribed in her tiny handwriting, and full with information that she was now going over and over. And over and over, just one more time for good measure. "I can do this, I can do this", she tried to reassure herself. Esmée could be very professional and imperious, if the setting was to her liking. In the archives she was the boss and everyone listened to her, but out here? Out here she was pretty sure everyone would realise that she was just filling in for Nicole, who was sick at home, and had no clue what she was really doing. "Damn you, Nicole", she mumbled, "You did this on purpose" But then her ears picked up a sound, lingering under her own steps, and Esmée looked up to see someone approaching her. "Hi, hello", an awkward wave of her hand - still holding her index cards, "Are you here for the Ghost Tour?"

[williamxcassidy]

William had finished his shift at the museum, barring the doors and locking the entire thing up, allowing the alarm system to take the night shift, and then he had made his way home. But the evening was beautiful, the night sky shimmering slightly and since it had been a relativly warm day for the end of October the cold was only now settling in. So he took a different turn and instead of going back to his flat his feet found their way to the crossing all by themselves. The streetlamps and lights of the city reflected in the pond and he as he crossed the bridge to look for stars shimmering in the water he heard the faint melody of a flute, one last musician still bringing a strange kind of magic to the park, an ambient sound for the perfect evening. "Honestly", William turned to the person beside him, "This is so beautiful, it is one of the reasons why I love this city so much."

[adiellistech]

“I’m not going to lie. I think I just crapped myself. I crapped my pants. Ghosts. People jumping out... they picked on me. I swear. Feel my heart. Feel it,” he rambled, his words coming out fast as he told the other. “I need a drink” He let out a laugh. “God, it was scary.”

[callmexkai]

“I’m by no means a superstitious man, I mean, with my life, I would believe pretty much anything thrown at me… and tonight is Halloween and there’s already that vibe. But look at that guy over there, beside the maze. I swear there’s something off about him,” he laughed, leaning his weight against a lamppost. “It’s like I can feel it in the air... okay so maybe I am superstitious and Halloween is getting to me,” he joked to the poor person who had stopped beside him. Though for a wolf with his senses, he was usually right about his gut feelings. 

“Having fun though? I’ve had a lot of food,” he said, nodding to the corndog in his hand. 

[adiellistech]

“I know... I know I sound insane. But something definitely hit my car. I felt it. The car hit it. Came out of nowhere. I stopped but when I got out... nothing was there.” The human was clearly shaken. “Oh god, maybe I am crazy. But I felt it.”