Jan 25, 2020
@resvlve gets a starter
“I just want to make it clear, Chica, that if you start speaking in Latin backwards, I’m leaving you.” Anthony poked the door with the flashlight first--two sharp prods-- but when nothing came flying out, no spirits or bugs or ghostly lights, he turned it on and stepped into the old building behind the yellow glow. Despite what he’d just said, he still walked in front of her, and he really was quite interested to see if they’d find anything--or anyone--in this creaking, dusty, abandoned church they’d read about, the one that was supposed to be haunted and was only a few miles from campus, though he could hear practically feel his mother smacking him over the head with a bible.