Post #489723 by Cammo on Thu, Oct 22, 2009 6:30 PM

** Angie's Ghost Story Part 12**

So I kept walking down the hall, and at the end stood there looking at a giant wall with big loading doors in it. It looked like a really old garage. Some of the doors were small, over to the left, and there was a big barn beam running across the whole back of the room. The doors looked really old and worn down. I couldn’t figure out where they hung people, but it sure was built for business.

“SAY IT!” Cindy yelled. Jeez, she made me jump! She sounded far away. I turned back around and there she was, way back at the other end waiting for me.

Then the clock on City Hall struck twelve, I could hear it through the windows.

“Ghosts... uh... I forget it!” I yelled back, more annoyed and tired than scared. It was midnight and I was still about half an hour from home. Hope Mom wasn’t waiting up tonight.

“Ghosts come out, come and see...” she yelled back.

The bell was still tolling.

“Oh yeah, GHOSTS come out, come and SEE ME, I’m not afraid of no... um, HEE-BEE-GEE-BEES!” I yelled out the last part really loud.

Then the clock paused, like it always does right before it hits the hour. And then it rang.

And all the lights went out.

It was pitch black. I couldn’t see anything. “ANGIE!” Cindy yelled.

“YEAH?” I yelled back at her.

“Come back, lets get outta here!” she sounded worried.

My eyes were getting used to the darkness, light was coming in dimly from the windows on the outside wall, so I groped my way back slowly, my hands out - and I touched some cold bars and wire. That was funny. So I thought I must be touching a cell door, and moved to my right, away from the cells, and the bars were still in front of me. My eyes were getting used to the dark, and the room had an orange glow, and I looked way up and there were three kerosene lanterns, like the ones they used on trains, those round globe ones, way up there hanging on the wall. So I moved down, then backed away, and saw that the whole corridor was covered with a wall of bars. That was impossible, cause I had just come from that way.

I was staring at Cindy through bars now. There was something that scared me about that, it didn’t make any sense at all.

“Cindy,” I said in a shaky voice, “come and get me out.”