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Posted December 28, 2012
Rihanna shifted around in the cold wooden chair, trying and failing to get comfortable. The basement was cold and dark, and the dank air was giving her a stomach ache. She made a note never to eat before going to a haunted basement again. "Now, what spooky spirit should we talk about next?" The tour guide asked, raising his bushy white eyebrows dramatically. He was a pudgy, middle aged man with a thick patch of white hair. When he looked Rihanna's way, she slouched and squirmed around even more. "How about you, young lady?" He asked. Rihanna shook her head. Something here felt seriously out of place. "Oh, go ahead," Mom said, nudging her. "And stop squirming!" She added, her voice low. Rihanna immediately stopped moving. "Uh, what were the names again?" She asked. Mom shook her head despairingly, muttering. "Well, let's see. There's Jeremy-" he began, holding up his fingers. "Jeremy! I want to here about Jeremy!" Rihanna interrupted, faking a smile. The tour guide, Bob, didn't seem startled. "Now, Jeremy is our youngest ghost here. Many have reported while staying that they have seen a young boy-" his words faded as Rihanna zoned out again. She felt some sort of energy fill the room, like the air before a storm. She looked over at her parents. They were listening intently to the story, not showing any signs of emotion. How could they not feel it? Rihanna wondered. It was like a rubber band being stretched and stretched, almost to snapping point. Bob kept rambling on about marbles that seemed to move on their own and Rihanna kicked her skinny legs until she heard a strange noise. She looked back. It came from where two burly men with beards were sitting. They both a had thick beards and many piercings, and wore leather jackets. One of them caught Rihanna's eye and smiled, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth. Quickly, she turned around again. The noise came again, like a creak, and Rihanna slowly turned again, keeping her head low. There was a boy, laying on his stomach under the chair of the man who'd smiled at her. He was older than her, by the looks of it, and had curly blonde hair and pale eyes. Rihanna stared straight at him with huge eyes. He hadn't come in with her group, who ever he was. Rihanna looked at what he was doing. He had the man's shoe laces and was...tying them together! Then he seemed to sense that he was being watched and looked up. Rihanna gasped as he immediately caught her eye. His eyes weren't...human. They were an unnaturally pale blue, almost white. At first he seemed startled, but then he grinned at her. The muscular man looked at Rihanna again, and she turned away again. Sneaking another peek back, she saw that the boy was still there. He raised a finger to his lips, still smiling, as a symbol that it was a secret. Then he disappeared. Like literally vanished. Rihanna felt her eyes bulge. What the?! "And that concludes our story tour," Bob said, his voice breaking through her thoughts. Everyone stood up, and Rihanna watched the biker stand up. Then he attempted to take a step.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.