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[h3][color=8882be]~Sidney Garland~[/color][/h3]

Ignoring her too, now was he? Well - she didn't really mind being ignored so much, she could take that, but on top of everything else? Well, fine then! Wasn't going to comment on the 'someone was watching them thing' either. Did he have Schizophrenia or something? Questions for later. Right now, she was going to make sure he got what was coming to him after Andy finally ended this little charade. Speaking of Andy...it seemed she had missed something. Were those...bruises on his neck or something? Wow, someone must be good at applying makeup.

...maybe Andy could help with hers at some point, god knows she was horrible at make up-

shuddap brain, not now. Interesting stuff was happening. The lights were flickering rapidly on and off. Sidney just passed it off as more faulty wiring. The doors...could easily be rigged to do that with some fishing string or something. The sinks, simply could be the old, rusty piping.

[color=fff79a]“We’ve got to stick together! It doesn’t matter whether you believe in ghosts or not. We have to find whatever it is that the ghost is bound to, and destroy it. Point it out, and I’ll smash it, okay? Think of it as…as a fun little exercise in vandalism. If Sidney doesn’t get pictures, no one will suspect us, anyway.”[/color]

Yeah, like she was going to report them anyways if they did something. Maybe for blackmail, but she wouldn't just show other people...well, not without a ~price~

Right now though, It seemed Theresa was being the next 'victim'. Man, these guys were all pretty good actors. Maybe Brody had been there for a reason, and this was all some elaborate stunt by him to become a famous actor or something.

...okay brain, cool it with the conspiracy theories.

[color=fff79a]“The salt, Tori!”[/color] Andy shouted to the other girl.

First things first, she had to get pictures of this.

Before she could though, it seemed gray was intent on telling them all, what they should be doing. Hmph. She had to admit, it was a good plan at least, but not to him. Or anyone else. She was still a bit miffed that he was trying to tell her what she should be doing when she was going to do just that anyways. Moron. He should know that she would do that whether he told her to or not.

[color=8882be]"Yeah yeah, I KNOW."[/color] She snapped, obviously annoyed as she took snapped a few pictures of Theresa. It took her a minute to find her though, as the flickering lights were a bit disorienting. [color=8882be]"What did you think I was gonna do? Sit on my ass while I have such great material here?"[/color] She continued, still taking more pictures. [color=8882be]"Now quit ordering me around, giraffe with the hideous purple hair."[/color] 

While she snapped pictures, she didn't have time to exactly check them for what exactly was on them. Not like giraffe boy would let her anyways. Whatever. She could use this stuff as [i]great[/i] material anyways. Could make for a nice horror story or something. She hadn't tried writing one of those in awhile! Could be fun. 

....Maybe this could be used in one of her ~other~ fictions.

brain, quit going off on tangents. Three in the past five minutes? That must be a new record. now wasn't the time, though. Get out of the gutter. Focus on the so called 'ghost'

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