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Basically, the situation was… chaos.

Theresa was about to die. Gray had started barking orders.

…wow. He was pretty pushy too, huh? Andy would have to remember that for later.

[color=0072bc]"Alright, so in a nutshell we need to 'renovate' this broken down bathroom,” said Gray. “Sounds better than Sidney constantly carping; not at all contributing to this whole situation, no offense... By the way Sidney, the eyes stuff was a figure of speech. It meant I felt someone was watching us."[/color]

Talkative. But yes. That was exactly what Andy had said. And… he kept yelling things. Somehow, Andy kind of thought that he would be better off actually doing something, but yeah, most of the things he was saying did make sense. Although talking to the ghost…

Well. It was trying to kill them. Did he [i]really[/i] want to try to talk to that?

Besides, he hadn’t seen its face. Not like Andy had.

The boy shuddered. He was going to be having nightmares for a while.

And then Gray said something that [i]really[/i] bugged Andy.[color=0072bc] "…alright, Elizabeth, could you please grab Andy's baseball bat and start smashing up crap?” [/color] he yelled.

Uh what. Andy was generally a pretty good-natured guy. Mellow. Nerdy and mellow. But…

No one took away his bat. [color=fff79a]No one.[/color] He scowled.

Thankfully, however, he didn’t have to reply, because just then, Eliza kicked the ghost in the face.

Hell yes, Eliza. Hell yes. Andy liked this girl already.

She extended a hand to help Theresa up. [color=red]"Boss,”[/color] she said. [color=red]“I hope you've got a plan ready because I think that the next time we'll see that thing, we're gonna be in even more trouble."[/color]

[color=fff79a]“No kidding.” [/color]Andy hefted his bat. They had a few seconds before it came back. [color=fff79a]“Okay, here’s the less complicated plan-- me and Eliza smash things. Contrary to popular belief, a second human being is actually relatively easy to see, even without glasses. So we smash stuff, and Tori keeps the ghost off everyone with the salt. Got it?”[/color]

Also… had she called him… boss? What, was this the mafia or something?

No time to think about that now, though. Andy spun on his heel and went for the first thing he could think of-- the sink.

He raised the bat, and then brought it down with a crash. Bits of porcelain went everywhere.

And then suddenly the ghost was back. It snarled and grabbed him by the shoulder with one icy hand-- but not before he smashed up the second sink, more porcelain flying all over the place.

A single shard flew up into the air and scratched the mirror on the left-hand side, and the ghost--

The ghost [i]howled[/i].

The sound was like nails on a chalkboard, sharp and piercingly loud. An unearthly sound. Andy shuddered, but his eyes were already going wide.

[color=fff79a]“The mirror!”[/color] he yelled.

And that, of course, was when the ghost tackled him to the ground again, making yet [i]another[/i] attempt at choking him. Her nails dug into the skin of his throat, and he gagged.

[color=fff79a]Oh god I don't wanna die not again why does this always happen to--[/color]

Goddamnit. Why was it always [i]him?[/i]
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