Ready to stretch her achiness away from the previous evening’s work-out once more, Denise stepped out of the bus in somewhat of a brisk manner. She didn’t know the rest of the group; they were practically strangers and so she had kept to herself for a good portion of the trip. But now that they had arrived, she got to work immediately. She was excited and maybe a tad nervous, though she was naturally a skeptic and so she was more concerned with falling for a prank than with facing a ghost or two. Sure, the abandoned building menacingly loomed over them, but Denise figured she shouldn’t let appearances make her feel threatened. On the other hand, there was plenty of gossip circulating the net regarding this place. She herself had done a bit of research once she was clued in as to what the job would entail and therefore Denise wasn’t going in blind, so to speak.

The young woman was surprised once someone mentioned they saw something on one of the upstairs windows. She looked behind her, peering over her shoulder but being unable to see what he had described. Denise pulled out a heavy piece of equipment, taking a moment to catch her breath after setting it down on the ground. Apparently, the mysterious red eyes wasn’t a fabrication as someone else backed up the story.

“We don’t know if the place is empty, do we?” she chimed in.