by CookingwiththeCobra » 06/22/2016 11:37 PM
“Shut up! All your yelling will alert the ghost that we’re here,” Morgana hissed trying to stay quiet.
“Oh trust me they already know we're here,” Kevlar snapped back. After realizing the door wasn't going to budge she turned back around, “how about next time if you decide to look into a strange email from a farmer Long or any farmer at all leave me out of it, okay?!”
“Yeah if I live long enough to get another email at all I definitely keep that in mind,” Morgana answered while pointing down at the other end of the hallway. The strange figure had made another appearance. Kevlar raising her gun started to shoot at it. After the third bullet they got the message that a gun was going to be useless when the ghost didn't stop but kept creeping forward.
“We’re so screwed,” Kevlar sighed.