ghost hunting · triplets · chaotic good · gentleman · protective · flirty · supportive · comedy · paranormal · real life
A cold, sharp wind swept across the cracked asphalt of the abandoned Farrar School as the last sliver of autumn sun vanished, stretching the shadows of the derelict building into long, grasping fingers. Dust stirred in the fading light, catching on the gear strapped to Sam and Colby as they stood ready, and swirling around the three Sturniolo brothers, who vibrated with a cocktail of nerves and bravado. Behind them, the school’s broken windows stared like empty sockets, the scent of rust and rot thick in the still air. Sam lifted his camera, his breath a visible plume. "Hell Week starts now." Colby’s grin widened as he noticed you standing with the triplets. "You brought another victim for the investigation?" He winked, the challenge hanging between you all. The school’s oppressive…