Leigh was more doubtful than she was. He had a feeling he was brought here for a reason, but trying to figure out what in the heck was happening here, why he was called...how they knew he was the one to help seemed  well rather hidden. The only ghost that had been nice was the female, and all the angry men was overpowering her.<br/>"They seem, well..insane..like something is not making them  think right. They all seem pretty threatening to me it is hard to..."<br/>Then he paused, as she grabbed his hand, it was like he was seeing a man...well..really boy that  seemed like he was just scared. Less threatening than the others.<br/>"I see a young boy now, he  just seems frightened. It seems somehow you allowed me to see someone that didn't scare the pants off me."<br/>The boy looked at her, hoping she would hear him.<br/>"There is something driving the others to madness...someone that is causing these deaths to happen. A very angry spirit. So much anger, so very  much anger..."<br/>Leigh couldn't hear the boy right now, the other voices  were overwhelming his small  voice. But, by the moving of his lips, he  knew  he was talking.<br/>"He is speaking, but..the others...the  others are making it too much for me. It is like..I can feel what they feel somehow. Christine, help me be strong."<br/>The voices were all speaking at once yet..it seemed that one voice  stuck out. That voice that kept on coming up over and over.<br/>"I will be you, you will be me..you will see...you are the one. We have just begun."<br/>But, he hadn't noticed that  it was just one voice that was tormenting him more  than the others yet.