The door creaked open behind her and she swiveled around to see nothing there. This got her heart racing. A blast of lightning followed with a crash made Almah shriek.  Jonas had run into her when this happened, not even saying an â€œoopsâ€ or a â€œSorry â€˜bout thatâ€. Not that it truly bothered her.<br/><br/>Glancing over at Reina they both laughed, letting the stress of the sudden noise go. She hadnâ€™t heard Jonas when he said her name before the thunder. But she was worried about him.<br/><br/>"Come on letâ€™s brave it out and enter this haunted place." He winked at Reina, and then made his way into the building.<br/><br/>When he winked at her she felt a small pang of jealousy. She didnâ€™t know why but she didâ€¦ Was she starting to like him? No, that couldnâ€™t be it. After all they had been friends for a long time not.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">But feelings can develop over time</span>, said a small voice in the back of her mind. She shook her head trying to get rid of it.<span style="font-style: italic"> Your so called </span>friend<span style="font-style: italic">Reina is trying to take him from you</span>, it said.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">No! Youâ€™re wrong!</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Am I? Am I really wrong about this?</span><br/><br/>Almah couldnâ€™t believe what she was hearing, she was arguing with herself about her feelings for Jonas. Though Reina was her friend, she felt as if Jonas had the hots for her.<br/><br/>"So where would be a good place to set up? Were doing this rain or shine, and it is definitely raining." He smiled his odd-ish colored hair shinning from the wetness of the rain.<br/><br/>It was so dazzling to her. â€œUhâ€¦â€ She walked up carefully and entered the ruined house. The roof was gone, caved in from the tragic fire. There was one area though, under the stairs in a small space that could keep their equipment dry.<br/><br/>â€œOver here. Weâ€™ll set up a table in this area, this should keep us dry,â€ she said as she indicated the area. Looking the house over, she noticed a door under a pile of rubbish. â€œHey, you guy, look over here.â€<br/><br/>She struggled to get the place cleared but managed it just fine. â€œIt looks like a door to the basement?â€ She wondered aloud. â€œLetâ€™s see where it leads!â€ With curiosity and excitement she opened into up with some help. A cloud of dust with the smell of burned wood and mold that blasted from the darkness made her cough violently.<br/><br/>Her face was slightly smeared with soot and she giggled. Taking her small flashlight from her back pocket she made her way down with the others right behind. The tiny beam of light pierced through the dark.<br/><br/>â€œDamnâ€¦ Itâ€™s really dark down here don-â€ She was cut off as one of the beams collapsed from underneath her. Her scream was loud and she grabbed a hold of the bar holding the railing up. That broke as well and she fell down into the darkness.<br/><br/>She landed on the wreck under her that was once part of the stairs. A cloud of dust and soot rose around her in a single sweep. She coughed a couple of times and looked around to get her bearings.<br/><br/>Picking the flashlight up she tried scoping the room out, it was a cold and eerie place, and she could barely make out her surroundings with her eyes watering up. Looking up she smiled wirily at her friends and shouted, â€œIâ€™m fine! Come on down, the rats are wonderful.â€<br/><br/>She felt something scurry along her legs and she froze. Something was down there with her. She did not like it.