Fish didn't care how mad Brandi was, he ignored her need for personal space and wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight. "OOOhhh thank christ....." He whimpered and stroked her wet hair, not caring at all that Brandi was still exposed.<br/><br/>"I said get the fuck off of me Fish.....shit.....I am....I'm Ok! Just give me some fucking space ok? Look If you really wanna help, go and get my purse..." Brandi started to say and they could all see it in her eyes. The fact was Brandi wasn't 'OK' but she wasn't going to be letting anyone think of her as weak, so instead she would do what she always did, which was hide it and bury any of the pain and fear deep down inside her. Her purse was where she kept her stash of smack and she as looking for a hit.<br/><br/>Thankfully Greg called out from the other room, "Hey, guys, Jacob," Greg called. "We are back online and you gotta see this."<br/><br/>Brandi reached down and grabbed the two ends of her torn black tee shirt and wrenched them up around her wounded tits. She winced but out of sheer will she tied them together and created a makeshift tubetop.<br/><br/>"Jeez Brandi Don't you think we should bandage those up, a couple look deep..." Fish put in as he could already see the stain forming over her damaged left nipple.<br/><br/>"No....I'm fine Fish....these aren't really so bad, I used to cut myself deeper than this, when I was younger....I've got some superglue in my bag....That should do the trick." Brandi stood up and and took a step but her noticeable limp showed that whatever had attacked her hadn't stopped with just her chest and stomach. She groaned only minutely but then steadied herself and lead them all back into the main hall.<br/><br/>Brandi's wet bare feet slapped the cold stone floor of the main foyer where Greg and Shanna were staring at the monitors. Shanna whom had atleast wrapped a blanket around her topless form, looked up as the rest of the group hesitantly followed the wounded girl  back in. "Holy shit! Brandi Baby...." Shanna screamed in her high pitched squeal and jumped up from the control seat, running across the room and practically jumped into Brandi's arms. Shanna hugged her tight, wrapping the blanket she was wearing around the both of them. Shanna squeezed as if oblivious to her wounds and Brandi winced from the pain. "What happened hunny you had us worried sick!" She whimpered and held tight even though Brandi tried to push her off.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Greg was completely enthralled with what was on the monitors and barely lifted his head when he saw Brandi's return. Fish could see this and quickly jogged over to the makeshift workstation to check on the monitors, "You said they were back up??...how the hell did you get them working??...I tried friggin everything man?!"<br/><br/>To say everyone was pretty shaken up was an understatement,  Brandi pushed Shanna back a bit, but not totally off of her, even she was able to start admitting they might be in a bit over their heads. "I was upstairs....I ran up when Fish saw Shanna go over the edge...The pulled down door to the observatory was closed and....jammed or something...I had to practically hang on the pull cord to get it to open and when it did It let go in a hurry....The sliding ladder came down and smacked me right in the temple....It hurt but not enough to stop me from going and trying to help, so I started to climb up ,and bang, It must have come up from underneath me because that's the last thing I remember....I fucking woke up out in the Cemetery walking around in the mud , all cut up and.....SHIT! MY FAVORITE FUCKING NIPPLE JEWLERY IS GONE....SONAVABITCH!"  Brandi's anger covered for the obvious shame of what else the thing had done to her.<br/><br/>"HEY! Your gonna wanna see this..." Fish said from the monitoring station.<br/><br/>"It's gotta be we are picking up some random interference...Like a TV show, or a Security cameras or something....RIGHT?" Greg asked nervously as the rest of the group started over to the glow of the now apparently working monitors.<br/><br/>"It's a closed system man....It don't work like that...Besides...look at that...." Fish pointed out something on the screen and then pointed up at the statue in the main hall. "See....That's here....That's here" He started pointing individual items out.<br/><br/>Everyone leaned in, indeed the screens were transmitting again, but it wasn't the same drab dust covered rooms of the Crenshaw mansion that they'd become accustomed to, these images were bright and lit in the flickering golden light. Everything in the house was new and weirder yet, people milled about all around the house. It was easy to understand why Greg had assumed that it was some other place's security feed, because it was truly almost unrecognizable as the same house, but Fish was right, the statue and several of the structures were the exact same.<br/><br/>"See...." Fish stood up and walked over and waved at the Camera he had set up in this room and everyone looked back down at the monitors. No Fish, Instead a maid walked down the main hall and walked right through where Fish would have been standing, on her way to put linens away in the hall closet. In unison everyone looked back up at the dusty wooden door, expecting it to open, but nothing happened.<br/><br/>"This is residual....I guarantee it....It's like we are watching a tape set to loop..." Greg laughed and sat up in his chair. "What we got here is our very own 1920's era reality television show....just fucking great!" He said, his voice dripping with cynicism.<br/><br/>"Well whatever hit me wasn't a residual....It was intelligent and it was definitely malevolent. " Brandi shot back angrily.<br/><br/>"Yeah Greg...Brandi's right...Whatever pounded the hell out of my pussy up on that roof wasn't a residual...It's some kind of sex demon or something....I can vouch for that. " Shanna added in, hugging Brandi again.<br/><br/>"Fine....Fine fine....So we've got two separate types of haunting in the same building.....but it don't mean shit if we don't have the evidence to back it up....And guess what kiddies? We ain't got shit yet!" Greg responded in his usually snarky tone.<br/><br/>"We have information.....We know it likes to split us up and we know it can possess people....It's a start, Greg. We'll get evidence, so stop being so pessimistic. " Jacob ended the argument, he knew everyone was worked up but this was only the first night and they were going to have to be in it for the long haul if this was going to work. "Let's start by getting the timeline established, When did the activity start, anybody?" Jacob asked the group.<br/><br/>"The lady in white.....I told you, I saw her when we first got here..." Tori put in; Jacob could see her holding her arms from being out in the rain, she was shivering and he closed the distance and wrapped his arm around her. "And then we saw the shadow person out in the cemetery....That was it until Fish saw her on the monitor and came and got us..."<br/><br/>"Wait...what?....'came and got you' ?" Fish interrupted. " I didn't come and get you...I was gonna but I was trying to get the recording...Few seconds later...Jacob and then you, Greg and Shanna came down, so I didn't have to..." He recounted what happened and Brandi nodded and agreed.<br/><br/>" Tori and I were getting dressed....and I guess things got a little carried away....And then we heard a knock at our door and your voice telling us we should come down stairs....We both heard it..." Jacob countered.<br/><br/>"No man...I am telling you, I never went up there, A few seconds after the 'white lady' disappeared , You came down stairs...I was sitting right there... never moved. " Fish pointed at the seat Greg was currently seated in.