"Coming here was a bad option," Tori was muttering to herself as she tossed the rest of the ruined clothes in her backpack. She grabbed Jacob's when she heard the door open. "We can't walk back to the highway for a couple of days. We area least 20 miles out. So I better take this comforter."She said to who she thought was Jacob.<br/><br/>A watery giggle made her stop. Turning around she saw Shanna. The fact that she was nude was no longer shocking but the waterweed in her hair was.<br/>"Shanna? You made it! Oh goodness, your lips are blue. You must be so cold. Here," she handed the comforter over, "wrap up."<br/><br/>Shanna smiled an eerie smile and reached out, but  not for the blanket.<br/><br/>"I'm dead, Tori. I am cold but the only warmth I want is from you. I remember how warm your pussy was. I remember how alive you felt writhing under my fingers. " Shanna said, stepping closer.<br/><br/>Shanna had not be the smartest of people when alive and a corner of Tori's mind thought that maybe death had not improved that quality. Tori was trying to get Shanna to track her across the room, in hope that Tori could get past her into the hallway.<br/><br/>"Ew, Shanna, you expect me to get all horny when you have creek sludge in your teeth? Oh ma gawd, you stink.Maybe I need to give you a bath. There is a tub with soap just across the hall."<br/><br/>Shanna looked confused, glancing down at herself as if trying to figure out what was going on.When Tori mentioned washing her, Shanna's face twisted up to cry.<br/><br/>"I drowned, Tori. The river sucked the car over and I couldn't get out. I don't know how I got here." the dead girl was plucking at her hair and frowning at her pruney looking feet. "I don't want to be washed. I never want to be in water again."<br/><br/>"Shanna! get the bitch and come on. I don't have all day." Greg's impatient voice floated up the stairs.<br/><br/>Shanna closed the gap, grabbed Tori by the hair and drug her to the hall where Tori twisted manically to escape. The dead woman was inhumanly strong, nearly tearing Tori's black hair from the roots as she slung her down the stairs. In fact, Shanna slung her all the way to the library where Greg was waiting with the hammer.<br/><br/>Tori took one look at his eyes, completely black with possession and she knew that their luck had run out. Greg began to share all of his delicious evil plans, numerating them one by depraved one. Finally Tori threw up her hands.<br/><br/>"Why Greg? Jacob is your friend. Why are you allowing this demon to use you?" she wailed.<br/><br/>Greg's eyes furrowed.<br/><br/>"Jacob? my friend? are you serious? He used me and Shanna as much as any pimp master used his whores. He exploited us for money to run his pathetic ghost hunting club. Pay backs are hell."