Theyâ€™d entered the library and although both were apprehensive, they quickly separated as they explored the space. First holding arms and then quickly drifting away as the awe of the Libraryâ€™s grandeur unfolded before their flashlights. Its walls were double height and the bookcases stacked two stories around the walls; integrated with a sliding rail & ladder system that allowed a reader to reach its lofty heights. On the floor level were several bookcases separated by stained glass partitions; surrounding both these and the pillar supported lounge and reading area which were for the most part covered in sheets, carrying years of dust.<br/><br/>While Tori explored the tomes, Jacob walked right up the center of the room and tried to triangulate where the tech crew had set the camera. Once he saw the small red light he traced it down to the bookcase that the spirit had emerged from. Jacob walked over and examined the black oak case, pulling random books to see what would happen.<br/><br/>After a few choice pulls, Jacob started looking at what books were housed here, and all he could think was; â€˜ Why in the hell didnâ€™t the realtor, or executor of the will, not come in here and clean out every single one of these?â€™. The first editions of rare tomes alone would have paid for a mansion of his ownâ€¦and better yet Jacob would have been none the wiser. Surely whoever was in charge of the estate would have entered the property at some point and seen this massive collection; it just didnâ€™t make sense.<br/><br/>Jacob pushed on the bookcase, assuming it was some secret door that he couldnâ€™t get open; he hoped for some reaction, but sadly found no peculiar aspects to the solid wood construction. â€œshitâ€¦..I was hoping for a secret door or somethingâ€¦.I ainâ€™t a structural engineer or anything but this seems solid as hellâ€¦.â€ He growled out of frustration.<br/><br/>He looked up the sliding ladder and saw Tori going bonkers over the vast collection of occult reference material. She seemed enamored so he let her scroll on while he moseyed over to one of the sheet covered love seats and sat down. Another cloud of dust poofed up and he could only laugh at his frustration this time.<br/><br/>Tori came down and sat again next to him, in spite of the dust cloud, she plopped down next to him and warned him about the repercussions of having this sort of collection in his possession. He knew it was â€˜bad mojoâ€™ but the financial gain one could receive from unloading such a collection was enough to blank out the rest.<br/>â€œDonâ€™t say anything to Greg or Shanna about whatâ€™s in hereâ€¦.OK? If you even mention it, heâ€™ll have most of this stuff on E-Bay and it will be gone before we even have a chance to investigate itâ€¦.OK?â€ Jacob peered into Toriâ€™s eyes, letting her know how serious he was.<br/><br/>â€œWe should get back to Fish and Brandi and see if they have anything from Greg and Shanna up on the higher levelsâ€¦.Albert and Brandi said he saw some dark shadow thing come out of the statue and head up stairs, maybe they had better luck.â€ Jacob said as he stood and helped Tori up, watching her graceful form ascend.  He was glad she wasnâ€™t upset about the earlier uncomfortable situation and he couldnâ€™t get over how much she looked like the apparition of his aunt in her younger years.<br/><br/>They walked out the Library and after a few short stretches of hallway the main foyer came into view, but only Fish was seated there, Brandi was missing, and Fish was yelling into the microphone.<br/><br/>â€œStop FUCKING PANICKING!!!! DO YOU HEAR MEâ€¦.DO YOU READ???? STOP FUCKING YELLING! BRANDICE IS ON HER WAY UP THERE NOW! SHE WILL OPEN THAT DOOR! I PROMISE YOU!â€ Fish screamed into the headsetâ€™s microphone as he frantically typed at his keyboard and smacked the side of his whited out monitor with the side of his hand.<br/><br/>Jacob broke free of Toriâ€™s grasp and sprinted into the makeshift command center. â€œWhat the fuck is going on?â€ He screamed at Fish, hawking up over the shoulder of his time tested tech-guy.<br/><br/>â€œSHIT MANâ€¦..I DONâ€™T FUCKING KNOWâ€¦â€¦BRANDI AND I WERE WATCHING EACH OF YOUR PODCASTS AND YOU KNOWâ€¦â€¦Tori and you searching through some stupid fucking books donâ€™t compare to Greg â€˜the legâ€™ Kassidy exploring the FUCKING BEDROOMS OF A HAUNTED MOTHERFUCKING HOUSEâ€¦which video feed weâ€™d choose to focus onâ€¦..get what I am saying?â€ Fish pulled his attentions away from the technological malfunctions manifesting before him and answered his leader before resuming his duties.<br/><br/>â€œDo you read me Greg?.......Greg , Is Shanna Ok? Do you read?â€ Fish tried to go back to the more important duty.<br/><br/>â€œFish??? What the fuck happened???â€ Jacob burst in.<br/><br/>â€œShannaâ€¦..Shanna and Greg explored the second floor, they didnâ€™t see shit! No shadow peopleâ€¦nothing!  They did find the trap door in the ceiling to the 3rd floor, So I  looked at the monitors and you guys were sitting on the couch fucking relaxing and I told themâ€¦â€¦I said, â€˜yeah go aheadâ€™.â€ Fish started to ramble as his hands tried desperately to type the right code into his keyboard that would reactivate the statically charged screen he currently stared at.<br/><br/>â€œWellâ€¦.What the fuck?â€ Jacob screamed.<br/><br/>â€œShit man I donâ€™t knowâ€¦â€¦They climbed the fucking ladder in the ceiling and their cameras went deadâ€¦.We thought it was a technical glitch but the audio was still coming inâ€¦.. Brandi and I were working on getting the visual back up and we heard them as they explored the 3rd fucking floor. â€¦â€ Fish paraphrased the situation out of frustration as he mercilessly pounded on the keyboard, trying to regain video feed. â€œBrandi? Do you read? Cab  you open the door?â€ He calls out distractedly.<br/><br/>â€œAlbert? What the fuck is going on?â€ Jacob commands.<br/><br/>â€œâ€¦When Greg and Shanna got up there, they said it was some sort of open-air observatory,â€¦you know..It has a ceiling but no walls only pillars, and you can see out over the whole valleyâ€¦Well hellâ€¦.You know Greg and Shannaâ€¦I meanâ€¦..They started fuckingâ€¦â€¦.It ainâ€™t no fucking surprise to anyone hereâ€¦â€¦I was getting their audio but the more Greg insisted that I get the Video for later editing.  I was fucking doing the best I could when some sort of â€¦..Negative energy attacked them!â€  Fish said as he turned and grasp Jacob by the neck.<br/><br/>â€œWhat? What the fuck, why didnâ€™t you call us?â€ Jacob screamed back, â€œWhere is Brandi?â€<br/><br/>â€œWe fucking tried manâ€¦.shit, you donâ€™tâ€™ think thatâ€™s the first thing we did?â€ Fish shot back angrily. â€œWe fucking tried, but as I already said; â€œTechnical-fucking-difficultiesâ€ Fish growled back still frantically typing codes.<br/><br/>â€œHello? Brandi? Greg? â€¦â€¦..SHANNA!?!.........SHIT manâ€¦..Greg and Shanna started going at it and then something â€¦â€¦something fucking ATTACKED THEM!  They screamed and then you could hear Greg gruntingâ€¦.We didnâ€™tâ€™ think it was anything menacing, but the Greg said something pushed Shanna off of the edgeâ€¦â€¦.He said he was trying to pull her up but something was trying to knock her over the edgeâ€¦..transmissions cut offâ€¦..Brandi took offâ€¦.I would have gone manâ€¦..But she just boltedâ€¦and nowâ€¦â€¦	SHIT MAN!!!!.....   I canâ€™t get ANY-FUCKING-BODY ON COMSâ€¦â€¦You two are gonna go up there and check it outâ€¦.RIGHT?â€ Fish said, still helplessly banging away at his keyboard.