I swear if I had not known any better, I think her backside was a Klingon ship using a tractor beam and my eyes were caught in it.   Its took a moment or to to break free of its magnetic pull but I was successful, just barely mind you.<br/><br/>Once I am sure she is gone I head back to Albert who instantly explodes into begging..<br/><br/><strong>"Look... lock me up...  one day.. Ill go away... spirit ward the place...  You dont have to gate me..  heck.. i dont want you to suffer for me.. I was an as in life and death...  PLEASE Marcus..  just..  dont destroy me.. let me exist..."  <br/></strong><br/>His pleads start of slow and then his words in crease as the pitch of his voice climbs like a never ending flight of stairs..   I quickly turn and grab Albert in an instant and step us both through to the Ghost world.  The tribal marking seem to explode in luminosity on this side of existence and Albert begins to scream.<br/><br/>"ALBERT...SHUT UP!!!"  I scream at him as he tries desperately to break free of my grasp.  Yet the power within the markings hold him tight.<br/><br/>"I know all about who you were in life.  I know the detective who got your cold case...  I know about what kind of thing you were in the flesh..  Wife beater... child beater...  What you did to the two boys in 3b..  yeah.. its all in there Albert..  I knew who and what you were before I got here.  I recognized the apartment.. I knew the address...  and I guess I am just lucky that you dumb ass ghosts cant help but to stay to torment a sensitive."<br/><br/>Albert doesn't have time to talk as the markings seem to come to life as tendrils of power explode out of the flowing light and wrap themselves around Albert.  Pathetic muted screams come from the ghost as he pleads on deaf ears.  My eyes glow a deep green and in that moment the tendrils of power rip him a apart violently.   Nothing remains of what was Albert the molester, Albert the wife beater.... nothing.<br/><br/>I step back into our world.  Time in the flesh is slow in comparison to the other side.  over there everything moves rapidly.  A second here is life five minutes there.   Yet for a ghost what is time?  I quickly look happy to hear Julie still preparing the coffee in the kitchen.  I take a deep breath and shake off the thoughts of the moment.  Julie will never know just who Albert was in life.  She doesnt need to know just what kind of thing has been bothering her.<br/><br/>I fake a light smile as I walk back to the kitchen.<br/><br/>"Ok he is gone.. so lets talk .."