Bri shined her light on this man and he'd yet to give her his name. Maybe he hadn't heard her or she hadn't spoken loud enough. Sometimes she'd have to be told to speak up to be heard, often times not. She wrinkled up her nose and blinked her eyes rapidly when she shined his flashlight in her face. Raising a hand she held it in front of her eyes and squinted them trying to see him past the blinding light in her eyes.<br/><br/>She shook her head and opened her mouth to answer his question about knowing his friends but he continued talking. He was confident, he reeked of it and she had to smile at it. Good looking and confident, not too bad she thought with a blush rising to her cheeks. Flicking her light away so she didn't blind him with it she laughed softly.<strong>"Nope, don't know any Sallys or Jareds. I'm not lying but I don't expect you to believe me, you don't even know me."</strong>Bri chuckled again at his confidence she was laughing in part because she envied him.<strong>"I wouldn't know how to set a trap, sorry to disappoint you. And you still haven't given me your name."</strong><br/><br/>Bri fell into step next to Derek as they made their way through the rickety and decaying old house. She shivered from the constant chill in the air, looking at the man next to her out of the corner of her eye.<strong>"That's why I'm here. I was curious. I do believe in ghosts, why can't someone not be at rest? Makes sense to me."</strong>She didn't take offense to what Derek had said she'd heard it all before and it didn't phase her. Bri heard a creaking behind them and moved a little closer to him, smiling slightly.<strong>"You say that now, no such things as ghost. What are you going to do if you see one?"</strong>