April 3rd, 2021

halloween night 2

Some original poetry fic for Wiseheart

Title: Duino Elegies
Genre: Original fiction
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word count: 1564
Prompt: Ever wonder what happens behind the scene at those ghost hunter shows?

wiseheart, I hope you enjoy your bit of poetry fiction. My thanks to you and to everyone else who played along with the Poetry Challenge. It was fun! And, of course, to sparky955. Is there any ledge you can't talk me off from?

There is nothing I like better than watching the fools scare themselves. It really is quite amusing. They dig out their high-tech equipment and fancy night goggles and try to find ghosts. I had a flashlight and the ability to laugh quietly.

“Did you see that?” Jason whipped around, staring at a wall.

“What?” Bob tried to follow his point, but there was nothing for him to see.

“It was like a blur against that wall. Check your camera. Maybe we got something.”

There was nothing on that wall, but I wasn’t about to tell them that. I was paid to hunt out haunted places and do some minor research, then. Mostly I stayed in the background and let them do their thing.

“What do you think?” David was over my shoulder. I shushed him as one of the ghost hunters turned to me.

“Did you say something, Angel?” Bob asked, bent over his task.
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