"The walls are bleeding Trezlan." Nidget and I had moved on from the entrance way into the museum into a smaller what appeared to be filing area for different exhibits. It was a tactical retreat after the screams got louder and the hallway pulsed in red.
"You're exagerating they are merely dripping red, probably from rust." Much like my grandfather clocks and bad lighting theory this was incorrect.
"You still don't have any idea how to solve this issue at all do you?" Nidget was hiding under a desk, for all the good that would do. I was standing up perusing some of the libraries information. Mainly I was looking for what object Nidget's family might have stolen (he had no idea what they took). The museum records were facinating, so many different things had come in, there was a plethora of information I could have gotten lost in for weeks. Unfortunately I was looking for a needle in a stack full of needles all the while the room around me was bleeding and being all spooky. On top of that Nidget was being a little asshole, so my life was one of complete annoyance at everything.
"Trezlan I just saw a headless person walk by the door!" Nidget's tone suggested terror, clearly he just needed to relax.
"Nidget please your incessant prattling is not assisting me in locating what your family stole, nor are your silly halucinations. If there was a headless ghost it wouldn't have walked by the door it would have walked into the door, it doesn't have a head to see correct? Stop being silly." I tell you rationality is not something Nidget is good at.
"Trezlan for someone claims to be the top ghost killer you really seem to ignore them."
"They desire attention Nidget, sure the blood is now spelling out they intend on stringing us up by our intestines like puppets, but you have to realize Nidget, its all just to scare you."
"It's working Trezlan I'm scared."
"Don't worry its an idle threat they can't actually do anything." At that point Nidget was pulled from the room by an unseen force screaming. I have to admit, I kind of liked the quiet. Yes I'm a terrible person.
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