2 A Haunting In Oregon by Michael Richan

Author:Michael Richan [Richan, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dantull
Published: 2013-07-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Steven and Roy walked down to meet Pete separately the next morning. Steven was still angry with Roy for thinking they could just let things stand and sort themselves out, and they hadn’t spoken to each other since their fight the night before.

Steven joined Pete at the breakfast table. “Things appear to have quieted down,” Steven said.

“Indeed,” Pete said. “The gunshots stopped as the sun came up, just like Roy said.”

It was obvious Pete still had faith in Roy. If Steven had any say in the matter, he’d make sure Pete’s faith wasn’t misplaced.

Pete was picking at a muffin and drinking coffee. He handed a basket of muffins to Steven. “Didn’t feel much like cooking this morning,” Pete said.

“I understand,” Steven said. “Is the guest who was taking the pictures still here?”

“He left after they all disappeared,” Pete said. “Told me he had to be back in Portland today, but that he was coming back with some friends next week.”

“Well, that’s a good sign at least,” Steven said. Pete shot him a look that told him he did not think it was a good sign.

“Is Sarah OK?” Steven asked.

“Yes,” Pete answered, “she’s up. I’m expecting her this morning, don’t know right where she is at the moment.”

Roy entered the room. He walked to a place at the table and sat. Pete offered him the coffee pot and Steven passed him the basket of muffins.

Steven looked at Pete. He could tell Pete sensed something was up between him and Roy. They weren’t looking at each other or acknowledging each other. He’s probably wondering what happened last night after we left him, Steven thought.

“Pete, I think I know what’s causing this trouble,” Roy said. “At least, causing what you saw last night.”

Pete looked down at his plate and took another sip of coffee. He didn’t say anything.

“Pete,” Roy said, “the portal is closed. We can go downstairs and check, but I’m sure of it. What’s happening now is something else.”

“And what is that?” Pete asked.

“Are you sure you want me to tell you?” Roy asked.

“Yes, Mr. Hall,” Sarah said, entering the room from the kitchen and sitting at the table. “We’d like to know.” She turned to Steven. “Would you pass the coffee?”

“I think,” said Roy, “that you might find it a little hard to believe.”

“After last night,” Sarah said, pouring herself a cup, “I doubt I’d find anything hard to believe. If you have an answer, I’m all ears.”

Roy cleared his throat. “Well, what you saw last night goes on here all the time, all night long. Every night. You just can’t see it. Remember when I told you at that first breakfast that there were hundreds of ghosts here? Well, it’s true. You can’t see them normally. Last night you could.”

“Because the portal was closed?” asked Pete.

“No,” Roy answered, “because we pissed off the person who was profiting from the portal. In retaliation, he made them visible.”

“You’re right,” Sarah said, taking a sip of her coffee, “I find it hard to believe.

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