3 Gates of the Dead (The 3 Gates of the Dead Series) by Ryan Jonathan

Author:Ryan, Jonathan [Ryan, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Premier Digital Publishing
Published: 2013-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“The first thing we do is turn off all the lights,” Reg said, walking around the house flipping switches.

“Why is that? Ghosts scared of the light?” I turned off an old-fashioned lamp as Reg headed back to the living room.

He laughed. “I have no idea. But our infrared cameras sure are.”

“Ah, right. What’s next?” It was hard not to feel some kind of excitement. The streetlights cast shadows on the walls, and the whole house had the surreal quality you felt when you got home late and everyone’s gone to bed.

“Let’s start upstairs and work our way down.” Reg headed to the staircase.

“Fine with me.” I strained to find my way in the dark. With the light from outside filtering through the window, it certainly wasn’t pitch black. But it was dark enough for my shins to connect with a stray chair. I fought the urge to utter a stream of profanities.

“Are you okay?” Reg said.

“Yeah, just hit my shin. What room do you want to try?”

“Might as well go to the nursery.”

We ascended the stairs into a realm of darkness. No light penetrated inside the nursery.

“First, we scan the room with the infrared camera,” Reg whispered. He bumped into me as he panned the room, the blue-green glow of the furniture swirling in the screen.

“What are we looking for?”

“Anything that doesn’t belong here,” he muttered.

“Okay, just what would that be?” I said, trying to figure out what to do.

“Odd heat signatures. Shapes of people. That sort of thing.”

“Should I be doing anything?” The dark made me antsy.

“Start asking questions with the digital recorder.”

“What, like, what is your quest? What is your favorite color?” I fumbled with the recorder as I got it out of my pocket.

Reg chuckled. “No, more like, is there anyone here with us tonight? What is your name? Do you mind us being here?”

I held the recorder out. No going back now. “Who are you?”

No response.

“Why are you bothering a baby?” Reg asked in a protective father’s voice.

A loud beep nearly sent the bones right out of my skin. “What the hell?” I shouted.

Reg rattled with the device in his hand. He frowned at the greenish reflection of the display screen. “The EMF reader just went haywire,” he said, turning to me in the dark.

“It just spiked at 3.0.”

“You’ve lost me.”

“Usually, with the EMF, 0.6 is a big spike and 1.0 is nuclear. There can’t be an electrical box in here, but turn on the light a sec to see if there are exposed wires near the walls.”

I found the switch, and we both put our hands to our eyes.

“Sorry about that.” Reg grimaced.

He scanned the EMF over the walls, trying to find electrical sources. I looked for exposed wires, but we found nothing.

“Okay, turn off the lights again,” Reg said. As the darkness invaded, he scanned the room. When he passed over the crib, the EMF beeped at 4.0. His brow creased. “This can’t be right.” He pulled out his walkie-talkie. “Zoe, I need another EMF, I think this one is broken.

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