White Spirit by Amy Ravenel

Author:Amy Ravenel [Ravenel, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Falstaff Books
Published: 2019-12-23T22:00:00+00:00

McKenna stilled, feeling for something in the dark. The quiet and the solitude surrounded her. Anticipation and determination resided in the apartment to her left. Happiness reached in from the apartment downstairs. Living emotions, all of them.

Picking up emotional energy from a ghost was next to impossible. Most of the ones she had come across were created from residual energy. No soul was there, only the imprint of who had been there. Those kinds had no emotions. But ghosts who were aware had traces of emotion swirling around them. The preacher they had recently laid to rest was full of burning anger. It was hot, like a living person’s. It had felt like a fire inside McKenna’s heart. She reached for that same feeling.

She situated herself on the couch, keeping the front door in her sights. Her mental shields remained in place, letting in one emotion at a time. She couldn’t lower it all the way because the emotions of the other tenants would bombard her. However, she scanned for intense, dark feelings.

A small tape recorder rested in her right hand, the record light glowing in the dark. “Hello,” she said into the darkness. “Are you here?”

No answer.

“We’re not here to hurt you. We just want to know who you are and why you’re here.” That’s right, Mac. Keep it nice and even.

Nothing.

She shifted her position. “What happened to you? Did the man who used to live here do something to you?” Did my brother? she thought.

No trace of emotion or a presence.

“Are you mad all of these people live in your building?”

McKenna sighed when there was still no response. She wasn’t surprised. Many of the investigations Restless Spirits had conducted turned out to have no results at all. The team spent those nights sitting in the quiet dark with not one glimmer of ghostly activity. Going through the footage later was long and tedious. Investigating the paranormal required patience, and there were times when McKenna had none. She shifted again. It was turning into one of those nights.

The cushions in the chair next to her rustled. “Don’t worry. It’s only me.” Tabitha’s reassuring voice floated out of the dark. The bluish glow of the street lamp outside bounced off her outline.

“Nothing in the bedroom?” McKenna asked.

“I didn’t expect there to be. She’s already finished in this apartment. She probably won’t come back to it.” She tapped the recorder. “Any luck here?”

“I haven’t heard anything, nor have I sensed anything.” McKenna stretched her legs out in front of her. “Hopefully, the recorder picked up something.”

“Maybe I should give it a try.”

McKenna laughed. “Are you going to ask your usual questions?”

“Well, yeah. My questions are interesting.” Tabitha cleared her throat. “Why white? Why not add some color to your wardrobe?”

McKenna sighed. “What does that prove?”

“What kind of taste this ghost has. Obviously, the whole white look washes her out.” Her laugh echoed off the walls.

McKenna rolled her eyes. “Sure, I’ll give it to you.” Even though she couldn’t hear anything, she knew the tape recorder might pick up an electronic voice phenomenon, or EVP for short.

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