As Alastair parked his car and turned the engine off, he opened the side door to let Rachael out."Really now..." He grumbled as he was greeted with a fast asleep Rachael upon opening the door."Rach," he began, gently shaking the sleeping girl."Hey, Rachael," he called out once more, with no luck.He then let out a deep sigh. Nothing in the world was going to wake the girl up at this point. She was out cold."Guess I have no choice..." Alastair muttered, giving the girl a piggyback ride as he headed towards the apartment complex.As he entered, he was greeted by four familiar faces."Hey..." Alastair began, waving awkwardly."Do you have any idea how worried we were about you?!" Aya shrieked tearfully."Easy, babe..." Paige whispered, stroking her head. She then turned to Alastair."It's just that we heard the news about that odd lightning strike at the club, and after that, you hadn't picked up any of our calls

After a few hours had passed and no sign of Alastair returning, Rachael lay in her bed staring up at the ceiling. "Alastair..." She grumbled, rolling onto her stomach. "You called?" A voice suddenly called out. "Ah!" Rachael exclaimed, quickly falling off of her bed. "Is everything okay, kid?" Alastair smiled as he slowly began to close the door to her bedroom. "A-ah, wait, Alastair, you know I hate the dark, please don't close the door!" Rachael pleaded. "What, are you afraid of ghosts?" He laughed. No way... Is the spirit already onto me...?! Rachael thought to herself, her heart pounding. "Oh, relax, would you?" He scolded. Rachael's eyes widened. "I'm just toying with you, that's all!" He grinned, walking over to the girl. "Y-you're not..." Rachael began, her lips quivering as she began backing away. "You're not Alastair, you liar!" She cried out tearfully. A smile slowly crept across Alastair's face. "Aw, it's over already?" His voice suddenly going cold. Rachael's

"Alastair?" A voice called out. "Hey, Alastair!" The voice exclaimed. As Alastair slowly opened his eyes, he was met by Aya, who had a worried expression on her face. "Goodness, you must have been exhausted..." She whispered. "Huh?" Alastair questioned, still half asleep. "Nevermind that, it's already past noon, and here you are sleeping on the floor..." Aya said, shaking her head. "Where's Rachael?" Alastair asked, letting out a yawn. "Ah, Paige took her out to the modeling agency today; she thought getting her out of the house and socializing her might help a bit!" She beamed. "Are you nuts?!" Alastair shouted. "Why, what's wrong with that?!" Aya cried out. "Aya," Alastair began, laughing nervously. "Have you forgotten that that place is searching for Rachael?" He asked, glancing up at her. "W-what place...?" Aya whispered, cocking her head. "Aya, please don't make me say it,"Read more