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"Eh, sure, why not?". Grimm tried his best to look as innocent as he could. His clothes, even though slightly damaged now, were his favorite duds and pretty much the very ones he died in. It wouldn't do to just lose them easily, not to mention that they were outdated. He would need to come up with some excuse further on. As he neared the suit of armor, the sight of the otter kicking someone was pretty much seen. This made Grimm chuckle.

"Oi, pretty lassy! Need a hand there?"

The sudden voice from a strange panther greated her, along with a massive weight lifted off from her back. When she looked up, she was surrounded by three more furs, all ones she hadn't met. Of course, she responded to the one who talked first, the panther.

"Why, thank you m'love. There olden knights scared the living shit out of me."

Slowly, she offered a hand for help right from the floor where she was, before sneezing once more. Dust was pretty much flying in all directions. Grimm though, took her hand with a smile and hoisted her up by force.

"Well, I'm guessing that's why they were there for?"

It wasn't even 2 minutes that he had met her and he was already noticing of her features, doing it well enough that no one noticed. Marietta however, began to dust herself off nicely. She was also oblivious to the fact that she was now stood up and was giving the same cat a perfect view of what he almost had a chance to get.

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Ein Sighed as he saw the cat in pain that every man would be sympathetic about. so he calmly grabed the cat and pulled him out of the pile when suddenly he heard the female ghost's voice. "Crap, one of thous ghosts is back." he said before the ax flew by his left arm takeing off a bit of his arlready short fur. He checked his arm for eny wounds, but found none, but what was more unnerveing was the fact that Josh was no ware to be found. "Great, the one person that had eny thing that affects thous ghosts isnt around. I think we better retreat as a group." he said as he offered his left hand to Cindy.

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The brisk night air did nothing to allieviate the boredom that had settled into Demetrius's mind as he turned the corner and started his patrol on foot. Sighing to himself as he turned his gaze down the old and historic buildings that made up the "Foundation" block of New BonBon, these old homes and ancient shopbuildings from a time long ago never failed to bring to mind the stories his Great Grandma would tell about those that lived here before. Thinking with a smile on his face that perhaps those that had lived in these houses would be proud of the BonBon he lived in now, he set his attention on the largest of the manors.

"Wait a tic, was that a flash of light in one of those windows?" he thought to himself as he cautiously made his way up to the huge manor doors that layed partially open, almost invitingly to the large Kodiak in Blue. Almost squinting as he stopped to listen. "That sounds like people in there. Ah great. That's all we need. Kids having a party in a historic landmark. I swear if its those kids in the green van I'm going to haul their Kiesters in and have their parents show them the Mystery of the Spanked Bottom!" sighing to himself as he took his flashlight out and made his way into the mansion's interior.

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After hearing Dusk growl at him, he backed off. She was in one of her moods, best not to bother her when she is in one of those, he then heard someone enter the manor, fixing his mustache. Dorian smiled and said proudly.

"We have more guests."

Fixing his vest and coat. He made sure that he looked good. Despite the fact he was incredibly out of date in clothing. He seemed to ignore this, and and Dorian happily made his way to the front of the manor where he saw a police officer. With a smile Dorian shook his hand and said.

"Hello there welcome to the glo..."

Stopping dead in his sentence Dorian looked behind him at the ruined walls and stained floors, with a heavy sigh Dorian turned around and looked at the officer again.

"Once.. once glorious Longstreet manor, and I am the late Dorian Theodore Longstreet. Local philanthropist, and most famed man in Bon Bon... of my day. Please excuse the state of my home as well, I was only recently brought from a ghostly state."

As Dorian said this he had no idea how unusual it sounded till a few seconds after he had said it. Then after a moment of silence he held up one finger.

"Here let me show you my card, for proof."

He then turned and reached into his coat pocket, and began to dig around.

Meanwhile Josh was about to get a much more pleasant surprise of the ghostly kind.

Cassandra: Cassandra looked kindly at the wolf. Then putting her hand on his head she smiled.

"Oh dear sweaty, you look like you bumped your head. Now you just sit back and relax sweetheart. Let our gentle touch take care of you."

Cassandra said with a smile as she floated gently above the zipper to Josh's pants, which she slowly unzipped with a large grin on her face. It had been years since she had a man to *have fun* with, and was looking forward to enjoying herself with the handsome Wolf. Meanwhile Josephine who was gliding higher then Cassandra grinned.

Josephine: The bunny glided down where her breasts where right in front of Josh's face. She unbuttoned his shirt as she spoke to him.

"My my it has been a long time since we had company, usually they are all scared away, but I wouldn't worry, it may have been a while, but we haven't lost our soft touch."

The bunny said with a wink.

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The way Cindy clutched the jacket made her breasts push up. The sights and sounds around her seemed distant. Even the jacket in her own hands didn't seem real.

The mouse had found courage to stand before the ghosts, but it had drained her mentally. She was in shock. Her mind was blank and even her eyes seemed to stare off into some endless void no one else could see. A mixture of terror and defiance had overwhelmed her senses. The ghostly panther's pleasurable touch only served to push her over the edge. It was only when they stopped running that it all settled on the poor girl's mind.

Like blind and deaf fur, Cindy just stood there, staring straight ahead, her eyes not focusing on anything. Even when the panther came crashing through from the floor above, the mouse did not respond. She watched him, but only idly, as though her eyes were following him of their own accord, as if they were drawn in his direction by some unknown force.

Like a voyeur, as if she wasn't really there, Cindy watched as they dug through the pile of armour that had collapsed on the floor. When the otter stood up, the mouse found herself begin to drift back to reality. Her mind distracted from the shocking events that had taken place merely minutes ago, Cindy couldn't help but admire the lithe figure of the otter. She'd always found her own sex more attractive than her opposites, and this one was far from an exception.

Slowly, minute by minute, the mouse's surroundings began to sink in. She realised there were furs about her. The realised the otter had been stuck under the armour. And she noticed a panther with a mischievous spark in his eye was now with them as well. Glancing at the black feline, Cindy felt an odd sensation run up her spine. She couldn't tell if it was fear of pleasure, but it excited her.

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The ghostly vixen appeared behind the mouse and floated up behind her, slowly peering her head over the woman's shoulder. Bearing her fangs and growling loudly before completely disappearing once more, leaving behind a cold, desolate chill in the air. At the same time, the room Josh had gotten in slowly grew cold and what light shone in through the windows dimmed slightly.

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As he clutched his balls and screamed loudly from the pain he looked around and saw all the other furs around him and looked up at them questioningly.

Winston: Where am I; and why the hell are my balls on fire.......

His eyes seemed focused now unlike what they where before the Otter had basically kicked him into being sober. He got up slowly looking around at all the others as one hand was kept on his balls trying to make the pain go away.

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Still quite out of it, Josh looked upon his ghostly hostesses with half opened eyes. There gentle touches diverting blood to his member. There were no thoughts in his head, he was in no shape to think. He remained sat up on that dusty bed enjoying the touches of the ghostly gals, it even felt good for them to touch the bump on the back of his head. He was in mindless bliss.

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Ein Stumbled back and fall on to his rear end as he saw the ghost Vixen. He panted in fear over her as well as the building fear of the fact that he was fealing helpless, as if he was brought back to the asian jungle once agean. "Please, excuse me!" he said in a hasty way as he got up and ran into the closest room he could find. As he got into the room he closed the door with a slam, and then curld up into a ball in a quite corner with his hands trembleing and muttering some thing illogical under his breath as he cluched him self as he tryed to make the bad memorys go away.

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(what the fuck am I doing? talk about a mind lapse)

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Demetrius moved his hand down to his belt, where his billyclub hung. Doing this as he kept the light shining on Dorian...if that was what this odd man's name really was. "Sir, I'm going to ask you to please move slowly as you do that. Can you tell me whats going on here. It sounds like a woman screamed just a little while ago."

Slowly he took another step forward to close the distance between himself and Dorian, his eyes darting back and forth to furhter assess just what it was he was dealing with. From the appearance of Dorian and the state of the manor, more than likely it was just a bunch of kids experimenting with drugs with their hippy pusher. He'd seen it before many times.

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Dorian raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"Of course, if that is what you wish."

Dorian wondered if the man recognized at all who he was. Looking at the officer he asked.

"Tell me, do you know who I am specifically. I own this house, I lived here a long time ago ."

Dorian felt that the officer would soon not be able to catch what he meant, but Dorian decided to go on anyways.

Meanwhile the maids seemed to recognize the darkness building in the room. It forced them to stop there current actions very quickly

Cassandra: "Oh what is she doing here, doesn't she have her own toys outside to play with."

Josephine: "She has a grudge remember" The bunny said folding her arms as she stood looking at where the Vixen would appear.

Cassandra: "I know that but sometimes I really wish I could slap her, every time we are about to have some fun she scares our little guest silly." Cassandra stood frowning at where the Vixen would appear.

Josephine: The bunny stared at Cassandra. "You can't slap her... if you could that is."

Cassandra: "Whats to stop me?"

Josephine: "You know who" The bunny said looking Cassandra in the face.

Cassandra: "Humph" Cassandra took a pouty stance and looked at where Dusk would soon appear.

Both ghostly maids stood in front of their guest. Hoping they could dissuade Dusk.

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Cindy watched as Ein vanished into a nearby room. Looking at the closed door, she felt a little stunned as a sudden feeling of exposure washed over her. For a brief moment, Cindy felt as though she were standing in the middle of a huge, dark, empty hall.

After a moment, the mouse turned back to the remaining furs and looked at them. She felt an attraction to the otter almost immediately and decided to sort of gravitate towards her once they got moving again. The panther gave Cindy a odd feeling. A sense of trouble seemed to emanate from him and it caused a mixture of caution and delight in the ample breasted mouse.

Of the group, these were the only two that seemed to stand out to Cindy. Looking back at the door, she suddenly, violently, threw Ein's coat at it and then turned and walked towards the panther. She didn't move towards him out of some search for protection, more of a statement against Ein's sudden action, as if to say "Well, if you are going to run off and hide, what good are you? I can get protection from someone else."

Cindy blatantly ignored her lack of a shirt. She honestly didn't mind her breasts being on display. In fact, as she walked over to the panther, she stepped deliberately, in such a way that her breasts jiggled and bounced hypnotically.

Once next to the panther, Cindy, without saying a word, wrapped her arms around one of his hand held close to him, pressing her fully exposed chest against his side.

Grimm looked to his side where the mouse was practically hanging off his arm. Her large breasts encasing his elbow sent a wave of lust rushing through his body. The warmth of another body pressed against his own was more than a welcome feeling to the panther's newly formed physical existence.

"Why, hello there," Grimm said with a friendly tone. He didn't want to scare her off. Expertly, he admired her figure without anyone noticing, particularly the ample breasts now shoved into his side. If he'd been alone, the mischievous feline would have grinned. He recognised who the mouse was, and how she'd come to be topless; and now she was running to him and throwing herself at him.

Marietta frowned as she dusted herself off. She didn't hear Grimm's words as she was too busy inspecting her now torn dress. When the suit of armour had fallen on top of her, it had put a few small tears in her dress as well as severing the strap on her left shoulder. Two of the tears ran horizontally across her stomach and a third across her chest where it revealed four centre-metres of cleavage.

Grumbling to herself, the otter straightened up and glanced around.

"Perhaps we should get moving," Marietta suggested. "Before another of these statues decided to try and ravage me again."

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The vixen appeared right where the ghostly maids were looking. Quickly and without a thought, she had Cassandra pinned against the wall by her throat.

"You think you can take me, go ahead!" Dusk nearly spat in the maids face before continuing "The only reason you survived as long as you did was because of Dorian. If it wasn't for him, I would have killed the both of you in an instant!" she barked. Even though they were both apparitions, they were still on the same plane of existance and could interact with one another.

All the while, a very cold chill is setting throughout the entire house.

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Winston as the pain passed looked around and he could not see anyone else in the hallway and the suit of armor was standing how it once had. There was a light thrumming coming from the floor all around him he was getting extremely scared because he had had a bad trip before and he didn't want one again. Suddenly a figure tapped him on his shoulder and he turned around expecting a monster or something else his mind would throw at him to drive him crazy. But it was a well dressed Elephant; Winston looked at him questioningly still believing he was hallucinating.

Pachs: I need all of you help....this can't go on forever....

Winston: What are you talking about.....

Pachs: She won't let them rest.....shes somehow keeping us here; her negative emotions are like a cage we can't escape from....

Winston: Who are you talking about....

Pachs: Her.

His large hand points to a painting of Dorian and Dusk together on the wall. as Winston looked at it it began to move slowly it was slowly zooming in to Dusk's face and Winston at the same time felt pulled closer as well. Suddenly she leap at him from the painting and began to chock him and screaming....As he lay there gasping he looked over at where Pachs had been and saw the Ghostly image of him....There was a deep look of emotion on his face.

Pachs: HELP US....Or you too will be trapped her....

Suddenly the image of Dusk Pachs had made to scare the black Cat vanished in to a puff of smoke and the cat let out a gasp as he could breath again...He looked up at the painting and it was not the same as it had been; it was just a simple landscape of the nearby lake. Winston turned quickly to see the ghost again but it was gone.

As he caught his breath he looked back at the painting and in small print in the corner he saw a name & year....Pachs Gajah 1898. He rubbed his eyes trying to get out of this hallucination when when he looked around again he was standing where he had been before in the hallway with the suit of armor laying nearby and the other Furs there as well....He was breathing heavily as he tried to calm down the thoughts that went through his mind.

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The sudden appearance of the third and aggressive ghost shocked Josh out of his dulled state. This aggressive ghost disturbed Josh..."So much raw negative energy...how could a soul carry such a weight." he thought. Her presence chilled the room, and caused physical pain. Josh's head began to throb again, his muscles ached, and he felt as if someone was sitting on his chest. He laid on the bed and watched in horror at the aggressive display towards his caring hostesses. He reached into his pocket, feeling for an ion canister. "Damn I forgot I used my first two," he quietly thought to himself. He then remembered that he still had one canister left in his pack. He looked around for his pack, he could see its straps hanging on a bed post. Slowly sitting up he cautiously made his way towards his pack.

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Ein Panted as he tryed to get up, but he stumbled and leaned on the wall of what looked like the dinning room. His view was starting to meld with the jungle in his memory and nightmares, and he was hearing the sounds of of that jungle as well as gun fire. His hand trembled as he tryed to fish out a pack of cigarets from his pocket and place on on his lips. "This cant be happening, this cant be happening, this cant be happening!" he said to him as he desparetly tryed to make that nightmare end.

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The sounds of others yelling and the addition of things being tossed about in the background made the decision for Demetrius, his hand sliding out the service pistol that hung at his belt. " Sir, I have no idea at all who you are but I'm going to ask you stay where you are while I investigate this. It sounds like something is going on and if someone is in trouble I need to help them." Pointing his flashlight at the door that seemed to lead to the source of the disturbance he made his way cautiously..turning his head to the stranger and asking in a tentative voice. "Wait...who ARE you by the way?"

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Dorian gave a rather surprised look as the officer drew his weapon, looking at him as he ran off. Dorian just shrugged his shoulders and looked at his painting. Then getting up he put his hands in his pockets and walked into the middle of the foyer. Simply trying to imagine his old life. He went right as he faced the door, and entered the ballroom. The largest room in the whole house. The once golden floors with designs of angels and gods and goddesses all had faded away. Dorian mumbled to himself.

"All things are now simple shades of gray."

Turning around in disgust he went in search of the only two maids he had left, Cassandra and Josephine.

Cassandra in a spite of rage and anger for the Vixen who now had her pinned to the wall. Threw Dusk off her, and struck her in the face. Josephine stood helpless but she did turn her attention to the poor wolf that was in the bed. Cassandra however was determined to try and teach this Vixen a lesson. Of course she had no idea of what she was dealing with of course, but she seemed determined to at least try.

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Marietta took hold of the black cat's arm and pulled him along with her as she headed further into the house.

"Let's go," she said.

Grimm followed her, Cindy still wrapped around his arm. As the panther eyed the large breasts on the mouse in the dim light, Cindy began plotting her advances towards the otter.

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A low but loud growl bellowed from the ghostly vixen.

"I've been wait forty years for this." Dusk growled loudly before rearing back and letting her fist fly, landing it right in Cassandra's face, sending the vixen flying through the door and into the hallway where the other furs were.

"Forty years I've spent with you trying to steal my husband. Forty! Fucking! YEARS!" the angry red vixen shouted at the maid as she passed through the door, her fist clentched tight and her teeth grinding together.

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As Winston stood there in shock his arm was grabbed and he was pulled by the Otter and he was stunned by how much stronger them him she was...but he had never worked out once and usually spent his days laying around doing nothing so it was not that big a surprise. He suddenly heard the loud growl and all his hair stood up on ends and he suddenly sprinted forward with the Otters hand in his hurriedly pulling her with him and he looked around and saw a door he opened it and darted inside with the Otter and slammed it tight.

Winston: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT NOISE......SOUNDED LIKE A FERAL LION IN THE HOUSE......Quick help me move this dresser in front of the door to block it....who knows Whats really out there....

He was moving a nearby dresser in front of the door but was a little to weak to move it quickly.

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The battle between the two spirits, as one sided as it was provided Josh the opportunity to pull his last ion canister from his pack. He also took this time to pull his energy gun from his pack. Rushing for the door with the canister in one hand and his energy weapon in the other. He was prepared to release the ion canister between the two conflicting ghosts.

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Ein finaly found his lighter as he looked at it in his shakeing hand. he lit up the lighter and brought the flame to the tip of the cigaret untell it started to burn. He then breathed in the harsh smoke, but the tabcoo helped him calm his nerves as he slumps him self with his back onto the wall looking up at the ceiling. His view of the world was returning from being the jungel of Nam back to being the old dust house in Bonbon. "I just hope that they are alright, and that they understand that i did this for ther own good. If not then...." he said before he stop to think about why he left the U.S. with a sigh as he now refused to finish the sentence.

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Demetrius's first instinct was to kick open the door in front of him...and in fact he did take a stance to do just that, but just as he was about to kick..he could almost hear a soft whisper in his head...the same one he would hear every so often when something was going on..the same whisper that would guide him towards a safer path. He called it his instinct..subconcious..rationalizing it.

Don't go kicking down doors, thats a good solid iron frame. Took me a month to make it.

Pausing at the oddness of that sudden thought...especially considering that he knew for a fact that he hadn't made any such door or even begun to know how to...he shrugged. Instead he reached forward with one hand and opened the door gently....deciding to get a good look into the room in front of him without scaring the bejeebies out of whoever might be inside.

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Cassandra lay on the floor. Then getting on her hands she turned her head fiercely. Looking at Dusk with pure hate she got up.

"Don't be kidding yourself you psycho bitch!!"

She said as she hit Dusk in the face again, but not nearly as hard as Dusk did to her.

"It's not like you deserved him, it's not like you deserved the perfect gentleman. it wasn't like I deserved him!!!"

Cassandra said punching Dusk again.

"You never deserved his kindness, you should have remained outside, rotting away like the horrible bitch you are!!. You should have ended just like your goddamn sister!!. "

Cassandra barked at Dusk, as she let out many many years of rage she had kept held within for Dorian's sake.

As Dorian walked into the room, he saw the two ghosts. With surprised look on his face he watched the two. Hearing what they said, and he held out his hand to say something. Then drew it back, there was nothing he could do.

Meanwhile Josephine appeared in front Josh, and grabbing his hand she pushed him back, and then walking into the closet she opened the canister in front of her face. Breathing it in deeply, smiling as she did, and slowly she become somewhat alive again. So she could enjoy the pleasures of living once more.

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"Ah! What are you-" Marietta cried as the black feline pulled her into a doorway and closed the door behind them. The otter barely had time to react before she was taken by the arm and separated from the mouse and panther.

Once in the darkness of the room, she pulled her arm away from her "captor" and practically growled at him.

"What is wrong with you!? That hurt!"

Cindy blinked as the otter vanished behind a closed door. The sudden appearance of the two fighting ghosts had caught them all by surprise and Cindy barely had time to register what was happening before her and the panther had been left alone. Now the mouse really did cling to the panther's arm for protection.

But Grimm's eyes were watching the fight. The corner of his lips curled slightly as he watched the spectral fists fly. None had yet noticed the later owner of the mansion standing on the other side of the ghostly cat-fight.

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Dusk stood her ground and took the blows Cassandra was giving her. She didn't flinch nor did she stumble. The vixen just let her anger build up more and more. Once the maid had stopped, Dusk went on the offensive. She lurched forward and grabbed at the maid's throat before lifting the unfortunate ghost up into the air. The vixen let out a low bellowing growl that could be heard throughout the building.

"Let me set some thing straight. You didn't deserve Dorian. Neither did I. That man deserved the best and I know for a fact that you couldn't give it to him!" Dusk barked at the maid before slamming her into the hard wooden floorboards. Creaking was heard as Dusk sat atop Cassandra's waist and held her grip tight on the maid's neck.

"Your a spineless coward!" the vixen barked as she drove her fist into Cassandra's face.

"Your weak!" she snarled as her fist met with the ghostly maid's face again.

"Pathetic!" Dusk roared while slamming her knuckles against Cassandra.

"Undeserving!" the vixen bellowed, striking the maid again and again.

"Uncaring!" she barked as she punched Cassandra for the last time, each hit having the force of a sledgehammer behind it. She pulled the pummeled vixen close and growled into her ear.

"I am everything you wish you could have been and more. You didn't deserve him when we were alive and you don't deserve him now. The next time you challenge me again, I will personally send you to the seventh level of hell. YOU GOT THAT?!!!!!" Dusk's voice roared throughout the house. Every last inch of the building could hear the ghostly vixen clearly.

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Winston: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!!!

He looked around the room panicking as he had never heard something like that before; he still though he was having a bad trip but that had passed a little while ago. but that didn't stop him from getting scared none the less. He runs up to the Otter and grabs her shoulders and looks into her eyes and there is clear panic there as he is truly scared for the first time in his life.

Winston: Did you see the Elephant....the painting....the woman with the evil eyes.....Please tell me I'm hallucinating........

((Just FYI the thing with Pachs showing up and the painting was something Pachs made him Hallucinate so no one else saw it; all they saw was him standing there holding his balls in pain; the entire vision happened almost instantly))

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Josh kind of stood back in a stupor, he had failed to do anything right. None of the expert paranormal exterminators he had read about, made the kind of mistakes he had made this night. However, he overlooked the fact that those stories were mostly fiction and this was a true situation. He was under-prepared and clumsy. Perhaps for a ghost hunter his attitude was in the wrong place; wanted to explore and interact with the restless spirits instead of eliminate them. In this sense he was a poor exterminator.
He stared dumbfounded at the the closet door as the ion cloud lightly seeped through the cracks of the door, his last canister was nearly empty, its targets missed.
"What a mess I'm in" he said to himself, kind of grinning to himself. He tossed his ion gun onto the bed, its weight kicked up dust as it landed upon the mattress.
The ghostly cat fight still carried on, and Josh found everything about it a bit disturbing. "Would it had gotten any better if he had intervened?" He asked himself. The past these two she ghosts shared suggested "No".