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Post by Farrelei on Feb 21, 2009 19:25:10 GMT 10
The group began to move off again. Jacob smiled to himself as he thought of the horribly petrified girl in front of him. He could make her scream, if he wanted. But he knew he'd get slapped for that, and he wasn't the kind of guy that liked getting slapped by horribly petrified girls. So he didn't. He laughed to himself slightly, then remembered that the group was going, and had turned the corner already, so he hurried to catch up.
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 21, 2009 21:32:51 GMT 10
Maverick watched as the group departed around a corner, the lights behind turned off. Guard actors and workers alike also dispatched from their posts as the group was the last group of the night. Maverick leaned against the wall trying to stay in the shadows. "This is my chance" he though, he reached for a window above, and pulled himself out. He landed on the ground with a thump, which he was worried would alert the group or the actor guards. But, after staying put for a few moments, he realized that he was on his own.
"I'm by myself, in Alcatraz, at night. What could be better?"
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 22, 2009 8:21:17 GMT 10
Jacob moved along with the group, as the walked outside for the final part of the tour. "Many strange sights ; Many strange happenings have occured whilst you've been here this night" the tour guide announced, "But the most horrifying section of this tour... Is yet to come. Come with me now to the most haunted part of this prison... The Warden's Office" Jacob nearly laughed. It sounded kind of lame, and definately not scary. But he shrugged. He turned to say something to the guy behind him, who had been at the back the whole trip... ...But he was gone. Damn... I didn't see him get ahead of me. Ah well.
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 22, 2009 18:54:36 GMT 10
Maverick looked around, there wasn't much to be said for the outside of Alcatraz prison. A few courts where they'd play sports, paths to more parts of the prison, and a sheer cliff, going down to the waters edge. He knew he'd have to be careful, as no one knew he was gone (To his knowledge) and if he got hurt, or lost, he be alone, just him- -and the ghosts.
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Post by hiccup68 on Feb 23, 2009 14:28:21 GMT 10
Most horrifying? To come still? Milly stopped walking and moved to lean against the wall. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her breathing. Once she was satisfied that she was as calm as she could be she opened her eyes.
She couldnt see anyone else from the tour around.
What?
She was alone.
She was alone in Alcatraz Prison, in the dark. This couldnt get much worse. She thought as a few tears slipped down her cheek. She could hear noises in the distance but that wasnt really helping her. She was almost paralyzed with fear and she could barely see.
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 17:03:43 GMT 10
He caught back up, trying to find that girl he was going to tease. If he was going to do it, he had to possibly throw something at her, and it had to be done so that no-one would know it was him... Nah... It's a little mean... He had trouble founding her amongst the crowd. "...Ahh. I see. They're taking members of the tour to try and scare us! Nice tactics..." he whispered under his breath, and merging a little closer in with the rest of the group.
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 23, 2009 17:47:04 GMT 10
Maverick was wondering the grounds, trying to stay in the dark, so people wouldn't see him. Up ahead, he could see a sign post, on it, hopefully, the direction to one of the places he really wanted to explore. Without the group with him, or the phony, cheesy guard actors, he'd be able to check out whether or not this place was haunted or not.
He made his way up to the signpost, reading the names on it, Cell block A - C, Kitchens, Mess Hall and the Wardens Office. "Brilliant" he thought to himself. The Wardens office was meant to be the most haunted of the most haunted here in Alcatraz, and that's where he was heading.
He wandered down an ally, and came across tour signs pointing to the Wardens office. He followed them, and the path was clear. He took a gander through one of the windows looking in. Didn't look haunted, looked like any other office in the world, boring. There was a telephone on the desk, there was coffee stains on any flat surface and paperwork filled the majority of the room. Maverick certainly wouldn't be able to tell this room was haunted. Though, he couldn't deny there was a weird feeling that surrounded the room. It was probably because he was told it was haunted, but nether the less, it sent a shiver down his spine.
He wanted a better look inside. He knew that if he was caught, he'd get in considerable trouble. So, he had to get in and out, without the group, or any worker knowing. Which, could prove more difficult in practice then it did in theory, as he knew the group was heading there. He popped out a window and crawled in.
"Surly they can't be serious, this place, Haunted! There's nothing abnormal in here." He opened up a small cupboard behind the desk, centered in the room. Inside, where surprisingly, folders containing a number almost haunting in itself, amounts of files and work stocks. There was a few that seemed more, "a bit off" then others. One in particular, was a list of all the prisoners that'd been listed for, "Termination".
It made him feel a bit uneasy, and thoughts of why this room was considered haunted came to mind. He didn't want to stay much longer, so he got up and placed the file back in the cupboard and closed it. He span around facing the window. Just as he did, a silhouette of a human figure flashed towards him, then faded the second it came. He was never one to believe in the super natural, in tern, he wasn't afraid of ghosts. But the image made him jump. He landed on the desk, bringing it to the ground in a crash. He didn't care for that, because he was more concerned with what he just saw. He didn't want to believe he saw a ghost, "No, it was just shadows and my imagination." He regained his upright status, and looked towards the window. He moved towards it, and took one last look around the room. It was unchanged to what it looked like before he entered. Apart from the broken desk in the middle of the room. He climbed through the window, and went outside. He looked back through, making sure whatever that "Ghostly figure" hadn't returned. He started walking from the room. As he did, he picked up speed, before he knew it, he was running for the scene. He heard talking, which calmed him down, he followed it, and met up with the group.
"Maver, Where you been at?" Cried a voice from the crowd. "Ahh, got lost" he replied. "Where off to the Wardens office" said one of the people in the group anxiously. "The Wardens office?" Replied Maverick. "Wait, if they go there, they'll see the broken desk, and I'll have to pay for it." He thought to himself. "Yeah, should be good" replied a voice from the group. "Ahh, I was just there, and ahh, I looked in, and I saw a snake, um, moving around in there. It was black and looked dangerous." He said. Now, this could work in his favor, or work against him completely. The tour guide looked at him oddly. "Okay" he said. "People, there won't be a tour of the 'Wardens Office' tonight, due to circumstances beyond our control. But, I may aswell tell you about it." said the guide.
The group looked kinda sad, but most still sorta interested in what the guide had to say. "The wardens office is said to be one of the most haunted of the areas in Alcatraz. We don't know why, but people experience, visions, cold spots, noises, hallucinations, and many other phenomenon. It also has the only working phone on the island from the time Alcatraz was used as a prison."
The guide continued on for a while, but didn't say much more then that. Maverick had gotten away with what he did, but still was a bit on edge in case someone had to go there before the night ended or something. Because if they did, he'd instantly get blamed.
The group moved on, and Maverick followed, towards the back, as usual.
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 18:11:43 GMT 10
"Oh, there you are" Jacob remarked when he saw Maverick return, "I got a little concerned there. You said you saw the Warden's Office...?" As if it was by accident. He has guts.
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 23, 2009 18:17:13 GMT 10
Maverick looked up at Jacob. " More then just saw. I went in." Maverick said, in a toned down voice. "Don't tell anyone! I kinda broke the desk...."
Maverick looked kinda ashamed.
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 18:21:30 GMT 10
"WHAT!?" Jacob screamed, suddenly drawing attention to himself. "...Sorry, I just felt a tap on my shoulder. I thought it was someone else, but no-one was there..." The tour guide's eyes widened a little, but he smirked, "Perhaps the ghosts are telling you to stay..." The majority of the group 'ooed' as if it were some spectacular phenomena, then turned and walked straight back off. "...Sorry" Jacob apologised under his breath, He waited for the group to get a little further ahead before he turned back to Maverick, "You went in? And broke the desk? ...Hahahah, that's insane. That's hilarious! I can see tomorrow's headlines now..."
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 23, 2009 18:25:06 GMT 10
Maverick smiled slightly. "So can I. But on another note, I swear, there's some freaky shit going down in there. I swear I saw something."
Maverick started to follow the group as they walked off.
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Post by hiccup68 on Feb 23, 2009 18:32:48 GMT 10
Milly heard footsteps. She turned her head and squinted through the darkness. As the footsteps approached Milly broke away from the wall and started to run. She ran almost blindly towards the noises she was hearing before. Hopefully it was the rest of the group.
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 18:51:50 GMT 10
Jacob rushed to catch up, "Waddya mean? What was down there?? Maybe it was real... Maybe. I don't know... What I believe"
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Post by Biomanic on Feb 23, 2009 19:04:58 GMT 10
"It wasn't anything, 'Uber', it was just a flash, probably a mixture of shadows, my imagination, and my fear. I don't believe in ghosts and such. But, it was some freaky shit."
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Post by Farrelei on Feb 23, 2009 19:26:13 GMT 10
"...Yeah. Maybe ghosts... Are just what our brain creates for some entertainment" he joked, rather lamely, as the group turned the corner and were nearing the entrance to Alcatraz.
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