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Teenage Ghost
Dan made a copy of the video, called Principle Stone, then two of his crew whom he knew he could count on to show up under short notice.
The small group met in the cafeteria.
Dan brought his laptop from home because he didn’t want to walk up to the A/V room and borrow any school equipment.
“What you’re about to see, you are probably not going to believe.” Dan explained. “I assure you no one has tampered with this video.”
He pushed play and the video of the multi cams played starting at midnight.
The temperature in the cafeteria began to drop as Science Lab Two erupted in chaos.
“What the?” Ms. Stone hit the pause button. “Is there an individual feed? Can I get a bigger picture of this?”
Dan’s two coworkers glanced at each other nervously in silence.
The single camera of Science Lab Two played on the screen. The room was destroyed, there was no doubt of that. No matter how slow they played the film, even frame by frame, there was no one there doing it. They could see things happening, but nothing to cause them to happen.
The two maintenance workers shifted their weight continuously through out the presentation.
“Do you two know something I don’t know?” Dan accused them and paused the playback.
The two shook their heads vigorously.
“Speak!” he demanded.
“Look no one has seen anything of course.” the first spoke up. “It’s just, last summer that girl committed suicide in the bathroom. You know, I don’t know, maybe that made some kind of bad juju up in here.”
“Yeah.” the other chimed in. “I watch a lot of ghost hunting shows and you see a lot of this on there.” He tried to make himself look less superstitious, “I’m not saying anything like that is going on here, it could all be some kind of elaborate hoax or prank. Focused on you, Ms. Stone. Some kind of senior’s initiation prank for the new principle. Test your metal, that kind of thing.”
Ms. Stone felt somewhat comforted by the idea of a solid, rational explanation.
“I don’t know about that.” Dan switched the camera to the Audio Visual storage room and fast forwarded it near the end. “I thought it was something like that too, til I saw this.” he pushed play in slow motion.
Nothing changed in the room, it looked perfectly undisturbed. Then suddenly near the end of the time frame, the entire file cut to static.