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They aren't here to humor the living."
    "Whatever. I just want my chances of actually finding something to be as high as possible."
    Again I couldn't help wondering why she was so eager-no,
desperate-to go on a paranormal investigation. I'd encountered
overzealous paranormal junkies before, butJordin was different.
Smart, confident. She'd quickly realized exactly which buttons of mine to push, and she pushed them like a pro. On the other
hand, I still had the impression that all of this might have been
nothing more than an odd whim for her, a curious indulgence.
A new adventure for someone who was rich enough to have done
just about everything else.

    I told her I needed some time to think about it, and we parted
ways. It wasn't because I did need time; I just didn't want to seem
eager.
    And I wasn't eager, after all. I had lived and breathed this
world Jordin wanted to enter so badly for most of my life. It
wasn't that I'd gotten sick of it or anything. But investigating the
paranormal was always my parents' thing, and while I couldn't
deny that it was a rush on those rare occasions in the field when
you found something genuinely amazing ... it was still like something I was born into rather than a path I had chosen for myself.
My parents were cool about it; they never pressured me to enter
the family business, always willing to accept whatever choice I
ultimately made.
    So I had left that life behind. There was no "good riddance"
or anything on my part. I just kind of... graduated. I became
an adult, and my passions were now elsewhere.

    I waited a few days to call Jordin and give her the answer I
had known I was going to give that day she made her sales pitch.
Even later, after hands were shaken and terms were agreed to, I
still couldn't believe I was going through with it.
    But Iget to pick the locations....
    All right, then. She wants to go someplace already proven to be
haunted? Someplace she's guaranteed to encounter actual ghosts?

    I'd give her an adventure she would never forget. And it might
even be enough to end Jordin's weird little quest before it got
out of hand.
    I knew exactly where I would take her first.
    And hopefully, last.

    I read the introduction to my psychology textbook four times
without retaining a single word. The entire tome might as well
have been filled with four words, written over and over and
over....
    The nightmare is coming. The nightmare is coming.
    What did it mean?
    And what was going on with Jordin? Was that really her I
saw Saturday night?
    I looked around my solitary dorm room, thankful that Jill
wasn't there to talk my ears off. This year I'd splurged and reserved
a room at the highly sought after Hogan residence hall, where
only seniors were allowed. No roommates in my private room,
though I shared a common area and kitchen with a few other girls. I even had my own private bathroom, so there was rarely a
time when I ventured outside of my glorious privacy. I preferred
solitude as a rule, and thanks to my unusual employment the
last year, I could afford the indulgence.

    The nightmare is coming.
    The nightmare is coming.
    I glanced down at my spiral-bound notebook and saw for
the first time that I'd filled an entire page with a column of that
sentence.
    I snapped my textbook shut, unable to focus. This wasn't
like me, and it was annoying.
    My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. I slid
out of my desk chair feeling like a slug and wondering why I
couldn't shake off my experience from Ghost Town amusement
park. The first day of classes was tomorrow, and I had a lot to
do.
    I yawned as I opened the door. "Yeah?" I asked mechanically.
    "Have you seen Jordin?"
    I blinked. Standing just outside my door was Derek Hobbes,
with his thin build, wavy blond hair, and impossibly piercing eyes.
Those eyes were usually bright and sharp, but today they were
clouded by anxiety. Dark circles and a haggard expression made
him look like he