My sweat was cold, my breathing was getting louder, when were finally just a few inches away from the door, I was finally shaking.
"Relax Anthony. I'm here aren't I?" Sarah comforted me.
Tang ina. This is bad.
I feel so comfortable with her. She's grounding me when I'm starting to spiral.
"Yeah. I should." I said dryly.
I peeked inside the restroom, and then looked back around checking if someone's around other than us.
When I secured it was just us, Sarah entered the restroom first.
The crucifix was doing its magic and the dark energy inside the restroom was gone.
Sort off.
[DARK ENERGY TO HIGH. PARTIALLY WARDING IT.]
Partially? Not totally? But partial?
Is the vicious spirit that strong already?
"Millien, what do you think?" I looked over my shoulder and Millien was looking all to serious.
His brows furrowed looking at one of the stall. Then, his expression changed and loosened up.
"The dark energy around the last stall is higher than the rest. Seems like that's where the vicious spirit's grudge is at its peak." Millien explained pointing at the furthermost stall in the restroom.
Sarah didn't even hesitate and opened it. Good thing the restroom was always cleaned up. Or it'll be quite unpleasant.
"Anthony look at this." Sarah peeked out from the stall towards me.
I went to her and looked at where she was pointing.
There was a vandal that was quite disturbing.
"The whore's favorite stall where she spreads her legs." Sarah read it.
I frowned reading it too.
"Why is there still a vandal when the restroom has been repainted. That's not new." I touched it and scratched it.
That's when we heard some rustling outside.
"Who's in there?" A voice came from the outside.
Crap crap crap.
Must be the janitor. Yawa. We'll be questioned why a girl and a guy were inside the restroom with a no entry sign.
"Hey... It's just us." Sarah walked out of the stall towards the middle aged man outside with cleaning materials.
"What are you two doing in there?" His voice was stern and strict.
Maybe used to students sneaking into places, making out or worse.
"We have something we want to ask. We're from the paranormal club, and were investigating this restroom as our first task." I said, fluently.
Don't wanna let him thunk otherwise. But I could see in his eyes that he's still suspicious and doesn't believe what I said.
"What's your question?"
"This restroom was freshly painted right? Why is there still a vandal on the walls in the furthermost stall?"
The janitor sighed and looked around before gesturing to come closer.
Like he was afraid someone would overhear what he was about to say.
"It never gets painted over. No matter how many times it was coated, it still remained. And whenever we tried to coat it again, the words just gets bolder and bolder." He detailed out in a low voice, almost a whisper.
"That makes sense. Thank you. We have our clues." Sarah said and looked back inside the restroom.
"We should out the crucifixes inside the restroom. One in the middle above the mirror, and one inside that particular stall." I looked at the janitor, while, he's still not believing our club's real, he still did what I told him.
I made him out the crucifixes in the location I said.
[CRUCIFIXES EMBEDDED. NO HUMANS CAN REMOVE IT. ENTITIES MUST BE HIGHER LEVEL THAN THE SYSTEM TO REMOVE IT]
That's reliable. No bored students with nothing to do will be able tor remove it.
I could still see dark energy around, but not that dense.
We left the restroom, and bid our goodbye to the janitor after thanking him.
But the issue was...
We haven't seen Cynthia...nor the vicious spirit inside the restroom.
So Sarah and I went back to the club room. We were chatting as we walk, talking about how we will handle the vicious spirit and eliminate it for good. Or if the spirit could still be saved.
As we got close to the club room, we heard muffled noises coming from the inside.
Sarah went still, while I just brushed it off playfully.
"Maybe, Gino's watching some guy stuff, thinking we'll be back later."
We didn't open the door, giving time for Gino's little activity inside.
We could hear the noises went louder then softer. Thinking it was just the speaker doing the works.
Moments laters, the noised stopped. We waited a bit more to let Gino calm down or something.
Whatever he did, that's on him. But Sarah's not looking great at all.
Her face was flushed, maybe out of second hand embarrassment. While I was just playfully thinking Gino, must have been pent up or something.
Even I would have urges if I got a bit carried. But because I kept myself busy, and I have entities around me all the time....
That's just my life. And I'm not that bothered by it since I've got a lot to think of rather than myself needs.
Maybe twenty minutes in...
I opened the door.
And I shouldn't have not.
I went still. Frozen from where I was standing...then my gaze went to Sarah out of worry and concern.
She looked... Heartbroken. Tears fell down from her eyes as she gasped and then turned around and ran off.
Why?
Because...Gino wasn't just watching. Cynthia was with him.
Sitting on his lap, like she belonged there. And Gino? Had his arms wrapped around her, still high from the activity they did.
That Sarah's departure didn't even register to him.
I clenched my fists. I was furious. Sarah cried. Sarah heard them. And I was blindly defending him. Thinking he wouldn't do something like this.
I cleared my throat m that's when both of them scrambled away from each other. Cynthia smoothen her blouse, and I could see her jeans wasn't zipped up yet.
And Gino?
Seems like he just snapped back from a trance, that he groaned and clutched his head.
Then the system chimed...
[CYNTHIA HAS BEEN POSSESSED]