The eyes of the small girl burned into the lens of the camera, as though she were trying to stare it down. Luke and Liam couldn’t see anything of course - they said that it looked like there was just a blank space right beside me.

“But that doesn’t explain why I didn’t see her when I was there,” I said, staring straight into the young girl’s eyes. “She was right there. How the hell did I not see here?”

“Maybe you just missed her?” Luke suggested. “We were busy fucking around, plus it was dark. Maybe we distracted you and you just didn’t notice.”

“I don’t think you fully grasp what these things look like,” I said, possibly more harshly than I needed to. “Would you miss a person if they were sitting literally right in front of you?”

“Maybe,” he said with a shrug.

“In that case,” Liam joked, “you are not the person I want to be bringing into abandoned buildings with me.” He cracked a half smile and looked at me to see if I would do the same for his joke, but I was too concerned to really think about humor right then.

“If this is something that I actually can’t see except in video, then we’re all in more danger than we thought,” I reminded them. “This thing could be anywhere around us, and I would have no idea.”

“Except this thing hasn’t done anything to anyone except give you a couple of nightmares,” Luke snipped back, his arms crossed.

“Or,” Liam immediately cut in, grabbing my hand and giving it a light squeeze, “maybe the ghost is in a box, headed to another part of the country, and we won’t have to worry about it again.”

I let out a large sigh. Maybe Liam was right and I was freaking out over nothing. There was something in my bones that told me that that wasn’t the case, though. But honestly, when had my intuition been serving me at all lately?

Caitlin’s head popped in through the doorway, and she gave us all a questioning look. “Why do I feel like I’m missing something and, if so, why are you not recording it?”

“Andi sees a ghost in the video that she didn’t see on the day of filming.”

She raised her eyebrows and her gaze focused on the screenshot on the monitor. “In the rented car, no less. Any chance it could be a ghost that’s related to the car? They could always be doing the old James Dean thing and using haunted parts from a death car.”

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I shook my head. “Not unless that happens to be the same one you used the last time you went to the Peters Building. The ghost was the same one that I saw in the video.”

She kept staring at the screen for a moment, as though she was trying to will herself to see what I was seeing, but then she seemed to give up and turn toward me. “Did you see her anywhere else in the video?”

Liam shook his head. “We only got to where we put the footage of us driving there.”

Caitlin rolled her eyes, then plopped down in a chair in the room. “Well for god's sake, play the fucking thing, and let us know if you see any more ghosts.” Luke looked at Liam, who gave him a quick shrug, so he also grabbed a chair, as Luke started the video.

The girl wasn’t in the rest of the video, which did help put me a little bit at ease - even if I couldn’t see her, at least she didn’t seem to show up very often. We all watched the rest of the video, and the three of them occasionally threw out a piece of information about the shoot or a fun fact about other places they’ve been and how they were similar. When we got up to the section about the third floor (which had indeed been carefully cut so that the graffiti never showed up on screen), they told me the story about the time Liam almost fell through the floor - apparently they’d been doing an Estes method reading where Liam was blindfolded and listening to the spirit box, but he’d gotten up to walk instead of just sitting. He’d learned his lesson and stayed in one place ever since.

I had to admit it, coming from someone who used to drink just to get through their videos, I really enjoyed this one. I wasn’t sure if it was just because I knew them, so now it felt like hanging out with friends, or if I’d just changed as a person in these couple of days. Either option seemed possible.

“So?” Caitlin asked the second the end screen started to roll. “Did you see any other ghosts?”

“Not even Grady which matches what I saw that night,” I answered.

“Shit,” she said. “I was hoping we captured something again. But I suppose our audience won’t know the difference.”

“They’ll know that Andi said she didn’t see anything,” Liam pointed out. He was right - it was one of the last shots in the video, right after they went over the potential evidence. It added a nice mystery to it, as to whether or not I was telling the truth.

“And that might affect whether or not they believe that she’s a psychic,” Caitlin reminded them. “Are you okay with that, Andi?”

I nodded. “If they believed Circe without any evidence, then I’m sure they’ll believe in me, too.”

“Hey, Circe’s trying her best, okay? She’s gotten rid of plenty of spirits for us.” Caitlin looked irritated that I might even insinuate that Circe wasn’t telling the truth, so I shrugged.

“I’m not saying she didn’t,” I reminded her. “I’m just saying that she didn’t have any proof to her claim either.”

“And,” Liam said, his voice slightly elevated in a way to let Caitlin know that she shouldn’t continue that topic of conversation, “we all know they’re both good for the channel, so let’s just drop it.”

“Fine,” Caitlin said, standing up from her chair abruptly. “In that case, I’m going to actually head to bed. If you all approve that video, it should go up tonight. The algorithm for ghost videos seems to work better when they’re posted later at night.”

“Alright,” Luke nodded. “We can get that up.”

“And we’ll monitor the comments to see the response to Andi.”

Caitlin nodded. “Wake me up if you need me. And don’t need me.”

The minute she was gone, Liam turned to Luke and sighed. “She’s in a mood tonight, isn’t she?”

Luke rolled his eyes. “You know she’s just protective of Circe. I hope you don’t take any offense to that,” he said, his eyes flicking to mine. “I don’t think she dislikes you in any way, but you’re always going to lose to her friend from high school.”

“They were friends in high school?” I asked, surprised. “And they both got into this sort of a line of work?”

Luke and Liam both laughed lightly. “What’s that old saying?” Luke asked. “Birds of a feather and all that. Those of us with unusual interests sure do have to flock together.”