'My brother never believed in ghosts.'

'He always knew they were some kind of joke.'

'A joke.'

'Ugh, stupid brother.'

Skrrp, skrrp

      Went the pages as the girl turned them over in frustration.

'Why does he never understands my points of view? Is he a total nut or something?'

      The speed of turning of pages increased.

'Alright, if that's how he wanna play the game, then he should know I am a pro at this. I can crack this case in two seconds. I got this!'

      Stopping at a certain page and making sure she got that right, she picks up a file and scribbles down few notes while burying her nose in it, her usual way of writing.

      She stops and tries to make out the words that she just wrote. “Abluz Lupe Sazot Kimig . . . what the heck does that even mean!?”, She cried in dismay and faceplants on her desk. “This ain't going anywhere . . . I have to start all over again . . . ”.

'Ugh all that work for nothing! How will I be able to do this in due date!?'

      She looks up at the window through which bright rays of sunlight were coming through then looks at the clock. “I can't believe I wasted my precious time over something which was literally nothing at all! I guess I should have-”

Tap . . . Tap . . . Tap . . . Click . . .

      She tensed up. She was maybe naive and gullible but she was quick enough to lookout for danger. One could say her sixth sense was sort of sensitive.

Creeeeeeeeak . . .

      The door squeaked at the hinges. Now that was enough to make her alert. She didn't turn back and tried her best to stay still. She eyes her desk looking for something and then grabs a sharp pencil . Just in case. For self-defense.

Tap . . . Tap . . . Tap . . . Thud . . .

      She hold her breaths as she makes scary scenarios in her head.

'Oh shoot, What if there is a burglar!? Or a serial killer!? Or a creepy clown!? Even worst . . . my physics teacher!? What? Don't judge, physics teachers are scary!!'

      Anyways, whatever was the case, it stopped right behind her. She could make out sounds like shuffling.

      She closes her eyes, ready to take the hit on her head with a bat, iron rod, or whatever thing it was carrying with it. She knew the impact will going to be strong as it made the atmosphere really uncomfortable and scary. Being the top student in army training for girls, she knew how to read such situations.

      But suddenly, very suddenly, she didn't care about the whole situation. She was as silent and calm as a ladybug and suddenly blurted out, “Don't. Even. Think. About. It.”

      “You got to be kidding me!”, a frustrated male voice responded. “I thought you had it for this time!”. The girl turned back and smirked.

“In your dreams Marsh-mellow . . . ”

“Hey, it's Marshall!"

"Don't care, I like Marshmellow better!"

"But you did got freaked out, right~? Now don't lie to me Maria, I know you were scared, like a poor scaredy cat~"

“Hah!? No way! I was being dramatic!”

“Yeah right!

“I swear!”

      “Yeah, yeah, whatever”, Marshall snickered while ruffling his black hair. "Anyways, whatcha doin?", he asks while eyeing the books she was keeping on her table.

      "Hey! Hey! Hey! I am still busy with work so get out!”, Maria stands up covering and hiding books from him.

      "You are still studying about those ghosts?? Hah!! Lame!!", Marshall wheezed while ruffling up his sister's hair. "Grow up and look at the real world you dumbo!"

      "Hey quit it! I am not a dumbo! You are! And what's wrong with studying about ghosts!? Huh?? It's way better than those stupid looking bimbos out there"

"Dude, chill! And they are called aliens. A-l-i-e-n-s. And they are real."

"Yeah, like your girlfriend!"

      Marshall stops dead in his tracks. Maria gulped. She forgets that he just broke up with his girlfriend not too long ago and it actually made him down in dumps and lead to depression. Maria thinks to change the topic so that he doesn't go back to that same feeling.

      “LMFAO!! THAT'S ACTUALLY A GOOD ONE!! SHE BE REALLY LOOKIN LIKE A DAMN BIMBO!!”, Marshall wheezed and slapped his leg while holding his tummy and laughing out loud.

      "Y-yeah..", Maria nervously laughs.

'Whew, at least that didn't go in worst direction...shit, gotta look out for what I actually say to him now....'

      "But people have actually seen them, alright? And there are so many conspiracies regarding them, so you can't tell me otherwise."

      Maria's face becomes red and puffs up her cheeks in rage, her usual way of getting angry.
"Well there are many histories and stories of tragedies due to which many souls didn't make it to heaven or hell and also they have been caught in tapes!"

      "Maria, those tapes could have been altered by people, and speaking of hell and heaven is like you are saying God exists, if God made the earth then why do scientists say that earth was a formed when gravity pulled the swirling gas and dust in to become the third planet from the sun and volcanic outgassing probably created the primordial atmosphere and then the ocean, but the early atmosphere contained almost no oxygen so it took eons to actually become stable planet for us. Plus it's not like earth decided to become someone to give us home in this lonely dark space, it's all science and unpredictability."

      Maria sighs and rolls her eyes. Then she smirks and goes back to work. "It seems like you just don't wanna believe that I can be right."

      "Its not I don't wanna believe I am wrong but it's I know I am definitely in the right." And with that Marshall leaves her room.

'Yup! I knew it. He is a total nut.'

'Just wait, I will prove it to you! Even if it means that I gotta sell my soul to the devil!'

      Maria gets blinded by the bright light that suddenly forms right in the middle of the room which makes a star sign in red.

      She rubs her eyes and adjusts to the light and notices someone in the dark hole standing or floating? She can't tell exactly but she didn't cared for that because the whole situation blew her mind.

"You called?"