Ghost Hunters
400 years. That’s how long I’ve been here, since my most unfortunate death. 400 years, and I’ve never seen anything like it. Mind you, I’ve seen some crazy things – the scheming that went on over who would take over the estate after I was gone. That was the first poisoning that I witnessed. There have been a few others since. I’m surprised none of them stuck around, like I did, to get their revenge. The company would have been nice.
And there was the strangling in 1863. It was blamed on housebreakers, but of course I know it was the husband. I’m sorry Emma didn’t stick around after her murder. She was a pretty little thing. Reminded me of my own wife (who I did NOT murder. That was housebreakers).
And there were some crazy people here in the 1890s, and again in the 1970s, who went through some really bizarre rituals trying to contact “the spirits in the house”. It’s just me, folks, and I’m not in the mood for your games.
But THESE people. Good heavens. There are dozens of them. With cameras, and weird clicking machines. And the stories they’re telling about my death are completely false (my accuser was just after my estate. Which his nephew poisoned him for three months after he took possession. Serves him right). My darling wife was everything to me. Even if she hadn’t given me the heir I so desperately needed in order to keep my vile cousin from inheriting, I would never have harmed her just to marry someone else. But that’s the story they’re telling to their cameras. They’re such liars. Why, they’re even pretending that the four of them are here alone in the dark. There’s a whole damned crew. They set up a buffet meal in the kitchen. But of course they’re not showing that in their films. They’re spending all their time in the great hall trying to annoy me into doing something they can film.
Fortunately it’s kept all of them busy for a while. Not being solid anymore, it takes me longer to move things around. If they weren’t so persistent, I definitely wouldn’t have had time to add all that arsenic to the buffet and then hide the container.
Maybe one of them will decide to stick around…
