agilebrit | Snippet Saturday!

From Ghost Ship:

"Take us baaaaaaack..." Its voice was a growly quaver. Charlie snapped off a shot, but the energy bolt had no effect on it, passing through and spattering harmlessly against the bulkhead. "I am beyond your puny weapons. Take us back or face my wrath."

"Yes, yes, very frightening," said a dry voice. Russ spun around and confronted a see-through stranger lounging in the doorway with his arms crossed, dressed in clothing a hundred years out of date. "Might I remind you, Seymour, that we're not all united in this enterprise of yours."

"We must stay buried in hallowed ground!" Now the first apparition just sounded whiny. Russ turned again and saw that it had shrunk down to human-sized and had pushed the cowl off its head.

"What difference does it make? We're just as dead," the second specter snapped. "You'll have to excuse my colleague," he said to Russ. "He does have a flair for the dramatic."

"A flair--what the--" Russ collapsed into his seat. Mandy hyperventilated beside him, and Charlie knelt in front of her and chafed her wrists. "Someone want to explain to me just what the hell is going on?"

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