“Thanks again for coming, Jackie,” Rose says as we walk through the darkened tunnels. I offer her my best smile as I do my best to curb my anxiety.
“It’s no problem, Rose, I’ve been thinking of checking out this club for a little while, so you just gave me the perfect reason to actually do it,” I state, shooting quick glances at the dark corners. Phantom floats next to me, snickering but I refuse to acknowledge such behavior. I still remember that creepy feeling the last time I walked these tunnels at this time at night and I’m not going to forget all the warnings I’ve been given from all the ghosts I’ve met so far. For all I know, Phantom’s sister could be waiting just around a corner or inside a wall to rip the crystal right out of my chest. Which has a high probability of killing me an
