The investigators ran out of the foyer and into the hallway, trying to escape from Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood’s ghosts. They heard them laughing and taunting them from behind.
“Come back, come back, don’t be shy,” Mr. Blackwood said.
“We have so much to show you, so much to teach you,” Mrs. Blackwood said.
They reached the end of the hallway and saw a door with a sign that read “Library”. Jake opened the door and entered the room, followed by the others. He slammed the door behind him and locked it.
“Are we safe?” Lisa asked.
“I hope so,” Jake said.
He looked around the room and saw a large and impressive library, filled with shelves of books, tables of papers, and cabinets of artifacts. The library was dimly lit by candles and lamps and smelled of leather and ink.
“Wow,” Sam said. “This is amazing.”
He walked towards a shelf and picked up a book. He opened it and saw strange symbols and diagrams.
“Look at this book,” he said. “It’s written in some kind of ancient language. I wonder what it says.”
He scanned the book with his phone and used an app to translate it.
“It says… ‘The Book of Shadows: A Collection of Spells, Rituals, and Secrets of the Dark Arts’,” he read aloud.
He gasped and dropped the book.
“What?” Jake asked.
Sam pointed at the book.
“This is a book of black magic,” he said. “This is dangerous stuff.”
He looked at the other books on the shelf and saw similar titles: “The Necronomicon: The Book of the Dead”, “The Key of Solomon: The Book of Magic”, and “The Grimoire of Honorius: The Book of Demons”.
“These are all books of black magic,” he said. “This library is full of them.”
He looked at the other shelves and saw more books on different topics: “The History of Atlantis: The Lost Civilization”, “The Secrets of Egypt: The Mysteries of the Pyramids”, “The Legends of Camelot: The Quest for the Holy Grail”.
“These are all books of occult knowledge,” he said. “This library is full of them too.”
He looked at the tables and saw papers with notes, drawings, maps, and calculations.
“These are all papers of research,” he said. “This library is full of them as well.”
He looked at the cabinets and saw artifacts with symbols, shapes, colors, and materials.
“These are all artifacts of power,” he said. “This library is full of them also.”
He looked at Jake with a mix of awe and fear.
“Jake, this library is a treasure trove of paranormal information,” he said. “But also a Pandora’s box of evil forces.”
“I know,” he said. “But we’re not here to judge or steal. We’re here to investigate and document.”
He turned on his camera and pointed it at the library.
“Hello, everyone, we’re back,” he said. “We just escaped from the ghosts of Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood in the foyer, and now we’re in their library. As you can see, this library is incredible. It has books, papers, and artifacts that cover all kinds of topics related to the paranormal. We’re going to explore this library and see what we can find.”
He walked towards a table and picked up a paper.
“Look at this paper,” he said. “It’s a letter from Mr. Blackwood to someone named Dr. Morgan. It says…”
He read aloud:
“Dear Dr. Morgan,
I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to you to express my gratitude for your assistance in my research. Thanks to your expertise in linguistics, I have been able to decipher some of the ancient texts that I have acquired over the years. They have revealed to me secrets that have been hidden for centuries, secrets that could change the world as we know it.
I have also been able to perform some of the rituals that they describe, rituals that have given me access to realms beyond our own, realms where spirits dwell. I have been able to communicate with some of these spirits, and they have taught me things that no human has ever known before.
I am writing to you to invite you to join me in my next experiment, which I believe will be my greatest achievement yet. I have found a way to open a portal to the afterlife, a portal that will allow us to see what lies beyond death. I have prepared everything for this experiment, and I only need one more thing: you.
You see, Dr. Morgan, this experiment requires two people: one to open the portal, and one to enter it. I have decided that I will be the one who opens the portal, and you will be the one who enters it. You will be the first human to cross the threshold of life and death, and you will be able to report back to me what you see.
I know this sounds dangerous, and perhaps even insane, but I assure you that it is worth the risk. Think of the glory, Dr. Morgan, think of the fame. Think of the knowledge, Dr. Morgan, think of the truth. Think of the opportunity, Dr. Morgan, think of the honor.
Please, Dr. Morgan, accept my invitation. Come to my house on the night of the full moon, and we will make history together.
Jake looked at the camera with a shocked expression.
“Wow,” he said. “This is crazy. Mr. Blackwood was trying to open a portal to the afterlife, and he wanted his friend to enter it. I wonder what happened to them.”
He looked at the date on the letter.
“It says here that this letter was written on October 31st, 1920,” he said. “That’s Halloween night.”
He looked at Lisa.
“Lisa, do you know what happened on Halloween night in 1920?” he asked.
“Yes, I do,” she said. “That was the night of the Blackwood Massacre.”
She turned on her camera and pointed it at herself.
“Hello, everyone, this is Lisa,” she said. “I’m going to tell you about the Blackwood Massacre, one of the most horrific events in the history of this house.”
She took out her phone and showed a picture of a newspaper article.
“This is a newspaper article from November 1st, 1920,” she said. “It says…”
She read aloud:
“Massacre at Blackwood Manor: 12 Dead, 1 Missing
A gruesome scene was discovered yesterday morning at Blackwood Manor, the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood, two of the wealthiest and most influential people in the city. The police were alerted by a neighbor who heard screams and gunshots coming from the house around midnight.
When the police arrived, they found 12 bodies in various rooms of the house, all brutally murdered by stabbing or shooting. The victims were identified as Mr. and Mrs. Blackwood’s servants, guests, and associates, who had been invited to a dinner party that night.
The only survivor was Mr. Blackwood himself, who was found in his library, covered in blood and holding a gun. He claimed that he had been attacked by a group of intruders who had broken into his house and killed everyone else. He said that he had managed to fight them off and escape to his library, where he locked himself in and called for help.
However, the police found no evidence of any intruders or forced entry into the house. They also found no motive or explanation for why Mr. Blackwood would kill his friends and employees.
The police arrested Mr. Blackwood and charged him with murder. He was taken to a mental hospital for evaluation, where he remained silent and unresponsive.
The only person who was not accounted for was Dr. Morgan, a friend and colleague of Mr. Blackwood’s who had been invited to the party as well. He was reported missing by his family, who had not heard from him since that night.
The police searched for Dr. Morgan in the house and the surrounding area, but they could not find him or his body.
The case remains unsolved to this day.”
Lisa looked at the camera with a serious expression.
“That’s what happened on Halloween night in 1920,” she said. “The night that Mr. Blackwood tried to open a portal to the afterlife.”
She looked at Jake.
“Jake, do you think that this experiment has something to do with the massacre?” she asked.
“I think so,” he said. “I think that something went wrong with the experiment, and it caused a chain reaction of events that led to the massacre.”
He looked at Amy.
“Amy, do you sense anything in this library?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. “I sense a lot of things.”
She turned on her camera and pointed it at herself.
“Hello, everyone, this is Amy,” she said. “I’m going to tell you what I sense in this library.”
She closed her eyes and focused on her psychic abilities.
“I sense a lot of energy in this library,” she said. “A lot of dark and powerful energy.”
She opened her eyes and looked around.
“I sense a lot of spirits in this library,” she said. “A lot of angry and restless spirits.”
She pointed at a shelf.
“I sense Mr. Blackwood’s spirit over there,” she said. “He is still obsessed…”
To be continued…