Jeremy
We let the box run for another fifteen minutes, and we got nothing but some random noise that we couldn’t distinguish as intelligible words. “Okay,” I said, as the boredom started to weigh on me. “Let's do something else.” I packed the Spirit box back in my bag. “Dining room next?”
Harley gave me a strange look. “Yeah, I guess,” she said in such a low voice that I had to strain to hear her. We moved through the service door into the massive dining room and did an initial sweep of the room with our cameras.
Moving down the table, I pretended to sit down, even though there was no chair. I rested my elbows on the table and squatted low, then glanced up at the big mirror, and then back over at the head table. Harley was frowning at me. “What are you doing?”
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