Ok, since the prologue is veeery short, I am going to take the chance to just say a few things before this story starts. Firstly, it is already finished and is 10 Chapters long, all between 3000-4000 words (except for Chapter 10, as it's combined with the epilogue), not including the prologue. It is the sequel to my story of I Am Still Here, though I guess if you really wanted to, you could read it on its own.

The M-rating is NOT for anything sexual, it is for upsetting themes that will be playing a part in the plot, though I guess it could be rated a T, I'm just paranoid.

I will be posting each Monday, though it's been known that lots of reviews can convince me to post sooner. This fic plays off four years after the end of I Am Still Here and as it's in England, the Japanese team isn't going to make an appearance.

Because it's in England, any dialogue written normally is English, while bold is Japanese.

So: "Blah" – English; "Blah" – Japanese; Blah – Thoughts; Blah – Spirit talking

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt or anything to do with it. All I do own in this story is my OC characters and the specific nuisances of the plot, though I won't say that in earnest. This is the only disclaimer I'll post for the duration of the story, as I think they are silly and useless, as you obviously wouldn't write fanfiction if you owned the story, you would publish it and become stinking rich.

Without further ado, enjoy!

Prologue

White.

White, white, whitewhitewhitewhitewhitewhiteWHITE!

Bony arms curled tighter around even bonier knees and whimpers filled the small, empty room. The sound seemed to bounce off the padded walls, mocking the inhabitant and cruelly taunting them about their inability to leave.

It was too white…

Eyes squeezed shut tightly, knowing that if they opened, horrible things would play out before them. Taunting voices came from non-existent shadows; because in this room, there was nothing to cast shadows.

Yet it seemed to writhe in shadowed presences…

The tears on their cheeks had long since dried up in uncomfortable tracks, staining their face along with the blood from their gnawed lips. Scratches covered the skeletal arms as permanent shivers wracked through their body.

It was too silent, yet so loud at the same time…

Though as much as this room frightened them, what waited outside frightened them even more. Horrible things waited for those who left the safety of the isolated room…

So… Stay Inside…