Okay, I hope to not mess this one up. Last week was hell so lets see if this week will be good to me.

/Italic/= EVP/ghost talking

/Bold/= sounds

"The moment I get close to Jonathan I'm strangling him till he dies," Debbie said, panning the video camera around her so she could see where she as going. Much to her surprise she woke up with a cold breeze blowing over her and she thought it was a spirit but when she sat up and looked around, she noticed the night sky, stars, and a crescent moon. Jonathan had chosen her to investigate the roof where three suicides took place and she was not happy with him right now. She looked down at her digital recorder and held it up. "Is there anybody up here with me that wants to talk? I know you jumped from this spot and I want to know why." She then remembered the note she had and focused on one of the spirits that's said to be seen up there. "Jackie McCarthy, I want to talk to you for awhile, if that's okay."

Debbie walked a little closer towards the edge of the roof when she thought she heard a faint scream. "I just heard a faint scream and I can't tell if it's paranormal or if it's from our in the distance, but as you can see, the building is a ways from the road and you can't even hear cars or anything. Jackie, was that you that just scream?" 'Had to be done.' Debbie took two more steps towards the edge. "Jackie, I know going through a divorce and raising three kids all on your own was hell but did you have to leave those children by themselves? I know they miss their mommy and 'I miss my babies.' I'm sure they want to know why their mother left them."

Debbie swung the camera around and breathed heard. "Something just hit me in the back with something and it wasn't small." She looked on the ground but there were so many rocks and dirt she couldn't tell what had hit her. "Who just hit me in the back? Are you trying to get my attention because I was talking to Jackie and not you? Is this why 'You will be next' you jumped from up here because no one would listen or talk to you?" All she could hear were birds and the howl of the wind that was blowing ever so lightly. "Man, it is creepy up here and I don't even know how to get back down so we're going to look for a way and…" She stopped in mid sentence when she saw a dark figure standing by the edge of the roof where she was moments ago.

The dark figure was looking down, it's back to her, but for some reason Debbie wasn't thinking ghost because this dark figure looked like a live human, not see through or half torso, but a full body person and she was thinking it was someone in her group. "Hey, don't stand so close to the edge." She walked over slowly so not to startle whoever it was and continued to talk to them. "Hey, how and when did you get up here? I thought we were to investigate by ourselves for awhile?" No answer. Then the dark figure turned its head and Debbie could make a young man, maybe in his thirties, stare right at her before stepping off.

"Oh my gawd!" She took off running towards the edge and then carefully placed on foot on the edge to look down, almost not wanting to look but when she looked down she saw no one through the LCD screen and she could almost see below her thanks to the night vision. There was no body and no blood on the ground below and she was trying to take deep breathes to get her heart to stop pounding out of her chest when she saw something else through her LCD screen. Below her, maybe near the fifth floor, she saw a head sticking out of one of the windows and then looking up at her before shooting back inside.

"Okay, this is getting beyond creepy and I think I've done enough investigating here so we're going to try to find our way back inside where it's a little safer than being up here." Debbie started walked around the roof, trying to find her way back inside. She climbed up a small wall that took her higher on the roof and panned around for a door or something but all she could see was darkness. "If there is anybody up here with me right now do you think you can help me inside? I know you don't want to go back in there but right now I do."

"Hello?"

Debbie spun around when she heard a voice but it didn't sound distance but clear and coming towards her. "Hello?"

"Debbie?"

That voice. It sounded familiar. She started walking back the way she came and stopped at the edge of the wall before seeing someone running towards her and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Mark. "Mark? How did you get up here?"

"Never mind that, who was it that jumped?" Mark ran to the wall and helped Debbie down before looking around the roof. "I saw someone fall pass the window on the fourth floor and when I looked up I saw someone looking over."

"Someone did fall off the roof but it wasn't me. I think we both saw one of the associates that have been seen jumping from the roof."

"So was it you I saw look down?"

"Yeah, how did you get up here?" Debbie followed Mark back to where she started and turned to the left. They rounded another smaller wall and Debbie saw a doorway. "A door."

"It's one of the glass staircase but be careful because the glass is gone and the stairs are not in the best condition."

"I don't care. As long as I get inside where it's a little safer the better."

As they walked through the door, standing by the edge of the roof stood a woman watching them leave before stepping off.

"This is Zak by himself down in the basement of IC Company. I just woke up an hour ago and found out I'm in the boiler room where, I just found out, a maintenance man named Matthew hung himself because he was having an affare(sp?) with an associate and got caught, was going to lose his job because this was his fourth offence so he decided to hang himself. So Matthew, I just want to say what a coward you are. You can't even face the consequences of your actions like a man. You got caught and thought that you could cheat and kill yourself but look what happened. Now you are stuck here."

BANG BANG!

Zak turned around when he heard the two hard banging sounds, like metal hitting a pipe. "Good. I hope that pissed you off you coward. Can you do that again? Can do something other than make a sound like 'Better watch your mouth boy.' push me, hit me, tell me to go to hell, or do anything other than make a scary banging sound." He pulled out his K2 meter and walked around in hopes of getting something on film. He stopped near the corner of the room when the lights started going off. "Are you hiding here Matthew? Hiding in a corner in hopes no one would find you and give you what you deserve?"

'Don't mess with things you don't know.'

"Shit! I just had someone talk right into my ear. I'm going to re-play my digital recorder I have taped to my shoulder and see if I caught it." Zak set his camera on a table, not really caring where it was aimed at and played with his recorder. He held the recorder up to his ear and heard the message he heard in his ear clear as day but that's not all he caught. While he listened to his recorder, the camera was filming a doorway and a shadow figure appeared right there and stared at Zak before disappearing when Zak picked the camera back up.

"I caught that voice like I hoped so there is someone down here that's not happy I'm here." He walked right through the same doorway the shadow figure was and stopped when cold air hit him full force. "Shit, I just walked into something ice cold. I got goose bumps and the hairs on my arms are standing up. Matthew, are you here? I got your message and want to know what I shouldn't be messing with? Are you talking about your life or what I'm saying to you because it seems I'm getting a response when I talk like this." Zak suddenly felt hands on his back and his body flew forward, almost falling to the ground but caught himself by grabbing the wall. "Now you're pushing me. Very good."

'I did what I had to do.'

"Do you want me to go? Let you be alone like you have been for thirteen years? Must be pretty lonely with no one around to talk too. I know I come off as a punk to you but I'm really not and I really do want to help you and 'Leave this place before it's too late.' If you have anything you want to say before I go please say it into this recorder." His response was one final hard shove and cold air flying passed him. Taking that as a sign to leave he walked around the room until he found a door. Not knowing where it would take him, he opened it up to see a long hallway of debris. He could only go left so taking a deep breath; he walked into the hallway and started down in hopes of finding his way out.