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The moon swayed low. A quiet night – soft whispers drifted through the leafing trees that surrounded the elegant building. Maybe eerie, but it stood mostly solemn. A hospital, an old one dating to the ninths century, made of a now faded red brick that was darkened even more by the inky silhouettes casted by the waning orb. The old, metal gate creaked as the first of the team entered the grounds, scraping the rest of the way across the concrete – it was a side gate, they weren't used much. The hospital was still in operation but the top floor was shut down for repairs – and unofficially for the constant report by the floor's resident patients of ghosts - which was nearly perfect in the eyes of their leader to search for evidence of the supposed ghosts haunting the place. They would have to account for noises and wavelengths made by the patients and equipment but he did not particularly care. His crew was mostly going to use visual equipment and infrared. They walked down the way to the side of the building, once and awhile splashing in a small puddle left from the sprinklers. The newbie, a professor from some prestigious college, he couldn't remember which, was ready to jump out of her garb which was way too formal for this occasion. (Effervescent, isn't she. Nah, not the right word for it.)

Line break line bread – I mean break again . . .

Danny drifted silently; his tail flickered a bit. A couple of ghost children were still fooling around in the upper floor of this creepy hospital. That team of scientists and normal-run-of-the-mill thrill seekers would be here soon. The high-junkies he didn't worry that much about, it was the scientists. The little munchkins had grown on him. He didn't want them harmed. Sometime about a month ago he had tried to send them to the ghost zone but, as they had warned him several time during the whole episode, is that they couldn't leave. They were trapped, somehow, at this hospital. Sam and Tucker were still looking for possible reasons as to why they're bound there. Sam hypothesized that they had died there or something. Tucker chose the more sarcastic approach of they were just stubborn like that ghost dog. The dog kept returning because it was looking for it favorite toy, he mused; perhaps it was something like that. Those know, those kids get all cryptic when any of them asked. He saw Neil's tail flash through a wall. "Here I come," Danny said softly as he shot off, allowing himself to enjoy the chase a little.