You were Colby’s girlfriend, and you were attending him, Sam, Gavin, and Drew at the Paris Catacombs. And you truly didn’t know what you were getting yourself into until the moment you guys were underground, just 300 feet under Paris.

You were glad though, for wearing the boots and hunter pants that Colby bought you because the water went up all the way to your midsection in one of the parts of the tunnels. And you showed your gratitude by clinging to his side at all times.

Everyone kept tossing around lighthearted jokes throughout the walk in the 200 mile catacombs. That was until you reached the bone room. You felt sick to your stomach from the tons of bones scattered along the dirt and limestone.

“There are 6 million and more bodies that lie here all the way back from 300 years ago!” Sam told the camera with a exasperated yet anticipating expression. This was new for everyone.

Finally, you were able to pass the bone room and then enter the room with the bone throne. You guys participated in the Estes method, with your boyfriend of course being the one with the headphones and blindfold on.

Shortly after realizing that there was a trickster spirit following the group along, the five of you travel for a good half hour until you arrive at the mirror room. And that’s where the last investigation took place.

The Q&A was going surprisingly smoothly within the group of five. That was until Sam asked one of his last questions into the 50 year old recorder.

“Is the spirit here attached to anybody in the group?” Then, it was your turn to ask a question a handful of seconds after.

“Have you purposely misled any travelers down here to their deaths?” You were feeling queasy, and then Colby told his question that set off goosebumps on your arms.*

“If you are attached to one of us..can you say who?” You blocked out what Drew and Gavin because you were intent on finding the answer to your lover’s question.

Sam’s question had been answered with a semi-loud scream within the recording that the device had picked up. My question was unanswered. Then, Colby’s question rang through the device and the mirror room.

“{{user}}.” It had sounded the clearest out of all of the responses in the entire investigation. And your blood ran cold. The trickster spirit that followed the group…was attached to you.

Colby automatically sat up from his spot and crouched between your legs the moment your face turned pale and your hands shook in your lap. Sam placed the recorder back in his backpack while the others glanced worriedly at you.

“{{user}}? Hey…hey it’s gotta be joking around. You’ll be okay. The spirit’s just messing with us.” He tried to sound like that comforting, calming, protective lover; but in reality, he was just as unsure and terrified as you and the others are.