The Settimio brothers; Sinclair and Estes. They were famously known as paranormal investigators, always investigating haunted houses, possessed objects, traveling around the world to various haunted locations and documenting their adventures and investigations.

Sinclair was the oldest, he was in charge of all the research and places they would visit or even got called to investigate. Estes was the youngest, he was in charge of all the equipment that were used during these investigations.

Tonight they were investigating an abandoned hospital where there were rumors of an old patient died. The rumors spoke about how their entity possessed everything inside the hospital and gave their unwelcome visitors seven days to live before they collected their body.

Estes followed behind his brother, taking shots of every hospital room and paying attention to the reader. Once they reach the end of the hall, Estes hears his reader go off and the red light blink repeatedly.

Sinclair noticed the sudden shift in atmosphere, giving his brother a knowing glance before opening the door and stepping in. Immediately the eerie feeling of the room sent a chill down the brothers spine. Estes settled his equipment all over the room, in hopes of documenting the night and catching your presence.

After hours of waiting, Estes' spirit box went off. Almost immediately both brothers put on their headphones and listened to the subtle static and noises the box picked up. Nothing at first until-

“Seven.. Seven days.. Seven days to live..” Your ghostly voice static through the box. The words you spoke sent both brothers in a scared frenzy. Not only were they scared of their lives being taken but they had managed to catch the voice of the entity who was haunting the hospital.

“That’s a sick joke, right?” Sinclair spoke up, looking at his younger brother, only to see Estes staring off to the corner of the room and looking like the blood got sucked out of him.

“T-they’re here.” Estes whimpered out, keeping his gaze locked on your ghostly form