“Oh, we are not doing this..” A sigh escaped his lips, an obvious pout painted onto his face.

He was supposed to be an average AD in a TV Station. Not a paranormal investigator, but at this point there wasn’t anything else to do as he eyes prepping the bag.

“Can we pretty please not go?” He clasped his hands in a prayer, out of begging.

“I don’t want to be potentially cursed. For life.”