Chapter 2

" Interesting right “?

I spun towards the voice expecting it to be the Hooker again since he keeps appearing out of nowhere but instead I saw the Shadow ghost from the lighthouse standing next to the false grave.

I frowned at him ” why are you here, I thought I didn't owe you anything “.

He laughed, at least that’s what I thought it was it's hard to tell since he didn’t have a mouth that I could see.

" Something was buried there centuries ago though it’s not the certain object you need to find for Robert it might lead you to it, though it might also lead you in the wrong direction if you're not careful so be careful girl “.

I opened my mouth to ask him something else but I saw something silver out of the corner of my eye and I faced the object trying to see what it was.

What I saw was a silver corner of what I think could be a book so I bent down and started to dig the book up. It took a couple of seconds to dig up and I could see that it was a book but a very old silver one with webbed cracks. The book didn’t have anything written on the front of it so I opened the cover and written on the inside cover was.

This belongs to the

friend of Robert.

" Why is there no name ” I turned toward the shadow ghost.

" How would I know that I’m just here to tell you that Robert set you a time limit, you have one week to find his friend's artifact “.

With that said he turned to walk away and I just stared at the ghost in surprise until he disappeared. After a couple of seconds of staring at the place, the ghost disappeared before turning back to the book in my hand. For some reason, I decided to sit down against Roberts fake grave and opened to the first page to read it.

It’s now been a couple of days since I came back to my

childhood home with my wife and Robert is back to his

old tricks again. He keeps locking her into different

places and not telling me where she is until I play

all of the old games we played in childhood. I wasn’t

surprised that he acted like that though because he

acted the same way when I was a kid. He was always

doing things that got me in trouble and when I told

them Robert did it they didn’t believe me. I had hope

Robert wouldn’t be as childish but he is still like a

kid. Though the main reason he is acting like this

might be because I gave my wife something Robert

gave me to represent our friendship. I gave it to

her because she saw it and decided she wanted it.

When Robert saw it on her he refused to talk to

her and my wife thought I was crazy when I talked

to him and he didn’t respond around her. I think I even

heard her talking to my parents about getting me

some help and I’m worried that they will try to send

me somewhere. The object I am talking about is an

arrowhead he found buried in the cemetery near my

house. I have to go so until next time this book

will be hidden in a box under my bed with all the

other stuff Robert gave me in with it.

I frowned down at the words wondering if the artifact I need to find is the arrowhead of the box full of different stuff given to him by Robert.

The first one would have a more emotional value but the second one has a lot of other artifacts that could have a lot of value too. Even if I figure out which one of these artifacts is the one he wants I also need to find out where it is. I flipped to the second page of the book and decided to read more hoping that I can find out where either of these artifacts is.

It’s been a week since I wrote in this book and

everything seems to be going wrong first my wife

tried to get me committed to an asylum. Then when

I came home I learned that Robert tried to kill

my wife. She told me that somehow the piano from

the second story of our house rolled down the

stairs and nearly killed her. I knew it was

Robert because how else would a piano get anywhere

near the stairs when it was in a room three doors

down the hall. Of course, she wouldn’t have believed

me so instead of telling her what I thought I

went and confronted Robert but all he did was smile.

I am thinking I should try to lock Robert up in

the attic and forget about him because he is

starting to make me go crazy. Sometimes I think

maybe I am crazy I mean Robert has never talked to

anyone but me which at first I thought was a

coincidence but now I’m not so sure. I’ve had Robert

since I was a kid and no one besides me ever saw

the weird things he did like appear in different

places than where I placed him, things going

missing that would have little value so people

really wouldn’t notice them but I do. It doesn’t

make sense how no one noticed it but I think I

really need to get rid of him. I also think that

he stole my box full of things he gave me and

returned it because when I got my book out it was

the only thing in there. Anyway, I am going to

find another place to hide this because if

Robert finds it and reads what I wrote I’m afraid

he will kill me. Wish me luck.

I stared at the words on the pages wondering if everything that was on these pages was true because it’s suggesting that Robert is not a good person.

" It’s quite sad isn’t it “?

I jumped up and turned toward the voice and once again came face to face with the Hooker.

" What “?

He smiled ” Robert didn’t know how to act around humans because he was just a mischievous ghost that was trapped into a doll and given to someone when they couldn’t control him. That someone was the man who wrote in this book, he was given Robert when he was a child. Robert didn’t understand at the time that what he did was wrong because he has the mindset of a mischievous child. After his friend killed himself Robert sobered up and stopped being as mischievous as he was and instead gave himself to the museum. ”

I nodded wondering why I am believing any of this because ghosts are not supposed to be real I mean it shouldn’t make any sense.

" Do you know which artifact is the one I need to find, is it the arrowhead or the box “?

" What do you think “?

" Well the arrowhead might have a more emotional value but so could the box so it still could be either one and I probably won’t know until I read farther into this “.

He nodded ” then I will leave you to it “.

" So you aren’t going to help at all,” I asked with a frown.

" There is nothing I can do Isabella “.

I opened my mouth to say something but before I could he had already disappeared. I rolled my eyes irritated that these ghosts are just popping in and out of my life whenever they see fit.

It’s only been not even a day and these ghosts are already irritating me which is a new record because even my sister is not even that irritating. I shook my head at that thought before deciding to go back to reading but before I could my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the id, it read Cecelia White.

I decided to let it go to voicemail because I didn’t want to deal with her at the moment and decided to just turn it off completely. I mean we don’t talk that much anyway so I don’t think she will be worried when I don’t pick up. I settled back against the false grave and decided to read on to figure out what I need to find what Robert wants.

It’s only been a couple of weeks since I last wrote

in this but I think I have gone crazy, I keep

looking over my shoulder for Robert. It’s like he

is everywhere I am and no matter what I do I can’t

seem to lose him. The only relief I have is that

he hasn’t tried to kill me or my wife but I doubt

that relief will last long. He did steal the

arrowhead back from my wife because she was

searching for it everywhere the other day. When I

Went to confront him about it he denied the whole

thing saying it wasn’t him. I didn’t believe Robert

of course but there was nothing I could do about

it. I’m thinking of searching his room for it but

I’m kind of afraid that he will catch me and then

kill me or something like that. I know that I’m

treating him kind of wrong I mean Robert is like a

mischievous kid. The thing is kids don’t know

when too far is too far and Robert is the same way

he’s a kid that’s gone too far. Maybe I am being a

little bit hard on him I don’t know I am just

always afraid these days. Maybe if I just talk

to Robert and tell him what's wrong and what's

right then he will stop. It’s worth a try and

maybe I can get the arrowhead back also

because my wife really feels bad about losing it.

As I said it’s worth a try though I hope that

it doesn’t result in my death but it just might

so I hope I don’t die. If I do get the arrowhead

back I will probably give it to this man who

stores valuables of others. He will make sure it

never gets stolen or lost because that thing

means a lot to me. Anyway, I have to go and talk to

Robert.

" So the arrowhead is most likely at a place where people’s valuables are stored,” I said wondering out loud.

" It used to be yes,” said a voice.

I turned to see an old man leaning against a grave nearby he had on these brown old clothes, a head of white hair, and a sad smile.

" What do you mean it use to be “?

He sighed ” I’m Mr. Lowvan and I used to own that very shop until I died of course and my Grandson sold it because he didn’t want to stay in the family business. It was called Lowvan’s valuables holder and it was built by my great great great Grandfather. My Grandson didn’t even wait for me to be buried until he sold it to a man who turned it into a gift shop for tourists “.

" I’m sorry he did that Mr. Lowvan “.

And I was it must have hurt to have something that was in the family for at least four generations to be thrown away just like that.

He nodded ” thank you dear girl but that’s not the reason I am talking to you, no I am talking to you because that man did come to me to hide his valuable arrowhead. He wanted to make sure it was safe and decided I would be the one who would keep it safe. Now before you interrupt me yes my shop was sold and so was the different stuff in it but I know three possible buyers of the arrowhead “.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a notepad and a pen.

" I am writing down the three addresses of who I am pretty sure would have bought the arrowhead “.

When he was done he handed me the notebook and pen before saying.

" I think you should use the notebook to write down what you have found so far to help you find what you are looking for because it will help you remember “.

I nodded ” thank you “.

" Oh, there's no need to thank me I’m glad I could do something it gets boring being a ghost you are the most interesting thing that has happened to me in years “.

" Thank you anyway,” I told him before getting up and walk to the entrance of the graveyard.

When I look around as I walked out I noticed that all the ghosts had disappeared and the sun was starting to rise so I was here for at least an hour or so. I should probably get something to eat before going to sleep since I have been up all night.

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I’m now standing in front of the first address on Mr. Lowvans list it was the Key West shipwreck museum it’s the museum right next to the shadow ghosts lookout. It is said that after the man on top of the lookout was killed one year later on the anniversary of his death two security guards were killed in the museum.

When the security tapes were checked the next day but the only two people in the museum were the guards so they never see anyone else in there.

The ghost on the lookout might be the ghost in the museum but for some reason, I don’t think it’s his ghost that is in this museum. But I will find out when I go in won’t I, though I am hoping that no one will kill me.

It is night at the moment so I will probably have to sneak in when one of the tours come in or break-in myself. Though I am not sure I really should do that if there isn’t a tour what choice do I have I mean I can’t go in and say I want to see if they have an arrowhead.

Plus I would need to bring the arrowhead back to Robert so I would have to get it some-.

" You know you are some weird girl right “?

I jumped and turned towards the voice and saw a man who looked a lot like the caption of a ship or at least what I think a ship caption would look like.

" What do you mean “?

" Well, you are standing outside my museum just staring at the entrance not saying a word “.

" So you are the museum ghost a lot of people think it is the shadow ghost on top of the lookout “.

He frowned ” I don’t understand why it is my cursed gold from my ship in there so why wouldn’t I be the one haunting this place “.

He looked quite irritated at the moment so not wanting to irritate him any further I told him.

" I didn’t think it was the shadow ghost because he died in the lookout though I had no idea about you “.

He grinned ” I like you girl, so what do you want “?

" What makes you think I need anything “?

" I live right next to a ghost who can find out just about anything your Isabella right “.

I nodded ” I’m looking for the arrowhead that Robert gave his friend this is one of the addresses that was given to me by Mr. Lowvans “.

" It is not here “.

I frowned ” are you sure “?

" Yes of course but if you must check I guess I can let you hold on for a sec so I can cut the feed “.

" You can do that “?

He didn’t say anything and just disappeared into the museum.

I only had to wait for a couple of seconds before the door opened mysteriously. I slowly walked in and when I was completely inside the door slammed shut. If the lights weren’t on I probably would have freaked out but since they were lighting my way I wasn’t scared.

" Well girl what do you think about my museum “?

I just shrugged not paying attention to him as I look around trying to find anything that could lead me to the arrowhead.

" It’s nice so what’s the story behind you and your gold,” I asked as I was looking into the different displays.

" Well I’m not quite sure what made up legend they are trying to spout out but the real story is this, as me and my crew were sailing through the sea we came upon another ship that was quite worse for wear. Aye the ship looked as if it would sink any second, it wasn’t a pirate ship so they were wary of boarding our ship but they didn’t have much of a choice. So they boarded our ship bringing with them their gold, we of course told them if they gave us all their gold we would gladly take them to where they needed to go. We should have been suspicious about how easily they gave up the gold but at the time we could care less. It was not until about a week later when we were attacked by a ghost pirate ship that shipped my ship killing me and my crew along with it did I realize my mistake the gold that they had given us was cursed but of course it was too late we were all already dead “.

I paused for a second in my search and said ” so once they found the gold from your sunken ship your spirit was disturbed and you decided to haunt this place “.

I heard him chuckle " precisely “.

I was finally done searching the museum and I hadn’t found the arrowhead. I guess it was time to move on to the next address on the list. So I turned to the pirate ghost and said.

" That was quite a story thank you for sharing it with me but you were right the arrowhead is not here and I really should be getting to the next address “.

" Aye of course dear, good luck with your quest to find your Grandma I hope you find her “.

" Thank you I hope I do too “.

With that said I got out the notebook and tried to figure out where I had to go next.