The Office Poltergeist Part 1

It was 10:37am when Anya finally got a text from Rebecca.

{We're here}

It read, she immediately shot up and headed for the door. Anya had been ready for hours she spent her time pacing the floor back and forth since her mom had left for work, she was completely prepared her blindfold was in her pocket and her totem was in arms reach oh and she was dressed for success. She wore a pair of old jogging pants, a jean jacket and her mom's favorite Metallica T-shirt she thought she had black shoes and had to settle for flip flops but all things considered she cleaned up nicely. After she locked up she made her way down to Peters car this would be the first time she road in it fully conscious his car was an Olds Mobile but one still in good condition.

"Hop in the back"

He said with the windows raised down, when she was in the car Anya was drawn to there outfits Rebecca wore a black hoodie with Southfield High School on the back black leggings and her new shoes and beanie.

Peters wore a turtle neck khakis and dress shoes.

"Uhhh thought you said you had black shoes"

Anya turned to see Rebecca looking at her flip flops, she blushed.

"Yea I thought so to but no dice"

"You gonna be ok with your weird toes all out"

She said snickering Anya got in a fiddle position playing like her feelings were hurt.

"Well I'll have you know"

She began talking in a fake crying voice.

"I can move just as good in these as you do in snickers"

They laughed and giggled for a moment but Peters voice brought them back.

"All right calm down you two, so are we ready.

"Yep"

They said unison, at this he started driving.

"So do you know where were going"

Rebecca asked hoping for an actual answer this time.

"Yes got the orders from dispatch a few hours ago headed to Oak Park"

"Oak Park why"

Still driving he reached over grabbed a tablet and passed it to the back and Rebecca grabbed it.

"Unlock it there is no password"

She did and a mugshot pop up on the screen, the man in the photo looked rough he was bald with tattoos on his neck and some on his face he was scowling hard in the picture, even if he wasn't the effect would still be the same that effect being that this man didn't have a handsome face.

"His name is Billy Truman"

Peters said eyes still fixed on the road .

"He has been in trouble with the law since he was 15, early this morning around 2am he was pulled over by cops for not having a license plate. One thing lead to another and he took the police on a chase and eventually a shoot out"

"Damn"

Anya said low under her breath.

"He was held up a empty office building and after a elongated shoot out he was shot and died on the scene, so he will be your first mission"

Rebecca began to scroll through his rap sheet while Anya was leaning over and looking too, many words stuck out. Attempted murder, grand theft auto, domestic violence, armed robbery there were many charges like these multiple charges for the same charge and while scrolling they saw multiple for domestic violence.

"This guy...is a ass"

Rebecca slowly but eventually got out.

"Why are we going to help him"

"Because it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who the person was during there life what they did, said  or believed in, at the end of the day they all fall into the same boat and it's are job to help them pass on"

Rebecca's face hardened for a second but softened after a moment.

"Guess your right"

She said handing the tablet back.

It was quiet for a minute then Anya asked.

"Excuse me what's dispatch anyway"

"Oh there are mission givers, the comment Rebecca made yesterday you know walking around looking for ghost. Well in today's world we don't have to do that anymore , dispatch connects themselves to the police surveillance, reports, hospitals, cameras, nursing homes, 911 calls, missing person cases basically they keep there ears to the ground for anything they my pertain to death so when one is reported we can jump right on it"

"They connect to all this things or do they hack"

Rebecca said rather smugly.

"Ugh tomatoes tamatoes no need to split hairs, now as I was saying there are dispatch units all over the world they work differently depending on the region of the world your in, but here in the states there's a unit in every state and each unit oversees the city, town or county in that state. Oh and also they sign are pay

checks"

"OH FOR REAL WE GET PAYED"

Anya asked excitedly.

"Well I do you, you your education is payment enough"

Disappointed Anya sunk back into her seat.

Rebecca smiled at her  and a thought hit her head.

"Wait so if this dispatch is hacking people and this whole usher thing is not well known or taken serious then how are usher getting payed"

"Like I said child don't split hairs"

He said this without skipping a beat, they all smiled at this and finished there car ride. 11:05am was when they rolled up to the office, the lot was empty devoid of of a single soul.

"Umm where are the cops"

Rebecca curiously asked.

"Like I said dispatch does a lot the authorities were pulled away for while but we don't have all day to do this"

Peters parked close to the building.

"Alright get the essentials and lets go"

He killed the ignition  and hoped out and the girls followed suit. The building before them was four stores high and it just sat there like any other office building except it was a crime scene and it had a new unseen occupant.

"Game time"

Peters said while approaching the police tape, the glass on the entrance doors were completely busted open, specs of blood were seen by the broken glass, Peters lifted the crime tape and allowed the girls to go first. Once all three were inside Peters said.

"Cover up and open up"

So they all put on there blindfolds and open there 3rd eye.

"He was shot and killed on the 4th floor will start there"

They took the stairs to the 4th floor a strong silence fell between them all, the feeling of being the only living people in building was eerie.

"Have your totems at the ready, just in case"

They followed orders Rebecca rolled up her right hoodie sleeve exposing the bracelet she was wearing and Anya furiously held onto the wand. When they reached the 4th floor it was apparent there was a shoot out, there were bullet holes all in the walls in the floor and cubicles with there vision they saw little white drops all on the floor that was blood Peters didn't need to tell them because they already knew it was. They began to follow the blood drops it lead to a large pool of blood and one of those outline that police use for dead  bodies. The blood stained the carpet and it sunk into the girls the realness of the situation, it was off putting so much that Anya was about to ask a question she all ready knew the answer to, she was about to say did he die here when a unfamiliar voice emerged.

"Who the Hell are you three"