You're Scared. -->Lindsay-->Abbie

[dawn mccall whedon]

Hi, I'm Dawn.

The Beach Caves didn't exactly have a huge history for ghosts, just like I didn't have a huge history as a ghost hunter. It was the perfect place for three teenagers to go and do something new. Especially during the summer of 2010 when nothing in particularly was going on. My life was pretty much excitement free; the guy I had been dating had moved to Nevada for college, I had been kicked out of the popular crowd simply because I didn't give a crap about doing their bull.

I was dressed in some jean shorts that were covering up the bottom half of my bikini. On top I had just thrown on a large, red T-shirt to cover up my obvious cleavage. I had been swimming with Eliza and Kali at the beach before the three of us decided to split and race to the caves. I was pretty confident I was in first place but something told me Eliza wasn't far behind if she hadn't beat me already. Kali, well she hates the heat anyway so working hard to actually beat us? I doubt she'd care if she lost.

I laughed, coming to the opening of the cave and spinning around. "Beatchyuh!" I cried, knowing the girls couldn't be too far behind me and would hear me clear as day. I skipped inside the cave, slipping off my backpack and placing it on a rock. Running a hand through my slightly damp brunette hair, I exhaled, feeling the breeze from the ocean hit the cool cave.

[eliza susanne henry]

The Grand Confessions of Eliza Henry:

Entry 1: Ghost Hunting

Objective: Ghost Hunting
Companions: Dawn and Kali
Destination: Beach Cave
Emotions: Ouch
My lungs felt like they were going to burst. What the hell was this?! I had been running since I took my first steps, and I had been a champion member of the cross country team just two years ago. If there was an icecream flavor named after me, it'd be called Speed. Or at least that's what I'd always imagined. But now my speed-flavor was tasting more like suffering and blood. Still, I couldn't let myself fall behind. This was just Dawn and Kali, my best friends since the words best and friend were invented; they wouldn't notice or care that I had lost our little mock race. But I felt the familiar sting of determination in my chest, and I knew I had to fake my well being for them. After all, they were both so excited about our latest adventure, ghost hunting.

That's where another major problem came into play: I am going crazy. Not the cutesy kind of crazy that is portrayed in kid's cartoons. The crazy that gets you locked up in a pure white room where they shove pills down your throat until you stop screaming. I had to be going crazy. There was no other explaination for why I would agree to go ghost hunting. Not that I was worried at all, I was anything but scared. In fact, I was a sucker for the paranormal, and this whole idea thrilled me. But I knew just as well as my friends did that there weren't really any ghosts up here, but we were still in great danger of being hurt while exploring. I may be one of the more rebellious threesome members, but I knew when to use logic. This was fun but just plain stupid, and I was happily following Dawn with my navy blue one-piece bathingsuit inflicting numerous painful wedgies as I ran (or stumbled with style), anyway. So my conclusion was clearly that I had to be insane to agree to (and slightly enjoy) this nonsensical tomfoolery.

As I finally reached the beach cave only a step behind Dawn, I toppled head first into her and let out a sharp yelp of suprised laughter. "Second place!" I joked as I secretly let my breathing catch up to itself. I also pulled my bathingsuit down and rubbed my bottom while making my trademark Don't judge me, you can't touch dis! face at Dawn. Though my running skills had clearly gone down the toilet, it seemed my knack for facial expressions was resulting in their improvement. I felt a burst of relief. I wouldn't be able to run as an old lady with a cane, but I could always shoot someone a face and amuse myself with their reaction while also buying myself enough time to speed walk away.

And that brings us to the wrap of this entry. Recap! I am in pain and suddenly can't keep up with Dawn without questioning my imaginary ice cream flavor. I am also going into a dangerous cave with my two sisters to face "ghosts". Cheers to another day spent with the winsome threesome!

[didsomeonesaydraco]

As my two brunnette and redhead counterparts made their award winning entrance to our destination, I couldn't help but roll my eyes in a cocky but playful manner as I journeyed through the pale sand on my own. Hell froze over the day I would beat carrot-top in a race, but if I managed to summon enough work ethic to run like I really could, I at least had a fighting chance with Dawn. Today wasn't a summoning day for me, and the second D and Liz bounded off like rabbits, I was practically talking to their little cartoon dustclouds as I admitted running sounded less than appealing.

Shaking my head, I admired how my short blonde locks bounced around my shoulders, not the waterfall of yellow crap that I used to have dancing around my waist. Sure, even though I wasn't dashing off after my friends like a squirrel about to piss itself, I could bet that I was in the ranks of the most excited person to partake in our particular activity, especially since my father had shown me a bunch of different tricks to ghost hunting. Call him crazy, as many people do, but my father was a seasoned cryptozoologist (basically a person who studies animals that "normal people" say don't exist), and I believed every bit of "unimaginable garbage" that came from his mouth, despite my mothers own beliefs.

I neared the cave, walking in theatrical slow-motion solely to irritate my less than patient amigos(working in a small theatre group ever since i was five, I had practically perfcted it by now), but sped up as I felt the sun beat down on my back. I was one of those people who liked things cold and colder, and the sun didn't exactly fall into any of those categories. When I reached the entrance I gracefully leaped into DD's arms, and happening to be a measly 5'1" with a weight of 96lbs, I didn't seem to be a problem. I planted a friendly kiss square on her forehead and smiled, "Didja miss me?"

[dawn mccall whedon]

I grinned seeing the two of my friends walk up, "Yo! Welcome to De Cave le... Ghosts." I laughed at my failure before tying my wavy brunette hair in a bun. Unzipping my backpack I pulled out two water bottles, tossing them to my two best friends. "So, we're looking for creepy crawling shadows that will haunt us and make us pee our pants. Get it?" I pulled out a water bottle for myself before slinging the bag onto my back again. We weren't really ghost hunting so much as we were exploring the caves. The three of us had been to the caves before but we hadn't ever really gone into them.

ooc;; ._. FAIL.

[eliza susanne henry]

The Grand Confessions of Eliza Henry:

Entry 2: Let The Hunt Begin!

Objective: Ghost Hunting
Companions: Dawn and Kali
Destination: Deeper inside the Beach Cave
Emotions: Anxious

"...De Cave Le Ghosts?" I repeated dumbly and shook my head at Dawn, my fiery locks still damp and whipping around my head, slapping me in the face and sticking to my skin. We were at the entrance and my anxiety was getting ridiculous. Not because I was nervous about finding a ghost. No, I was nervous about not finding one. I wanted to discover the unnatural so bad that as Dawn unpacked water bottles, I was already strapping my camera, notepad, and other "equipment" (bags of candy and crap mostly) to my belt loop. Why? Because I'm Eliza and I can strap anything to my belt loop. I must have looked stupid, but my hair already made me the butt of a lot of our jokes, so I could handle it.

If either of them said anything, I'd just fire back with a teasing joke about Kali's slight lesbian inclinations (she had none I hoped, but I was willing to bet it'd divert their attention to her, knowing Kali's personality). I'm still crazy to go along with this, but I've figured out something else. I may be insane, but there is no way in hell I could compare to my two best friends. Seeing Dawn and Kali jump on each other and laugh like maniacs made me feel several degrees more normal if not challenged. We had to do something amazing in that cave! Something worthy of my Confessions book. Something we wouldn't forget.

[didsomeonesaydraco]

I lasted a few more seconds in Dawns arms before my curiousity got the best of me and I escaped her grasp, which proved to be somewhat difficult when your a shrimp trying to escape a net, waterbottle still in hand. However, gracefulness was one of my better features, and I managed to reach the ground more or less unharmed, and it was then the grace meter hit bone dry.

As I nimbly strode to the entrance, I noticed problem number one: it was dark. And not fourth grader bedwetting dark, oh no, this was rape in a closet with a bag over your head dark. I winced at the cave that practically looked like Satans heart, and half expected tentacles to shoot out and drag me into the unknown. And before you ask your stupid questions, no, Kali Alexandria Gates not afraid of the dark. Black happens to be my favorite color, not that I go around pretending to hate my life and cut just for the sake of cutting. Im nowhere near that, nor do I hope to ever be a pathetic poser, bowing down for the sake of a trend. Ghosts weren't a problem either, I was actaully hoping for their presence, and neither were snakes or bats or spiders or anything like that. My issue was anything from below the surface of the water that wasn't a cute little dolphin or seal, and considering the water in the cave was running, it had to be no more than three feet, plenty of room for some gross little fish or crab come up and decide to take a piece of Kali skin for a souvenier.

Laughing nervously, I looked back over my shoulder at Liz, who, bless her heart, had more things on her belt than belt itself. "Think you could spare a flashlight to a poor beggar girl?" Knowing how carrot top couldn't resist charity to a stranger, let alone her best friend, I spun around on my heel, a definite no-no as I should know by now, and I felt the soles of my converse squeak against the rough rock before i fell backwards, (headfirst mind you) into the cave, which was not only long and wide, but deep as hell. I managed to let out a gasp as I landed flat on my back, but nothing to prevent my head from lashing backwards, hitting the stone floor with a sickening crack. Lights out Kali.

[dawn mccall whedon]

I laughed, watching as Liz's pants began to droop down because of the weight of what she had clipped to it. "Want a bag, hun?" I asked, skipping over to her and handing her an uber small backpack for her various items of amazing. I glanced up at Kali, hearing her question I unclipped a flashlight off of Liz's pants and right as I was about to toss it to her she turned, slipping and falling. "Oh my gosh, Kali!" I heard a huge crack and gasped, dropping the light and rushing to her aid, jumping down into the cave by her side, tugging my bag off of my shoulder and rushing to get the first aid kit out.

"Eliza, get down here and bring the flashlight!" I yelled, my voice echoing throughout the cave. I could see Kal, but just barley in the dim light that surrounded us. Once Liz shined the light on us I starting opening the first aid kit and taking out several things. Bandages, a small towel, etc. Then I took my water bottle and poured some water into my hand before lightly splashing some water on her face. "Come on, Kali, we need you awake."

[eliza susanne henry]

The Grand Confessions of Eliza Henry:

Entry 3: Wake Sleeping Beauty!

Objective: Save Kali!
Companions: Dawn
Destination: I wasn't so sure anymore
Emotions: DAGNABBIT, SOMEONE HELP MY FRIEND NOW!!! (Very frightened)

I am a very superstitious person. I believe in ghosts and magic. I believe in true love and bad luck. So naturally, I am very aware of the presence of karma. And I have detirmined that in a round-a-bout way, I am a victim of karma; Kali just got in the way. I had asked for something exciting and worthy of the Confessions book? Well I recieved it as Kali fell unceremoniously to the cave floor and into the engulfing shadows, entering with a gasp and echoing crack! that made you want to cover your ears and close your eyes. I didn't get much of that chance however, because my role in this mission was instantly cast by Dawn. I was to be the grand bearer of light!

There was a lack of time to dramatically whip out my flashlight and pose, however, and at the time I didn't even consider it. Rushing to Kali's side, I stroked her forehead like my father had always done to me and shined the light in her closed eyes, wishing with every fiber in my body that she'd manage to stay awake. "Should I called 911?" I asked Dawn with a hushed voice. I'm still not sure why I spoke in hushed tones at the time. I guess it was out of respect for Kali, or fear of the cave. Either way, the effect was that our situation seemed much more dramatic and fatal then what could just be a slight concussion. Then again, a fall like that could have resulted in anything...

Normally I was the thinker in things like this, but I was looking to Dawn for clarification on everything I did. I knew what to do, and Lord knows I was doing my best. I could solve any puzzle in the universe at that moment! I was just in need of a decision-maker; I would formulate what to do, and Dawn would decide to do it. My dependence on other people became clear to me at that moment. I looked up at my partner with wide eyes and capped the bottle she had just gotten water from. "It's ok, she hasn't fainted! She has a head injury, however serious. It may just be minor, but she's not going to snap out of it because of water. You have to talk to her and keep her awake for me, ok?" My mind was moving a mile a minute. Was that the right decision? I wasn't so confident that my words rang true, but analyzing the situation, I couldn't shake my theory that Kali hadn't passed out. She was in pain and shock. If anything, those had to be factors...right?

[didsomeonesaydraco]

My head was pounding like a metronome and felt like Freddie Krueger took one of his claws to my temples, the world was so unfair. Why am I the one who still feels pain, even in the Grand World of White Mist, aka being unconsious. And yes, I know when I've been KO'd, I've taken my share of falls and injuries in my lifetime, and the floor was no stranger.

My limbs felt way too heavy, like a marionette without a master, my body was lifeless unless someone grabbed my strings and took control. I could hear blurry mumblings from no particular direction, but they weren't near enough to be understandable. Not that my fuzzy head was up to processing anything more than one syllable, I felt extremely tired. What the hell happened to me?

[dawn mccall whedon]

I glanced at Liza, it must've looked like a glare, I'm not sure. All I knew what that she knew more than I did about what was going on and I was the one who wanted to be a doctor. Sure, I wanted to help pregnant women, not people with head injuries, but still... Doctoral stuff was my trade mark and it was being stomped on.

However jealous I was I knew it wouldn't matter, Kals was hurt and she needed to be put first. "Kali," I mumbled, running a hand through her hair, "Remember when we were seven and we jumped off the swings? Remember how you accidentally fell back and got the wind knocked out of you for two minutes?" I smiled, remembering back to that day. Liza told us not to jump but when did we ever really listen to her? "You were so freaked out but we were okay and you were totally brave. You were also conscious." I giggled, but then looking down at her face I felt my smile run away from my face.

I hated seeing Kali like this, so helpless, not that I was actually seeing anything in the darkness. It just didn't seem right. "Liz?" I called, "We have to do something! Neither of us can take care of her like this!" I paused glancing around, it was really starting to get eary.