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tonight."
"And cold," Faith grumbled as she glanced out the window spying the gloomy
weather lurking outside. "Any chance wardrobe is going to be kind to me or do
I have to dress like Barbie again?"
"You'll have a warm coat," Althea sighed. "The grave yard and walk to the
prison isn't suitable for the usual on camera look. The tour guide you will be
working with will be Mary Summers. She knows the place up and down. One more
thing, about that amendment you insisted on for the Whispering Pines shoot,"
"No," Faith barked cutting the stunned woman off. "I will not, repeat will
not, go into that kitchen ever again."
"Faith," Althea carefully began in an effort to placate the irate brunette.
"Carey is bringing a CSI guy along and it would be good to have you on camera
asking questions when they go through the kitchen."
"No fucking way," Faith drew out slowly so there would be no room for an
argument. "The only thing I will do on camera regarding the kitchen is explain
that I will never go in there again. If it makes you happy I will go into
great detail as to why I won't go. I'm serious, the bitch slapping ain't going
to happen again; I don't care how good it looks on camera, got it?"
"Got it," Althea gulped in response. "I'll have them go in this week before we
arrive with the second unit. I guess I don't have a shot in convincing Shawn
to go back in there?"
"You guessed correctly," Faith snarled. "You saw what happened. You were there
when that thing tried choking Shawn. Why on earth would you even consider
sending us back in there? Never mind I know. It would be good footage. Forget
it. Send some other homo in to start the freak show. This little dyke will be
more than happy to hide up in Anna's bedroom thank you very much."
***
"This weather sucks," Faith scowled later that evening as the group plodded
down the road towards the graveyard.
"What?" Connor laughed seemingly content in his surroundings.
"Try being out in it all day long," Shawn shivered quirking her head slightly.
"I hear that you and Connor have been going at it all day," Faith commented as
Althea waved for them to hurry up.
"He's worse than you were," Shawn snickered. "Oh man," she trembled stumbling
slightly. "I think we need a camera set up."
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"What is it?" Faith questioned fearfully waving for the crew.
"Death," Shawn wearily explained, the crew hurrying to catch whatever was
happening on film. "That mound is filled with bodies isn't it?" She addressed
the tour guide while pointing to the large mound.
"Yes," Mary calmly responded. "It is a mass grave."
"The cries of the innocent," Shawn explained before Mary related the history.
"Anyone could have looked that up," Connor shrugged for the benefit of the
camera. "It was a dark page in history."
"Did you see that?" Ronnie, one of the cameramen, exclaimed.
"What did you see?" Faith questioned looking around seeing nothing but the
landscape.
"A flash of light," Ronnie stammered pointing his camera to the spot in
question.
"I don't see anything," Connor shrugged. "Could have been a reflection, or
someone wandering about."
The group proceeded after Althea chastised Ronnie for not catching the light
on film. Mary explained the history as they entered the graveyard and headed
toward the prison. At this point, Faith and Mary were a good distance ahead of
Shawn and Connor each with their on crew members recording them.
"Okay before we open the gates I need Charles on camera, keep Dr. Williams and
the others behind," Althea instructed.
"Yeah you just love that element of surprise," Faith snickered. "Where do you
want me?"
"In front of the gate, and move it along it is getting late," Althea chided
the reporter. "Speaking of surprises are you sticking to the script?"
"We'll see," Faith taunted the producer as she stood on her mark.
"On three," Althea demanded amused by Faith's cocky smirk. Faith recited the
history of the graveyard and the prison as she had done earlier that day for
Althea's benefit. Then she went into some of the strange occurrences that
included people feeling scratching, being pushed and suffering physical
injuries. "Many say it starts with a tingling feeling in their feet. Is this
just the work of over active imaginations or is there really something
lingering in this desolate prison? We are about to find out."
"Cut," Althea called out motioning for Connor and Shawn. "You stuck to the
script, mostly. Hot sex must agree with you."
"Shut up," Faith hissed spying Shawn's approach.
"Doesn't it with everyone?" The blonde quipped nudging Faith in a playful
manner. "Blabber mouth."
"She guessed," Faith stammered with a slight blush.
"Wasn't that hard," Althea teased. "Ronnie and Justine you go in first, film
the prison, then I need you to shoot Shawn and Connor entering. Faith and Mary
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