The plane landed with a thump on the paved landing strip. Outside, all the new arrivals could see was lush green. Fog blanketed every inch of the horizon. It was all rather eerie and haunting.

"You see! I told you it was all worth it!"

The cinnamon haired man glared over his shoulder. "I only came for the camping. Not the ghosts."

"Well this place will make you believe." Another voice piped up from Blaine's right.

It was official, his friends were crazy.

They kept talking about ghosts and how they would prove once and for all the things were real. As if spirits would want to linger on earth when they could go wherever the afterlife took them. And even if they did, would they really want electronic toting guys to find them? To capture them on camera and through a whole bunch of other expensive equipment?

Blaine kept wondering that all during the drive towards the forest where they would be staying. He wasn't sure if camping in the nearby forest was legal. Apparently Carter had gotten permission from one of the people who owned the land where the forest was, because of all the hauntings that kept going on. Ireland really was a place for people who still believed in things that went bump in the night.

Once at the forest, they stepped inside with bags slung over their backs, and in their arms. "So Blaine, you still think this place isn't haunted?"

Blue-gray eyes snapped to a freckled face. "Martin, this forest is just like any other pace we've gone camping. Old and creaky and natural."

It was beautiful, really. Moss covered trunks and green underbrush lined their path. And there was a path, a dirt one that veered off through different spots. It took the trio a little while to discover a clearing where they could set up their tents. Blaine was determined to stay in his own two person lean to, while the others were going to share a place of their own, if they managed to get it up.

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