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There was the brightest flash of light, that obscured the screen for a second, followed by a loud yell, as two entirely unfamiliar figures literally leapt into the camera screen.

"HOLY *BLEEP*! JESUS *BLEEP*ING *BLEEP* YOU GUYS *BLEEP*ING SCARED US." The rather average, middle-aged man, had a strange band with an antenna stuck to his forehead, holding what could only be explained as a buzzing remote control. The remote control continue to make waaaaa waaaaa waaaaaaaaaaaaaa noises as he lowered his flashlight. He was definitely not wearing anything resembling Hunter whites and instead, dressed in a vest and t-shirt that said 'GHOSTCHASERS'. "Dude, what are you guys doing here? We like, claimed this *BLEEP*ing spot first, right Larry?"

Larry, the thinner of the two, holding a handheld camera, continued to let it run as he put his free hand up in a 'what gives?' expression.

Antenna man continued to talk, "Look man, you guys need to get out of here. It's dangerous, and I don't think you guys understand what we're messing with here."

"You guys are going to anger the spirits that live here. Bad mojo." Larry added, moving his own camera around. There was a second where the camera moved to where Larry was filming - which was apparently, a pothole on the ground - before panning back to the two.

"Stop telling these civilians everything Larry!" Antenna man looked angry. "Last thing we need is a couple of wannabe amateur ghost hunters dealing with this situation." They missed the symbol on the sign next to them entirely, walking closer to the camera, one hand covering it. "Now you, you, all of you, get out of here if you know what's best for you. Right now, before you ruin our footage even more."

Candace merely stared as the two men came out of nowhere, having almost summoned Atropos in surprise judging from the way her rings flared with a bright purple light. "What the *BLEEP* i could have killed them!" She whispered with irritation until she saw what the two men were doing. Candace immediately doubled over with laughter.

"Oh my god Clarice are they for real?!" She laughed, covering her mouth with both hands.

Clerise's eyes flicked around, taking in their location. She eyed Robert clinging to the camera itself, laughing. "She's BLEEPing right you know. You dumbBLEEP."

Of course, turning to face Robert and the camera ended with her walking into a sign--

"Oh god, what the BLEEPing BLEEP is this BLEEP?" Rubbing her forehead, the camera turning to face her. She flipped it off, knowing it'd be blurred out later.

Irritated, Clerise turned her eye on the newcomers....and gave them the evil eye.

"BLEEP your BLEEPing footage. And what the BLEEP is EMF?"

A pause, and she threw her hands in the air. "I am so confused. What are these symbols supposed to mean, anyhow? And Dwight, quit BLEEPing filming my BLEEP butt, dude. You think I can't BLEEPing tell? Really? Don't make go over there."

The introduction of actual civilians, despite the fact that they were the ones being called the name, made Robert bristle. He wasn't listening to their annoying banter, all that raced through his mind was get them out, get them out. The cameras, even their own, took no precedence in Robert's thoughts anymore. He stormed up to the leader, the mouthy b*****d who tried to tell them to get out of their way, and grabbed him by the collar. This was about to turn into an entirely different show - and these guys wouldn't have to worry about the ghosts, as much as they would becoming them.

"Listen, you piece of *BLEEP*," Robert growled into his face. "I will break you in half. Right now. This is not a threat. It is a stone cold promise. Take your crew, and get the *BLEEP* out of this area, before I have a chance to so much as breathe again, or you're going to be the only ghosts haunting this place."

And there were still symbols on the signs too okay, whatever.

Oh this was too rich. There was a whole team of them! Hahaha! Oh god!

A SHOTGUN. OH GOD. THEY HAD A SHOTGUN AHAHAHA!

"What the *BLEEP* is a shotgun going to do against a ghost!? These guys are idiots!" Granted they also used weapons but at least theirs were made of the same thing as the 'ghosts' but..

Damn this was amazing.

Oh god Robert what the ******** were you doing! Candace gasped and ran after him, squeezing between Robert and the leader of the Band of Merry 'Hunters' and pushing Robert away from him as best as she could. "RobertRobertRobertstopcalmdownhe'sjustsomedumb*BLEEP*it'sokayman."

And then there was that smell again. Candace made another face of disgust. "Please tell me one of you idiots just passed gas and I'm not smelling death."

61 - 80: A hot gust of wind blows through the streets, tasting oddly of sand and rot.

"Oh my BLEEPing GOD, Robert, the real BLEEPing crime here is what one of you people just emitted."

She made no move to stop the guy-- Candace and Clarice had it under control. Clerise's eyes watered, and she clapped a hand over her nose, making the same assumption Candace did. "What IS that? It is awful. Awful, awful, BLEEPing ******** these weird little geeky guys. What was that stench.