New Ink Pitt--The Haunting of Doom pt. 5 of 5 : “Ghost Hunters”
Trodemus sat at the small table in his bedroom, staring at the lamplight as he thought about what to do next. The writing on the mirror was clearly the work of the supernatural. Trodemus was now certain that he wasn’t imagining things, since Belinda had seen it as well. The question was, what should he do about it? Would a séance be enough, or would the Prophet of Doom have to resort to more extreme measures to get to the bottom of his “haunting?”
As Trodemus pondered, Belinda lay naked on the bed. Her man had lost interest in her since he was obsessed over figuring things out. Belinda smirked and posed sexily on the bed, but Trodemus would not be deterred. She sighed, and switched on the flat screen TV, just in time to catch yet another marathon of the “science fiction” show, “Ghost Hunters.” Belinda pulled a bag of potato chips from under the bed and began to munch down on them. She watched as two guys stumbled around in the dark and pretended to see, hear, and record ghosts! Belinda turned up the volume really loud. She then stretched out on the bed, with her back turned to Trodemus. Doom looked up from all the noise of “Ghost Hunters,” which was mostly the two guys questioning the “ghosts.” Trodemus was about to tell Belinda to turn the TV down, but all he could see was her nice big butt! It was enough distraction to cause him to look up momentarily past Belinda to the TV screen. It was then that he realized what “Ghost Hunters” was about and quickly got an idea!
“Belinda! I know what we will do! This will put an end to the ghost and prevent my business from failing! We will start a reality show just like the “Ghost Hunters!” It will be called…TRODEMUS: SEEKER OF SPECTRES!"
All characters, stories, photos and performances
are (C) 2012 Jon Hason & Crevice Creations
All characters appearing in this work
are fictitious. Any resemblance to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
are fictitious. Any resemblance to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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