Ghost of a Chance
"What do you want me to say?"
Reece was silent for a moment as he looked through the brochure. "Stonehenge isn't far from here. Is that part of your mission?"
"He's making fun of you," Abena announced blandly.
Eli scratched his jaw. "Most people would say that all this research is done because you want proof."
"They would be wrong," Reece announced curtly.
"Are you sure?"
Reece released a loud sigh of frustration. "I continue my father's work for one reason: money. My books sell reasonably well, and anytime someone wants a haunting investigated, they pay our way. Free room, free food..."
"Free travel."
Reece grinned, then. "Is there a better career?"
He had a point. Most people would give their eyeteeth for such a job. "I suppose not."
Reece moved to the edge of bed, facing Eli. "It's a documented fact all matter is made of energy. They've even discovered vibration in solid rock."
"And?"
"Consider the human body. Energy has to either dissipate or go somewhere after the body ceases to exist. But it doesn't have a mind or will. Energy just 'is'. The question is where does it go?"
Now Reece was getting excited. He had an audience. Eli just couldn't figure out where he was going with this. "So you think the world is being consumed by errant masses of left over human energy?"
"That's a possibility," Reece said with a shrug. "Maybe after all these centuries that energy has become powerful enough to alter weather patterns, cause earthquakes and create the anomalies of nature."
"Those are caused by stupidity, carelessness and pollution."
Reece shook his head. "You, of all people should have an open mind, and not just brush this aside as some crackpot notion."
"How do you explain apparitions and voices?" Eli countered, waiting for his next explanation.
"Personally, I've never seen an apparition," he responded drolly. "And if I heard any voices, they were probably in my own head."
"He's a piece of work," Abena said at that moment, and Eli struggled not to grin.
"What if you find out they're real?"
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