Linzi — Ghost Hunter Diaries 1: Precious

Linzi was framed in the doorway as the moonlight seeped in through the cracks between the slats of a boarded up window. Her blonde hair sparkled in the moonlight, her serious expression did not detract from her beauty.

She shone the torch down the corridor.
"Spirit, are you there? I wish you no harm."
There was the faintest flicker of movement at the end of the corridor.
Linzi stepped forward two steps.
"Hello?"
She flicked on her electronic voice phenomenon recorder and waited thirty seconds before clicking it off.
She drew in a breath and pressed the playback button. Silence for twenty five seconds then a scratchy voice spoke.
"I want my...precious."
Linzi clicked off the EVP recorder and walked slowly down the corridor. Suddenly a blast of air struck her full in the face. As it died down she heard a voice.
"Come. Precious."
Another movement up ahead. She hastened down the corridor and into the room beyond. Dust hung in the air like a curtain, thick motes cross the flashlight beam like insects. A draft blew from an open fireplace. She felt a presence immediately. Spirit activity was strong here.