Night Two was gonna be interesting. I was gonna make sure I had the ring on still, but at least now we knew what we were dealing with.

"You ready for this one Colby?" Sam asked as we got out of the vehicle. I nodded and glared at this building.

"Beyond ready, no more games, no more bullshit," I said firmly. He smiled and patted my back.

"There's my best friend. Back with fire huh?" he laughed. I laughed and nodded.

"For sure, now I am prepared to call this damn entity or spirit out, no more shit and using Jen as a way to get into my fucking head," I said making sure it was loud enough for the damn building and anything in it to hear me.

"That's my boy, let's get back in there and kick some ass," sam laughed, as we headed to go inside. Night two was gonna be more focused on the one room and the upstairs where we thought we heard slamming doors the day before. We'd start up there first and get the Estes method and our Rempod running again. This time we had a mannequin that was used for clothing to kind of see if it stirred up any memories or spirits from the fire.

We headed up the stairs and it felt colder up there as soon as we entered.

"Wow, you feel that? like 20 degrees cooler almost immediately!!" I said surprised.

"Oh yeah that's crazy!" he said and we got our equipment all set up. The music box in the far room almost immediately began making sounds as Sam returned to me and I was holding the camera and recording.

"Holy Shit, holy shit!!!" I said trying not to move the camera too much. HE got the flashlights set up and sat near them near us but not too close.

"Hello! you seem anxious to talk to us today, thank you for starting our music box, but can you step away from it so we can ask you some questions?!" Sam asked loud enough for us to hear. The music box played two more notes before it quit.

"Wow, thank you so much! Are you the same spirit we talked to yesterday?" he asked, "If it is can you turn on one of our flashlights for us?" It was quiet, nothing changed or moved.

"Are you someone else?" I asked, and immediately the flashlight near me turned on making me jump and Sam is just as in shock.

"No way!" he said brightly, "Thank you for clarifying."

"Do you know the spirit from yesterday? do you know who we mean?" I asked. The light turned off and the other one turned on closer to Sam.

"If that's a yes can you turn the one by Colby back on?" he asked. It turned back on almost immediately.

"Okay, if you want to talk I will get my spirit box out and you can talk to us!!" he said, getting our box out and turning it on.

"Thanks," the box said immediately. This was insane, things were happening so fast.

"You're welcome! Was the spirit from yesterday malicious?" Sam asked.

"Not here," the box said. We both gasped seeing two words. Usually, it breaks them up or something, never at the same time.

"Whoa, that's crazy it hardly ever uses two words!!!" I said in shock.

"That spirit isn't here?" I asked, confused trying to capture the words on the box that Sam was holding, as they popped up on the screen.

"Gone," the box said. Gone? what does that even mean? Sam and I shared a confused look but we kept going.

"It's gone? Do you know the other spirit?" he asked again.

"Stranger," it said almost immediately making us both gasp.

"To you or us?" I asked wanting clarification.

"New," the box said, then it said, "Here." We both looked at one another in complete shock at how clear these answers were.

"New here, this spirit from yesterday is new here?" I asked.

"Safe," it said, making me confused.

"It's a safe spirit? Or do you feel safe here?" Sam asked furrowing his brows.

"Trapped," the box said, not answering the question we asked.

"You are trapped here?" I asked confused, not understanding why they jump to a different topic.

"Maybe we need to use the Estes Method?" he suggested, reaching for the headphones.

"We can try, maybe getting clearer answers..." I agreed, helping him get set up. He sat on the floor to be prepared and took a moment to focus.

"Are you or the other spirit safe?" I asked cautiously.

"Both of us," Sam said aloud.

"So are you trapped? or is the other spirit trapped?" I asked, curiously.

"Not me," he said, softly, making me nod. that made sense.

"The other spirit is trapped?" I asked gently.

"Yup," he said immediately, with no hesitation.

"Is he trapped here in the building?" I asked.

"No," Sam said, "Object."

"Where is the object?" I asked.

"Here," Sam said confused.

"Is it upstairs or downstairs?" I asked.

"Colby," he said his head jerking up.

"What do I have to do with it?!" I asked confused.

"November," he said quickly. What does November have to do with anything?

"November? is that when it became trapped?" I asked, hoping for something more.

"Me," he said, trying to look down again and focus on the headphones.

"You? am I talking to someone else now?" I asked wondering why things drastically changed all over again.

"Before," Sam said quickly and repeated it seconds after.

"The one from yesterday?" I asked, immediately getting angry all over again.

"That's me," he said. Okay, so the one that's playing games.

"Why are you back?" I asked, "Who are you?"

"Yours," he said gently, and I could see his fingers tense.

"Sure sure, okay, you're pretending to be my dead girlfriend, why?" I asked. I was getting so annoyed.

"For real," he said, his voice confused. I rolled my eyes and sighed. Okay, I would play this spirit's game.

"You're real? Tell me something about Jen that I haven't mentioned here then," I laughed. I wasn't prepared for the answer that came from Sam's lips next.

"Rae," he said gently. Rae.. that was her middle name. What the fuck man? Now I was confused all over again. Then it hit me, November, Jen died in November. Oh my god. What was happening?

"Anything else?" I asked wanting one more piece of proof.

"Bird," he said, tilting his head confused. I let myself sink to the floor.

"J Bird," I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.

"Colby," he said tilting his head again confused, till I tapped him on the shoulder and he removed the headphones and his blindfold to see me sitting down again.

"Colby?" he asked confused. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.

"It's Jen," I said shaking my head, "I am sure this time." His eyes widened as I saw him beginning to put the pieces of the conversation together from his end.

"Oh my god," he said softly, sitting down beside me. What do I do now?