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Topic: Call To Someone Who Can Talk To Ghosts (To A Medium/Animator/Etc. From Maya)

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MAYA XANTHOS
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Date: Jul 26, 2011
Call To Someone Who Can Talk To Ghosts (To A Medium/Animator/Etc. From Maya)
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( Coming from here: http://wickedlabyrinth.activeboard.com/t44102650/house-guest-maya/ )

 

"The phone book!"

 

-Maya shouted so loud that the electrician jumped.  Clearly the man was beginning to think she was insane, but to his credit he didn't leave.  Instead he stood there in the entryway with the front door open and the crowd outside trying to peer inside.  She wasn't caring about the people watching, she just bolted towards the kitchen.  Her wet feet slid on the kitchen tiles and she had to catch herself against the counter near the main phone.  Jerking a door out so hard she practically ripped the handle off she grabbed at the Yellow Pages. In her other hand she was grappling for the kitchen phone.  When she put the phone to her ear she realized the power was still off!-

 

"Oh holy fuck!"

 

-In an utter panic she started screaming in a high pitched voice to the Maytag man to get out to the garage where the power box was located.  It was probably surprising the man could understand what she said at all.  Maniclly flipping through the phone book she was looking for...what? WHAT!? Who the hell was she gonna call? Bill Murray! Oh yeah that would go over well.  Mediums, witches, exorcists.  Did they even advertise in the Yellow Pages?- 

 

-It wasn't that she wanted to hurt the ghost who had possibly pinched her butt she just wanted someone to come and tell her what the hell was going on! Finding a number that looked promising she waited for the power to go on and then dialed it.  As the line rang she just said 'oh please oh fucking please oh please someone answer over and over again'.-

 

-When she finally heard someone pick up on the other line she didn't really crae who it was.  The ad in the Yellow Pages she'd gotten the number from had been vague.  It could be an animators business, a medium, a psychic...anything.  The ad had said something about 'contacting the dead' and she'd jumped on it.  Desperate times called for desperate measures.   The voice on the other end seemed like a lifeline.-

 

"Hello! Ohmigod.  I need someone to come over here right now.  I have a ghost in residence.  At least I think that's what it is.  Or maybe a gremlin in the wiring, or an alien contacting me from outer space.  NO I AM NOT FUCKING JOKING!!!!!"

 

-Suddenly Maya was willing to believe in all sorts of things that had seemed impossible just a short time before.  Now she just hoped that whatever number she had dialed had someone there who could help her!-



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-Whoever the person on the line was they put her on hold for awhile and all hell broke loose again.  Jack appeared then disappeared and Maya had to get rid of Mr. MayTag.  This was turning out to be the most bizarre day ever! Totally outer limit!-


-Having already rushed him into the house she now seemed intent on rushing him out.  To the mans credit he didn't seem nearly as disgruntled as he should have been.  Maybe it was the promise of payment, or the free peek-a-boo he'd gotten on arrival.  Promising all sorts of things she practically pushed him out the front door and shut it behind him.  Her back leaned against it as she let out a loud exhale.  Hold music was still playing in her ear and she was starting to wonder what the hell they were doing on the other end.  When someone finally came back on the line she spoke much calmer than before.-

 

"I need you to send someone who can help me....talk to a dead person."

 

-At least the person on the other end seemed to think that was a normal request.  More normal than Gremlins at least.  Giving them her address, name, and phone number she finally hung up the phone and set it on the small table in the entryway beside her keys.  Moving slowly towards the sound of the television in the upstairs lliving room she stopped again at the bottom of the stairs with one hand perched on the banister as she looked upstairs trying to figure out what to do.-



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Declan sat at his regular table, half reading the paper, half looking at nothing.  So, at least half of his brain was aware of what was going on.  The other half?  Lost in whatever thoughts he had at the moment, most of them trying to puzzle out a thing or two regarding the Ice Queen of the Morgue.  He glanced quickly at his phone when it rang.  "Speak of the Devil..."  he muttered as he lifted it to his ear, the talk button pushed with his thumb. 

"That was quick."  he said into the phone, though quickly furrowed his brow hearing a male's voice.  "...sorry, I was talking to me waiter.  Yes, this is Declan Muldoon.  What can I...oh, aye, I remember you.  From that seance.  Right.  The woman with the....that's the one.  What do I owe the pleasure t....oh?  Well.  No, I still do private consulting.  She...she what?  Certainly I am interested.  Thanks.  Where is sh....hold on."  He said, patting his pocket for a pen, the very same pen he took from the morgue.

He slid the napkin over, balancing the phone upon his shoulder.  "Uh huh...uh huh...got it.  Thanks again.  I owe you one.  What?  Oh, well, no, no plans for the weekend. Why?  Right.  Later, then." 

The call disconnected, he slid the phone back into his shirt pocket, fishing in his jeans for a dollar or two to pay for the tea.  Slipping the money upon the table, he lifted to his feet, wiping his face with a napkin, the napkin dropped upon the surface.  He looked to the woman's address, a nod given as he looked at the street sign close by, getting his bearings.  "Right then.  Off we go."

Arriving at her door, he looked to the napkin as he then stuffed it back into his pocket, his hand lifted to rap upon the door.  "Um...Miss... uh...Maya?  My name is Declan.  I was told you have a...unique problem."



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