secrets of ghost hill

eleven

it had been a couple days since billie told me everything.. maybe not everything but most of everything.

i was grateful really, because with that information i was able to write ten pages. which meant there was only seven more to go.

i interviewed her but it would only last so long. there was something up with her. i couldn't quite put my finger on it.

but something definitely changed.

she only comes out of her room to shower. i dont think i've even seen her eat these past couple of days.

and when i interview her, she only answers what she wants to answer. it was like the first day at the asylum all over again.

maybe billie.. wasn't billie. maybe someone had taken over her body? yesterday she told me about each one.

every individual voice, personality in her head. the way she described specific ones made my skin crawl.

how could one become so evil?

"here." i handed my boss the edited tapes.

"and you're sure these are all the tapes?" i nodded and watched him sit down. he transferred them to the computer and waited for them to download.

i was nervous, i was hoping i hadn't missed one because i would most definitely get this story revoked.

he pressed the space button on his computer, to listen but it was nothing but chopped up words and static.

"what is this?" he pinched his nose, lowering his head. it had to be billie, is that why she was acting weird?

"i checked them all before i came here. they were all on there." i leaned forward, using hand motions to support my case.

i edited them and checked them twice. it was no coincidence not after i checked them multiple times.

"mileena." he clenched his jaw.

"what am i going to show the board? they expected the tapes yesterday but i allowed you another day. how am i suppose to give a good word out when you can even do your job right!"

he slammed his fist against the table making me flinch. he was never like this. and i would ask what was wrong but it seemed he wasn't in the mood.

"leave my office."

"boss.."

"leave!" he yelled. "i'm giving you one more day. don't mess this shit up." he spat before combing his hair with his hands.

i understood he was under a lot of pressure but there was no need to yell at me. it wouldn't make the tapes magically appear.

but i was okay with it. i was glad i finally saw his true colors. his wife must be miserable.

all he does is work, and when he gets angry i can assure he takes it out on her. women always get treated wrong.

always.

i walked out of his office more then angry. i couldn't tell if it was the fact that i was possibly about to get fired, the fact that he yelled at me

or the fact that billie destroyed the tapes. i left the building and got inside my car i would find out one way or another.

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it was around eleven when i reached his lake house. i was exhausted driving so many hours without taking a single stop.

once i settled in, the first thing i did was shower. i loved the way hot water hit my skin, it felt so refreshing.

and the steam.. it was the equivalent to a steam room. my muscles loosened as i as stood astill, and soon i began to feel my body relax.