The Goth, the Ghost, and the Jester

Jessica Rivers is best friends with a ghost. Greg may be an ill-tempered Scottish knight who's been dead for 800 years, but Jessica doesn't mind. She thinks being friends with a ghost totally adds to her gothic aesthetic. Jessica meets Greg during her summer job at 'The King's Rest'--a completely immersive medieval resort where everyone is in costume (...)

Jessica Rivers is best friends with a ghost. Greg may be an ill-tempered Scottish knight who's been dead for 800 years, but Jessica doesn't mind. She thinks being friends with a ghost totally adds to her gothic aesthetic. Jessica meets Greg during her summer job at 'The King's Rest'--a completely immersive medieval resort where everyone is in costume (...)

Jessica Rivers is best friends with a ghost. Greg may be an ill-tempered Scottish knight who's been dead for 800 years, but Jessica doesn't mind. She thinks being friends with a ghost totally adds to her gothic aesthetic. Jessica meets Greg during her summer job at 'The King's Rest'--a completely immersive medieval resort where everyone is in costume (...)

I stared at Allan for a long time. A thousand different thoughts were racing through my mind—so many that it would be impossible to voice them. This night (...)

Squaring my shoulders, I walked out of my room and down the hall. As other employees passed me, I could feel their lingering stares. I stuck out like a (...)

“Hey Jessica!” My heart skipped a beat as I glanced up to see Brittney heading toward my table. She smiled and waved at me. Why was she talking to me? (...)

The next morning I went to breakfast. Since it was still an unholy hour in the morning, only the employees were up. Usually people didn’t talk to each (...)

I couldn’t believe it. The things the lady described, flickering lights and cold temperatures, those were just two of the things the ghost had been (...)

I didn’t let myself think as I made my way back to my room. Technically, I wasn’t off for another hour, but I didn’t care. Slamming the door shut behind (...)