Closed starter for @ennui-writes Hunter & Ridley “Alright, alright, let me just get a shot of the stairs,” Hunter said, standing in the entrance way of the infamous stairs to nowhere. He ducked his head as he entered the stairwell.“Hey, Ridley,” he began as he slowly walked up the steps to get a cool shot. “If ghosts can walk through walls then like...” As cool as the Winchester house was he didn’t really get it. If a ghost wanted to find the widow Winchester then he didn’t think of bunch of random hallways would stop them. Probably confused the woman in her old age though. Once he reached the top of the stairs he walked back down-- the only real option for him as a boring fleshy human. He poked his head out of the entryway to look at Ridley with a grin. “Hey wait-- if Mrs. Winchester is dead or whatever-- do you think her ghost is here? Does she get lost?”
The pair had gotten permission to stay at the Winchester House through the night-- the caveat being they weren’t allowed to leave the premise till the manager came by the next morning to make sure they hadn’t destroyed anything. It was pretty common for folk like them, believers with too much time on their hands, to do stuff like this apparently. Hunter stepped back into the hallway-- his head knocking against the ceiling. “Ow-- why are ghost so short?” He lamented, holding his head in one hand and the camera in the other.
