Hope After Death

Silence. It was either the end of the department, or the calm before the storm—which was anyone's guess. Without even a kitty to save from a tree, the paranormal investigation team had nothing to do but pace. Somewhere in Knollville's supernatural past were the answers. Jeff's gut demanded he make sure Armageddon wasn't lurking around the corner. No one living seemed to remember anything useful, though. That made it the perfect evening for a late-night picnic in the local cemetery. The only ones who knew about the area's history were buried there—secrets along with them. If things went as planned, it would be the first ghost interrogation on record. If not, they were taking the chance that any, or all, of them might end up with a new eternal home, dug exactly six feet under ground level.