Elizabeth's P. O. V.

It's been a month since Zak and I met. We would text each other here and there but we were busy with work and all. During that time besides work, I looked into finding out more information about his museum. When I googled 'haunted museums in Las Vegas' Zaks came up immediately. The museum looked very beautiful, yet eerie at the same time. I did more research on Zak and come to find out he has a show called Ghost Adventures. I started watching the first season of it and I was addicted to the show immediately.

I'm up to the episode where Zak, Aaron, and Nick were investigating Ireland's castle with the murder of a priest and an elemental haunting the place. Although I read that Nick had been fired from the show but others say that he quit. Many believe that Nick and Zak had a huge fight to make Nick leave or be fired. Others believed it to be the Demon House that caused the rift between them. Either way I hope everything goes well for Nick. I really wanted to meet him too. He seemed like an amazing person.

I looked into finding a time to go and luckily I found one for tomorrow since I was off from work on the weekends. Hopefully I can see Zak there. Speak of the devil! My phone began to ring and I look to see Zak's name come up on my screen. I wonder what he was calling me for but I went ahead and answered his call.

"Hello?" I asked. "Hi Elizabeth." Zak answered. "Hey Zak. How are you doing." I asked him. "I'm doing alright. How are you? I haven't heard from you since last week." He said to me. "I've been okay. Just busy with work. Oh! I finally bought a ticket to go tour your museum. I'm super excited about it." I said to Zak. "Elizabeth. I told you to just come over to the museum and you wouldn't have to pay." Zak said to me. "I know I remember you telling me that. I'm fine paying like everyone else. So don't fret about it okay?" I said.

"Alright Eliza. Oh is it okay to call you that?" He asked me. "Oh no you can Zak. I don't mind at all." I said. "Cool. Is there anything new going on in your life or not yet?" He asked. "No, not really Zak. I'm tired though. I haven't been able to sleep well lately." I told him. "I'm sorry about that Eliza. Do you know why you can't sleep? Or do you have a sleep disorder?" Zak asked me. "No I don't think I have a disorder or anything. Though I've been having nightmares". I told him. "Oh man. Did anything happen to cause these nightmares"? He asked me. "Well, the thing is.... I um...." I just stopped talking to Zak. I'm just not able to open up so easily about my nightmares or my past. Maybe its because I am petrified about how he will react to it. Maybe he will think of me as a weird ass person and not want to be friends anymo- "ELIZABETH!" Zak yelled into the phone. "Holy shit! Hey um- I'm still here Zak. I'm really sorry. I just zoned out." "Elizabeth, if you don't want to talk about it I understand." Zak said to me.

"No Zak I do want to talk about my nightmares. It's just hard for me to open up about it at first." I said to him. "I tell you what, how about I come over to your place so we can talk and I will give you a private tour of the museum myself the day you go. Does that sound like a deal?" Zak asked me. "Mr. Bagans, we have an accord." I said to him amusingly. "Alright Eliza. Just text me your address and I'll be on the way." He said. "Okay Zak. I'll see you soon. Bye." I told him before I hung up.

After I sent him the address I continued to watch ghost adventures until Zak arrived. About 20 minutes later I heard a loud bang in the kitchen. I turned my head around to see what that loud bang was but I couldn't find the source. As soon as I turn back around there was a loud crash of glass breaking. My heart begins to race out of fear because I know all too well that there are spirits haunting me once again.

There was knocking at the front door of my house which startled me to death. I got up to go answer the door and I saw that it was Zak. "Hey Zak. Come on in." I said to him. He walks into the house and notices the broken glass on the floor of the kitchen. "Hey Eliza, what happened in the kitchen?" He asked me while I cleaned up the glass. "A couple of glass cups were knocked off of the counter." I told him. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He asked me with concern in his voice. "No Zak I'm fine. Lets just sit down and talk." I said. "Alright Eliza. So what are your nightmares about?" He asked as we sat on the couch. "Well, my nightmares aren't something new or anything random. The nightmares I've been having are the same ones I had when I was little". I told him. "So they are the same night terrors you've always had since you were younger?" Zak asked me.

"Yeah. They have always been the same ever since I was three". I said. "Wait, how old were you when they began"? He asked me. "When I was three years old but they stopped when I was about six. It wasn't only till now that I've had them come back". I stated. "I'm sorry about your nightmares." He said to me. "Oh, no Zak there's nothing to be sorry about. You never knew about it." I reassured him. "Still though, I can't imagine how terrified you were then. Even now if they are that bad." He said.

"To be quite honest, they're horrible and terrifying. I remember seeing a little boy falling to the floor, laying as still as a rock near another child. A woman crying at the top of her lungs. Then she was pushed to the ground by these black shadow men and her screams were muffled while they were over her as she tried to escape. I'd remember seeing a whole lot of red paint or blood all over the walls, the bed, and the floor. On the floor near the kids was some weird looking symbol I think. There was a deafening bang as loud as thunder and a blinding flash of light. After the light is when I would wake up."

I was looking away from Zak the entire time I explained my nightmares. I was scared and a bit embarrassed of what he would say or think that I was a weird phsyco. I felt something wet on my cheek and realized that I was crying while I told my little story. Before I could wipe the tears away, Zak reached towards me and wiped the tears with his thumb. He scooted over to me and gave me a hug. I returned the hug and cried into his chest. He gently held my head and rubbed my back while I cried.

"Elizabeth I'm so sorry that you've had these horrible nightmares happen to you. I wish I could of known you then to help you when you were little". He said to me. "It's okay. There's nothing you could of done. Thank you for listening and for the hug". I said with a little chuckle. "You're welcome sweetie. If you want, how about we do something to cheer you up. Whatever you want to do, we will go and do it." He told me. I pull away from the hug and look at him. "Maybe, if it's not too much trouble, can we hang out here, watch movies or eat ice cream till we throw up or something". I suggested while I laughed. "That actually sounds like a good idea". He said while he laughed too. We did just that for the night. We watched a favorite movie of mine (Treasure Planet) and a favorite movie of Zak's (Dracula). We ate some of the ice cream I had in my freezer with whip cream and brownies (yummy). Zak and I pretty much chilled out for the night. I enjoyed Zak's company very much and I think he enjoyed mine as well. Everything was going along great until something wanted to make itself known.

"What the hell?!" Zak shouted. There was a small crashing sound in one of the rooms in my apartment. "You just took the words out of my mouth. Can you go check out the bathroom while I check out my bedroom?" I asked him. "Yeah let's go see what that was." He said. While Zak went to go check the bathroom I made my way over to my bedroom. I opened the door and turned on my light.

Right away I see that my jewelry box was thrown off the dresser and all my jewelry was scattered across the floor. I walked over to pick up the jewelry and put it back in the box. "Eliza, did you find out what that crash was? There wasn't anything in the bathroom." Zak said as he came over where I was. "Yeah it was my jewelry box. It was knocked off my dresser." I explained. "Knocked off? No one else was here cause it's just me and you." Zak stated. "Yeah but I know exactly what pushed my-" I stopped mid sentence. I picked up a necklace that was all too familiar. "Oh my god. I forgotten all about this." I whispered to myself as I sat on the floor. Zak walked over to me and kneeled down on the floor. "What is it Elizabeth?" He asked me. "This is my mother's locket. I can't believe that I stopped wearing it." I exclaimed. "May I see it?" He asked. I held the locket in my hands and showed it to Zak.

(A/N: This is my own personal locket. My dad gave it to me on my 12th or 14th birthday.)

As soon as Zak looked at the locket his facial expression went from curious to shocked in a heartbeat. He just sat there without saying a word. "Zak? Zak, are you okay?" I asked him as I shook his shoulders to get him to respond to me. He finally came around but his face was a bit stoic and he just stands up looking down at the floor. I get up from the floor and put my locket on around my neck. I try to get Zak to look at me but every time I do he looks away from me. "I'm sorry Eliza but I have to go." He said to me.

"Why? Did I do something wrong?" I asked him. "No I just have to go home. I'll see you soon though. Goodbye Elizabeth." He told me. Once Zak said this he just walked out of my home through the door and left without another word. I just stood there confused and saddened by what just happened. I didn't know what to think other than the fact that my locket set something off to make him leave. It was just a necklace.... right?