Chapter 149: First Attempt at Greatness

Kathy Not wanting to spend any more needless time in that place, I pulled out my phone and took as many pictures as I could in a hasty rush. “Aren’t you done?” I jumped, startled when Dr. Witchman’s voice cut through the semi-darkness. “Yes, Spirit,” I said, tucking the files back into the folder and heading back upstairs. “Did you find my assessment?” “Yes, Spirit,” I said, even though I hadn’t. A little white lie here and there wasn’t going to hurt anybody—anybody except Charlotte, of course. I mumbled a thank you and practically ran out of the door, heading straight for my car, finding it a relief to escape the musky smell of the old house, the damp basement, and the musty papers. Why did they smell so bad? And most importantly, why did it smell like an old lady? The drive back home was quick. When I finally reached home, I was so tired and eager to sleep that I didn’t have the energy for anything else. The next morning, I quickly pulled out my phone as soon as I was conscious eno