Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Ayumi (General series)
Word Count: 590 words
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: Ayumi just had to go into the creepy house and wave from the window. Simple, right?
Taking this dare was the stupidest thing she had ever done, Ayumi reflected. But there was no turning back. Or rather, there was no way to turn back without Genta braying about it for the rest of her life. So she pushed open the door, wincing as it creaked ominously, and let herself into the decrepit old house.
It was one of those houses that seems like it’s always been there—most neighborhoods have one. No one could remember when the ancient place was built, which led kids to spread campfire tales about how it had sprung up overnight, rising up out of the fog. And of course the rumors all said that it was haunted by all sorts of ghosts, including one particularly gory story about a brutal homicide of a woman and how her spirit had been seen weeping in the house, usually by a “friend of a friend.”
Ayumi, believing herself to be practical, discounted these stories. But now that she was inside the house, she found herself thinking that maybe they held a little more water than she’d initially thought. There were certainly a lot of noises around her that didn’t seem quite right for the setting…
The terms of the dare were fairly simple: Ayumi was to go inside, make her way upstairs, and wave at them from the highest window she could get to. And then get out as fast as possible. So she tightened her grip on her flashlight and pressed on; the yellow beam of light was like a lifeline right now.
Stupid Genta and his stupid dares…
She hurried up the stairs. The sooner she waved from the window, the sooner she could get out of there. If her sense of direction was right, the room she needed to go to was through that door there. She opened it and walked inside, a cloud of dust kicked up with each step she took.
This room looked like a bedroom, and not an adult one. There were old toys scattered around, and a bed with a broken frame off to one side. She caught a glimpse of a mirror in the corner; her reflection stared back at her a dozen times over because of the cracks across the silvery surface. It was all decidedly creepy, yet somehow it reminded her a little bit of her bedroom at home. This was probably a very happy place when there was a child living in the room.
And there was the window on the other side of the room. She crossed the room, taking care not to step on anything, and paused only long enough to fumble with the latch. It was rusty, but she managed to get it open and push the window open. She stuck her head out and waved. “Hey!”
On the street below her, Genta and Mitsuhiko waved back. Conan and Ai looked…sort of bored.
Her mission accomplished, Ayumi shut the window and relatched it. Then she heard a sound behind her—like wind rushing past. Strange, though—there was no wind tonight, and she had just closed the window…
She turned around, her handing shaking even more violently…and found herself looking at a ghost. A white semi-transparent form with a large head, floating in the air mere meters away from her. It was staring at her with surprisingly wide eyes, which she was sure were a match for her own.
Ayumi opened her mouth to scream when suddenly the ghost zipped right up to her and spoke.
“Hi! I’m Casper!”
PS. Written for phantom_kaito for the Halloween fic-swap prompt on the manycases1truth. My prompt was “Ayumi finds a house that is really haunted.” This was the first idea that popped into my head, and it was the one that stuck. So here it is, silly as it is. Casper, of course, is a reference to good ol' Casper the Friendly Ghost.
Only two more until we reach the halfway point, WHEE~!! Thanks for reading, all! Much love!