Chapter 6 #2
“It’s hard to even explain what we saw,” Camden began, “but I’ll give it a go.
” He laid it out as succinctly as he could.
He’d spoken with Stefan on multiple cases and had even gone to see him a couple times at his house nearby.
While Camden wouldn’t call them friends, they were definitely acquaintances and maybe more than that—he didn’t know.
It was a strange world to be in, and Stefan was definitely the leader in that world.
“No, I’m not,” Stefan countered absentmindedly, as he processed what Camden had just told him and had just thought as well.
Camden barked out a laugh. “You are, since you can easily read everybody’s minds.”
“Don’t have to read everybody’s minds,” he argued. “Everybody transmits so loudly most of the time that I just wish they would shut it all down and give me a break once in a while,” he declared, with a chuckle.
“It really is that way for you, isn’t it?”
“Absolutely it is, but this?” he added. “Now that was a very interesting comment.”
“What comment?” Camden asked, slightly bewildered. “I don’t remember making any comment.”
“Remnant.”
“Ah, that was Devon’s suggestion as a way to describe it.”
“Yeah, and that’s also very interesting.”
“Why is that?” With Stefan, Camden never really quite knew what was really interesting and what was something he would fall away from later and surprise you about that had absolutely nothing to do with anything.
Yet, by the time you were done with a case, those bits and pieces he told you about fit right in and locked down the case.
Camden still had to find supporting evidence because nobody would go to court on a psychic’s word.
But having a direction to go, having a place to even start to look for some evidence, all made life a whole lot easier for Camden.
As he listened, Stefan explained, “A remnant is an interesting piece as to why we sometimes end up with entities that are still around, even though they should have left,” he shared.
“I can’t really explain why they’re still here, but the fact is, they often stick around well past the point we would expect them to be here, and it does cause some, … let’s say, consternation.”
“That’s an interesting word too,” Camden muttered, “and I don’t mean it in a freaky way. It would be interesting to know why some of these entities stick around, especially in this case, where the ghost seems to be incomplete. But what would stop it from being complete though?”
“That’s a good question because I’ve never come up against it,” Stefan admitted, “so I don’t know.
Spirits are what they are, and they are usually whole.
They often have something that they need to resolve in order to leave.
Something’s holding them back. Sometimes they have other issues that we aren’t really aware of, things that need answers, but it’s usually personal and something that matters greatly to them.
Yet in this case …” His voice broke off as he contemplated the situation before he went on. “How did she take it?”
“She was … I want to say fairly calm, which surprised me. I just don’t know her well enough to really understand how she’ll react to further encounters.”
Stefan didn’t say anything to that.
Camden never knew whether he should be filling the silent gap with more information. He wondered if Stefan was using a tactic that a lot of the cops used in order to get somebody to talk. A lot of people felt compelled to fill such gaps in order to stop the deafening silence.
After a few moments, Stefan finally spoke. “I’ll see if I can contact this entity.”
“Sure, … be my guest,” Camden replied. “I’m pretty sure my neighbor would be more than happy to have it disappear.”
“And I guess my next question would be, is this the only one?” he asked.
“I have no idea,” Camden replied. “I mean, we’ve only seen the one so far.”
“You’ve also seen lots of other things there, right? Before the new neighbor moved in?”
Camden pondered the question, wondering exactly what Stefan was getting at.
Stefan added, “It’s not that I’m looking for anything in particular, but I’m questioning just what it is you’re seeing.”
“If I could send you a picture, I would.”
“And, if you could send a picture, I would absolutely love to see it,” Stefan quipped, “but chances are good that you won’t get one.”
“Can you even take pictures of spirits?”
“Yes, you can, but it takes a special camera, plus having the equipment right when you have the opportunity to need it. Now you could set up something with a security camera, as long as it was the right type. You won’t get a clear picture, but you will get something.
Before you ask, they’re very expensive.”
“Of course they are,” Camden muttered, followed by a sigh, “and nothing is ever cheap to begin with.”
“No, nothing’s cheap, and, with this special camera, it’s a little bit more involved. As long as your spirit is not dangerous, there is really no need—unless you’re dealing with a poltergeist or related things.”
“I know that’s one of her questions. So, if this thing is here, is there any particular reason why it would get aggressive? And, if it were to become complete—though I don’t really want to use that word—but, if that were to happen, would it then be more likely to cause trouble?”
“I have no idea,” Stefan stated, “but those are very good questions. I will consider them and get back to you.” And, with that, he disconnected.
Camden stared down at his phone in amazement because Stefan called when he wanted to, left when he wanted to, and always provided some of the craziest answers Camden had ever heard—that is, when he provided some.
Yet he and Devon did need Stefan’s help in this matter.
Plus, Stefan was also correct in that, as long as this thing was just an irritant, there wasn’t a major need to spend big money on getting a fancy and expensive camera set up.
Yet Camden still brought out his phone and started looking for the special camera that would see energy or spectral phenomenon.