Ghost Hunter

"This week, a girl by the name of Kipper was found dead by the police. The killer claims that it was a form of self-defense when Kipper attacked him and was not charged after being spoken to. The cat claims that Kipper would kill him and hang his pelt on her wall so she could admire it forever."

Tech yawned and stopped reading. She closed the blinds, blocking out the light of the full moon that shined in through the windows. She rubbed her eyes, computer on her lap as she read the report. She looked to the side, seeing that it was 9:32 PM where she lived. She stretched her arms and legs before continuing the news report.

"An investigation was held to find evidence that the attack was self-defense. As police made their way down the path to the house, they claimed that they heard laughs, growls and breathing, along with the crunching of leaves. The cops think that this is the ghost of Kipper, and the ghost hunters are being contacted.

Suddenly, Tech's phone began ringing. Dang it! She was tired as heck. The calico picked up the phone and held it up to her ear anyway, orange fur brushing against it.

"Hello?" Tech meowed, trying to sound awake, but sounded a bit groggy anyway.

"Hey bud! It's Taylor here, and I just got a call from the cops," the voice responded.

"About what...?" Tech began to grow worried.

"The police need you at the station real quick. They say there's something you need to help out with, along with me and some other people."

Oh gosh, Tech was invited to.... no, no, it couldn't be!

"What's the job?" Tech shakily asked.

"You gotta come find out!"

(WIP)