Chapter 0:

The Beginning

Case of Elizabeth Wonder


“Well Mike, you ready?”

“Not really Andrew, do we really have to do this?”

Mike, my brother, asked with a worried expression.

“Of course we do, how else are we going to prove that these rumors are just that, rumors?”

I couldn’t help but smile when I saw that my brother was getting worried for no reason. I mean, what reason do we have to fear something that doesn’t even exist?

Sigh, fine, you are the elder brother after all.”

“Mhm, you got that right. You do the remember the plan, right Mike?”

“Yeah yeah, we go to this haunted house, explore the entire place, stay one night in here, document our actions, and prove to everyone that ghosts aren’t real.”

“Good, you have the stuff, right? You know, food, water, camera, and flashlights, right?”

Mike put down his blue backpack on the ground and unzipped it, showing me the contents in the bag. The food and water were naturally there to consume during the night. The camera and flashlights would be used to capture footage.

Tonight, we decided to wear clothes with lighter shading so the camera would be able to see us more easily. Our shirts and shoes were white while the shorts we were wearing were light gray.

“Here, Mike, pass the flashlight and camera to me. We don’t really need to keep it in the backpack now that we're here.”

“Right.” Mike nodded and passed the camera and of the two flashlights to me.

“Alright then, let’s get this show on the road. First, let’s introduce ourselves to the camera.”

I turn on the camera and point it towards Mike.

“Mike, you start.”

Mike felt startled, but still gave a nod and began.

“Uh, hi everyone. I’m Mike Miller, age 15 and the cameraman is Andr– ”

“And I am Andrew Miller, the older brother of Mike here, age 17, and we are currently in front of a REALLY scary haunted house. Ooohhhhhh spoookyyyy. Hehehe.”

Mike furrowed his brows and started glaring at me for some reason. Am I not allowed to introduce myself?

“This is quite the atmosphere, isn’t it? It’s nighttime, we left home five minutes ago, so it should be around 11:52 pm. We don’t have any dark clouds or anything, but the moon is really pretty tonight. Sigh, would’ve been a good night if I went out with my girlfriend instead.”

Remembering my girlfriend at this time, I couldn’t help but smile. I mean, she was the prettiest woman I could ever meet, how could I not count myself as lucky?

“Anyways, tonight, we are exploring the resident of a woman named Elizabeth Wonder. It was said that she was shot to death by her drunk husband, Williams Wonder, using a .357 magnum, nearly emptied the entire gun on her. I think the reports said that she had one bullet to her head, three to her chest, and one on her right hand. Why the right hand? I think it was because she tried to retaliate against her husband that led to her hand getting shot first. As for the last bullet, it was for himself. From what the experts stated, Mr. Wanders realized what he did at the last second and chose to atone for that by committing suicide. As for whether that last statement is true or not, no one really knows.”

I personally didn’t understand why she couldn’t just leave him. I mean, having a husband coming home drunk every night, how can anyone stand that?

Sigh, I don’t really get it. Why wouldn’t she just leave him? I mean, your own husband is coming home drunk every night, you would think that she would make better decisions or something, right Mike?”

“Umm, I don’t really know. Maybe she had a reason to stay, or maybe she really didn’t have a choice to make.”


Is this guy being serious? A reason to stay? Who would want to spend their time with someone so obnoxious?

“Ugh, never mind Mike, you wouldn’t understand it either I guess. After all, you really are too young for this kind of stuff.”

"Mhm, I guess." Mike started sulking right after that and looked at his own feet.

"Alright, that's enough chit chat, we've waited outside for quite some time now. Let's head inside."

Thanks to Mike here, my mood was a bit ruined, so I wanted to head inside as fast as possible. Hopefully my head will be a bit cleared up.

Joe Gold