Sunshine can't play guitar.

Why does she even try?

She sighs, leans over and sees something out of the window. She can't exactly put her finger on what it is, but it's freaking her out.

So, what's the next best thing to do? Go downstairs and explore.

Sunshine looks around outside with her dogs, and when she turns to walk back inside, she realizes the door is closed.

Great.

Now she's being messed with.

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Her mom sits in front of the camera, looking slightly disgruntled and almost — scared?

"Okay, so, um..." Kat leans back, lips tight. "I just.. uh, kind of got on the YouTube page here and watched some of my daughter's videos. And I'm kind of, um, I'm a little bit freaked out. There's a lot of stuff that I didn't know that was going on, and — she would tell me, y'know, some of it, but a lot of it I really.. I really had no idea about."

She shakes her head. "I mean, I didn't even know about the lady that — like, that's just standing —" Kat lifts her body and looks out of the window. "She's not there right now, but, you — you know, this strange woman is just standing outside of our house, outside of our gate, just, I don't even know, I don't even know what to do. I don't know if I should stay home from work and try to catch her and ask her what she's doing, or if I should call the landlord and ask them if they know who she is, you know, I — I don't even know where she comes from, we live on a dead-end street and she walks towards the dead-end and — where's she going?"

Kat sighs and looks serious. "I don't know if I should call the police, I don't know if I should leave my dog outside, I mean, he's kind of a wuss but... I guess he could come in and protect us or something. I — I'm really not sure what to do so I'm kind of, a little bit, worried and concerned. I wish there was someone I could talk to about it. I feel like they could help me with this. But... there's really not anyone..."

She turns the camera off.
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Sunshine and her mom are sitting on the couch, watching TV.

"Legitimately," Sunshine begins, crossing her arms, "she was like, 'You know what shirt I'm gonna wear today?' This one."

"The ugly one," Kat chimes in.

"This really ugly one. Seriously, her boobs look huge and — I — I shouldn't be looking at her boobs but seriously, look at that —"

Kat wheezes. "How can you not though?"

"I mean — OHHH she — she's a drug addict!"

Kat laughs and nods along. "That's... sexayyy.."

"Oh, my god," Sunshine sighs and slaps her hand to her forehead, "I can't watch this show, we need to change it."

Sunshine watches her mother change the channel, but Kat becomes serious and looks over. "So, do I need to worry about the fact that the camera is always recording now?"

"No," Sunshine snorts, running a hand through her fuzzy hair, "I have friends over — no, I don't, actually."

A door slams.

Both women exchange glances and turn their attention toward the source of the noise.

"Did you.. leave a window open, upstairs?"

"No.. Mm-mm. No, I didn't." Sunshine smirks and almost looks snobbish.

"You must've."

"No! I — It's winter, why would I have left a window —"

Kat waves her hands and pulls a finger to her lips. "Wait..."

Sunshine sighs and leans forward. "This is why I leave the camera on."

"All right, let's check it out." Kat grabs the camera and stands.

Her eyes widen. "But — I don't want to — I didn't do it last time, why would I do it this time?"

"Because I'm with you."

"But... mmmm-hmm, that makes me feel so much better, we're both white belts here."

They move across the living room in to the kitchen, staring up at the stairs. Kat leads the way up to the dark and stiffens. "Your door is closed."

Sunshine opens it, looking inside. "Hello...?"

Kat grunts. "What, do you think someone's gonna answer?"

"Yeah, I do actually."

"Ghosts don't talk."

"Yes, they do, Mom."
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Sunshine tries to listen for the scratching again. No luck.

"Hey Mom," she greets as Kat walks by, sitting comfortably in one of the living room chairs.

"What uh... whatcha got there?"

Her mother looks down at two baby monitors on the floor, brow raised.

"Baby monitors."

"Well, I can see they're baby monitors —" She sits down, "Why, uh, is there somethin' you wanna tell me?"

Sunshine nods. "Yes, I'm pregnant, having twins."

"Excellent. Why do you have a baby monitor?"

"So I can put one upstairs in a second so it can help me hear stuff, y'know?"

Kat smirks. "Oh, you just watched Signs, didn't you?"

Sunshine laughs softly. "Yes," she mouths to the camera.

"So," her mother continues, "what do you think — I mean, I just don't understand, what do you think you're gonna hear on this..."

"Stuff, you know, so we don't have another episode like the other night."

"Honey," Kat says in that patronizing voice, shaking her head, "that was just the door, the wind just blew it shut."

"Mom, no, it wasn't — so, gonna put one upstairs, one downstairs, and it's gonna work. It's gonna be great."

A sigh. "Okay, well, I hope you didn't spend very much money on it."

Sunshine rolls her eyes. "She's very supportive."
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Sunshine is proud of herself for catching peanut M&Ms in her mouth.

What has her life come to?
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The camera is ready, as usual. Sunshine is sitting on the floor next to her bed. Why not on the bed? Who knows.

"So guys, I'm doing a follow-up with the whole Creepy Lady thing because there's been a lot of chat about that on YouTube so, follow up." She looks excited, then blank. "Nothing."

"Nothing has happened. Creepy Lady hasn't come back since I posted that video about her lurkin' outside the front door so... now I spend like all my time.. standing.. downstairs.. looking out the window making sure she's not there creepin' on me anymore!"

Sunshine shakes her head and sighs, then waves her arms, annoyed. "And! My mom's going crazy! She stole my camera, I'm sure you guys have seen those videos, yeah, nice, right? GREAT. Yeah. Gonna hide the camera from now on."
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She tries to catch voices again on a lazy Sunday afternoon.

Nope.

Why would the ghosts do anything in her favor?

Sunshine decides to investigate — yeah, because that always goes well — and stands on the top of the stairs, looking down.

The door slams shut.

Did she mention that she's home alone?
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Her mom is doing another video.

"Guess red light means on.."

Kat adjusts her shirt and looks at the camera. "Okay, so, uhhh, hi." She laughs awkwardly. "I don't really know how to do this. I uh, just heard something, like — footsteps? — or something upstairs, and I'm actually home alone, my daughter is at school."

She sighs. "This is really the first time I've had anything happen that made me kind of wonder what's going on. I just thought that she was being dramatic, because she can be, sometimes, I don't know if you noticed, but now I'm not so sure.."

Kat nods. "I've definitely heard something and I don't know, I don't really believe in ghosts. So I'm not really sure what... what I'm saying... okay."
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Sunshine turns the camera off and hears a voice. Right after. Of course.

She thinks the camera is egging the ghosts on. She's not sure she should record anymore — and before she began her videos, the spirits hadn't been as bad. Now it's bad. It's scary. It's frightening.

Sunshine's had enough of it.

honestly just here for the tea and i want to see le master but then i realized that's gonna be part 3

oh well we can get there for now anticipate creepy lady (creepier edition!)