Salt & Saws part 2

The blood I will never forget, Tim broke his nose in several spots. It turns out that Jimmy had a brick in his bag.  "What hell were you thinking." I shout as we sit outside the principals office.

He shakes his head. "I don't know, you said you wouldn't always be there for me. So I stood up for myself."

I shake my head. "Jimmy that's not the way to do it, you need to strive to be better then me."

Just then mom clears her throat. "That's right Jimmy no picking fights anymore." I smile and nod, mom glares at me. "As for you Ben."

I shake my head. "How is it that he breaks Tim's nose and I'm the one your mad at."

Mom sits down next to us. "Ben he has eyes he sees the way you deal with issue's."

"So your saying this is my fault." I shout

Mom shakes her head. "That's not what I'm saying honey but you do need..."

I interrupt her by standing. "Whatever mom I don't have to take this." I storm out of the room.

As I leave the front doors Clarie catches up to me. "You know what you need?"

I shake my head. "What do I need."

She smiles. "A good hunt."

I think about it for a bit. "You know what lets do it." I smile.

She nods. "Meet me at the shop door in an hour."

When we meet up everyone is at lunch. "What's the plan clarie."

She smiles. "Well my research paid off I found out that a shop teacher in the sixty's die on the job in a freak band saw accident."

I nod. "Wow so we need to salt his body right."

Her smile fades. "Well that's thing he was cremated." My face most have been concerning cause she responds with. "Calm down we just need to find something he was linked to."

I shake my head. "How the hell do we do that?" She pulls out her emf reader. "Oh ok that makes since."

As we enter the shop, the buzz saws kick on by themselves. "Let's make this quick, before someone comes."

She begins to sweep the room a low hum can be heard as she passes through stronger magnetic fields. "It seems to be coming from that wall of tools."

When we start to walk toward the tools, A tall figure appears before us. His face was distorted, his clothes were bloody, his left hand was wrapped in bandages. He doesn't say anything he just stands there staring. I hear the cocking of Claire's shotgun then a loud bang. "Find the tool." She shouts as she tosses me the emf.

I start a sweep across the tools until the emf starts beeping like crazy at a old rusted hand saw with a wooden handle. "Found it." I grab it and old mister Woodstock didn't like it. He appears behind me, and I go flying across the shop slamming into a the pottery furnace. "Shit." I scramble for the saw. "Toss me a salt shell."

She nods and reaches into her bag and pulls out a shell and tosses it to me. The figure appears in front of me and the salt shell glides through him causing him to lose form briefly. I put the shell in my mouth and pull the end off with my teeth. "Rest in peace you scary bitch." I toss both the saw and salt into the flames the small amount of gunpowder explodes sending me to the floor.

The ghosts scream echos through the shop, before it bursts into flames. Clarie laughts and I smile.  "See it feels good to save people with out them knowing."

The rest of the day was as normal as ever, we both decided to rest up and continue the training tomorrow. Which was a good ideal cause I'm sure I need to ice a few broken ribs.