"A house is always haunted unless it is just built or has never had a soul live in it." Jack smiled and took a sip of his water.
"How is that even possible? Not every room in a house has had a death or some sort." Murphy replied. He always went against everything Jack said. It was like characters in a story. Jack was the protagonist and Murphy was the antagonist.
"Ah, you have that fact right but a haunting isn't always just death." Jack was a smart man and loved the belief battles him and Murphy had. They did wonders to the mind.
"Then what could haunt a room if it isn't a ghost?" The question was filled with frustration at not understanding. Jack and Murphy weren't best friends, no. They were just two men who sat in a coffee shop everyday in the morning getting something to drink. One day they had just started talking and realized they were complete opposites which kept their conversations going.
"Emotions, my friend. Emotions." The small smile finding it's way on Jack's face wasn't displeasing Murphy, causing a frown to appear on his own face.
"Emotions?! Are you joking? Emotions don't emit off someone and they certainly don't haunt." Murphy believed Jack to be an insane man and Jack believed Murphy to be dimwitted and nieve.
"But they do. For if an emotion is strong enough, everyone in the room can feel it. Like if someone is angry, everone stays away because even without looking at that person they can know the emotion. If an emotion causes to become larger and happens in the same spot on a day to day basis, then a room can become that emotion." Jack took another sip of water and watched as his comrade sat in slight anger across from him.
"You don't know what you're talking about." Murphy growled.
"Ah but I do. You are in a deep frustration and I can feel it, though I do not feel the emotion myself. So long as you keep this up everyday, you may cause this place to go out of business." Jack laughed and Murphy made a 'hmph' sound and looked away.
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