"Now, since my very special man, Johnny, has his trusty weapon, I suppose you all want YOURS. Oh, alright." Jimmy said

He can't make us do this!, Papa Acachalla thought.

Suddenly, a small explosion came from the wall. Another hole appeared. Johnny walked over to the hole in the wall.

A chest. Filled with machetes. Johnny shook his head. "Does he believe we're going to kill each other?" He said.

"Yes, I do!"

Johnny said something rather explict, and Sally and BIlly both laughed. Papa, however, slapped Johnny. "Sorry. He gets me so infuriated" he said. Johnny gave everyone a machete. He whispered something to everyone as he gave them their weapons, but Papa didn't hear it until Johnny came over and gave a machete. "Don't fight" he said. Like Papa was going to kill his family and friends. Johnny, Gertrude, Maddie, and the others all got situated in the corners of the room, facing each other, as if they were all about to charge over and kill one another. Jimmy let out a cackle of laughter. "I can't wait...But I'm surprised nobody is crying, nobody's scared...What's gotten into you? Suicidal? Yes, I would be too if I went through what YOU went through in the past day and a half!".

Day and a half??, Papa thought. It was that long? I don't remember sleeping...

"You didn't"

Papa snorted. "What, you have some sorta mind readin' thing going on in here?" he said.

Jimmy was silent. "I didn't say that...." Jimmy said, worried. Worried. He sounded worried.

"My blood was shed for a deed not holy.....I will repay the favor with a deed even more unpure!"

"W-where is that voice coming from, mama?" Sally asked Gertrude. "I-I don't know," She replied.

A loud, lightning sound filled the ears of everyone. Then, a large billow of smoke filled the small room. Papa could here Maddie and Johnny coughing, and he felt that HE could start coughing as well. Papa covered his mouth and, trying not to breath in the mysterious fog. But when he smelled it, he knew what was going on.

"Kids, Gertrude, and Johnny, Everyone gather around in one corner, shelter each other! This is my deal" he Papa said. He raised his machete high, going towards the middle of the room.

"Blood will trickle down the head of my enemy!", the voice, sounding significantly louder and deeper, said. Papa could see a black cloud forming in where he was going. Please don't let it be him....Each step he took, Papa felt his feet and body getting heavier. When  reached the center of the room, where the black cloud was, he could hear distant children laughing, and a mix of grown men screaming. It was very horrifying. When Papa was about to speak the the orb, it spoke. "YOU KNOW WHO I AM!", It screamed loudly.

Papa flew backwards, hitting the wall. Pain coating his back, and he knew that any harder could have broken a bone. He looked at the mass of black now, and the fog around everyone was disappearing. Soon, whatever the blackness was would show itself. Finally, the sound of the screaming and the laughing grew, and the smoke disappeared. Papa could see what it was-WHO it was. The black cloud had turned into the shape of a man, with where his eyes might be, glowing crimson. His body was all a slightly translucent shadow, and he was leviating in the middle of the room. "YOU. KNOW. WHO. I . AM!", he screamed. Papa covered his ears, and he could faintly hear Billy and Sally crying. Papa finally looked up at the black man. "I know who you are, Maxwell".

Maxwell Acachalla laughed a deep, eerie, and very unearthly laugh. He flew towards Papa. He hit Papa hard, right in the abdoment, sending him against the wall again. He growled. "Maxwell, if you want to kill me, do it." he said. More laughs. "I will not kill a man who does not wish to live! YOU WILL DIE UNHAPPY, JUST AS I DID YEARS BACK!" he screamed, throwing Papa's body to the corner with everyonelse. Papa felt his body fly through the air like a ragdoll. Maxwell was strong. He hit Gertrude and the kids like a brick-filled sack. Papa scrambled up to his feet, grabbing Gertrude by the shoulders. "He's coming for me. Try to keep the children s-" he began, but was levitated into the air, floating back to the orb feet first. "You...Must...Pay!", he said.Papa spat at the ground where the ghost-Maxwell-was standing. "Do it, coward. Kill me". Maxwell's ghost appearence suddenly grabbed his stomach, hunching over, and then released, throwing his hands and feet backward. His body sent ripples of rage-red color through his body, and sending shards of red though the air. One hit Gertrude right though the neck. She screamed. "GERTRUDE! NO" Papa screamed. Sally broke the corner, going over to Gertrude. "Mama!", she said, tearing up. Papa tried to float back to them both in the air, but was unable to move in the levitation. He turned his head to Maxwell's body, now regaining his black form. The red color was rage, of course. Maxwell's eyes grew maliciously with fury, staring at Papa. "Go to hell, Maxwell, I never cared about you!" He growled. Maxwell held his hands out, as if he was going to hug Papa, but instead made Papa fly up to the ceiling, hitting his body on the tile above. Even more pain. He then flew back to the floor, smashing his stomach and face. A defining crunch was heard, and Papa had to at least broken his nose. "PAPA ACACHALLA!" Billy screamed. Maxwell started laughing, enjoying every second of Papa flying up to the ceiling and back again. Papa was feeling pain unlike ever before. He felt as if he was already dead. Kill me now, Papa thought. Finally, Papa was flown back to the center where Maxwell's self was, midair. He levitated over to Papa, raising his sharp, claw-like fists. "You're feeling pain...Just like I did..." he said. Papa groaned. "D-Damn you..." he growled, his teeth clenched...Whatever teeth were left in his bloody mouth. Maxwell raised his hands even higher, and small orbs of dark violet filled his palms. He slapped his hands together, combining the orbs. What was left in his hand was a large purple shard, ready to plunge into Papa's chest. "DIIIE" Maxwell screamed. He lifted the shard up, ready for the pain...

"NOOOO!" BIlly sreamed. "PAPA, NOOO!". Papa tried to look at Billy, but just said instead "I-I...G-Good-Bye..." he said. Billy didn't reply.

"FATHER! NO, DON'T CALL PAPA" Billy screamed again.

What? Billy wasn't talking to me?? Papa thought.

Maxwell turned to look at Billy, standing right below him and Papa. "Daddy, don't kill Papa." he pleaded. Maxwell's grip on the shard was so tight, it finally burst in his hand. Glowing violet liquid ran from Maxwell's fingers. He stared at Billy, eyes becoming less hostile. "What did you call me?", Maxwell asked, his voice becoming less eerie and deep. Billy started to tear up. "Papa Maxwell, I love you...Don't kill my Papa..."

NO. It couldn't be! Billy wasn't Maxwell's son!

Maxwell started trembling. What was happening? His black image started to fade, becoming more like a human form. Papa fell to the ground from midair, limp. Gertrude and Johnny ran over to Papa, helping him up. Maddie was holding Sally in a hug. Billy wiped away his tears, and then the unthinkable happend. Maxwell's form had become multicolor clouds, spinning around Maxwell's humanlike form. Then, with a burst of color, Maxwell landed on the floor. Papa was shocked. Maxwell had the same bloodstained clothes he had when he had died years back. Maxwell put his hand on Billy's head, looking at him. "A-Are you my son?" He asked Billy. He was about to answer, but he looked over at Papa. "Yes", he mouthed. Billy nodded, turning over to Maxwell. "Yes, papa.". Maxwell stared with hazel eyes at the boy, and then, suddenly, embraced him. It was surprisingly heartwarming. Gertrude was just as shocked too. "How-What happend?" he whispered. Papa shook his head. "This has been a long couple of days" he said. Maxwell, letting go of Billy, turned over to Papa. He didn't look angry, happy, or anything. He wore no emotion. "Acachalla, you will not die this day. I will not kill you" he said. He looked around at the people in the room. "These, all of these people, they care about you. Killing you would be killing THEM inside..." Maxwell said. Suddenly, with a another burst of smoke, he disappeared.

Everyone stood around, looking very shocked. Jimmy's laughter filled the speaker. "That was quite the show! But did anyone notice the lack of a paranormal investigator? Haha!" He said. Papa, heart jumping, looked around the room for Johnny. What he saw in the left corner of the room was horrible