She'd always wanted to do this, and it was finally the right time and place. Red, with her newfound freedom euphoria, had decided to volunteer and be a host of one of the ghost walks at the capital.
She packed into the car with another friend and drove the 20 minutes into the capitol, catching up along the way.
It was one of those days that would get cold and windy, then minutes later be slightly too warm and sunny. They walked along beside the rest of the group, taking their jackets on and off with the weather.
Red seemed nervous but confident. They got lost a couple of times between houses, but you wouldn't have known it from her demeanor. Another friend happened to be on the tour, and it was nice to catch up and drift away and back to each other within the crowd.
She didn't expect anything but an outdoor tour, but they weaved in and out of bars, theatre spaces, and homes. It was more like the Historic Homes tour she took with her work in the fall. Other friends "acted" as the home owners and told spooky stories about the houses they were in. It was far longer and more entertaining than she expected it to be.
The big stop at the governor's mansion was her favorite. Out of all the childhood field trips she'd taken, she'd never actually made it there. It was very Twelve Oaks, though obviously not as old. There was a haunted clock and a lady in white that was often seen walking the halls. They then had an actor walk by upstairs in white, by a mirror so the group would be able to see them.
In the end she got a blister from wearing her new boots, but had an amazing time. The parts that stuck with her the most were walking away from the group, and letting her mind wander.
