CHAPTER EIGHT
While Ivan and Code secured cameras to the trees in the area, Sniff brought out Zeus and Monster to check the area further. So far, they couldn't find any traces of other victims or their killers. But they would.
When Ghost and Trak asked Victoria to go with them to UNO, she appeared shocked at first, then stood, her shoulders back, and nodded.
"We'll be right beside you," said Trak.
"I know. I'll be perfectly safe," she said, smiling at the two men. She grabbed her bag with her laptop and wallet and headed toward the car.
"That was much easier than I expected," said Ghost.
"Perhaps she's been doing her own soul searching," said Trak. "Either way, she knows that we will protect her."
Seated in the backseat of the SUV, she was quiet on the drive into New Orleans and to the campus of UNO. They knew that Tracy was a psych student, so they planned to visit that building and just look around. As they walked across campus, Ghost kept her between him and Trak.
"Look, honey. It's beautiful, isn't it," he said, smiling down at her.
"I don't know, Dad. It's not really my kind of place," she grinned. Trak let a grin slip from his lips, admiring her excellent acting skills. Then, in a whisper, she spoke to the two men. "I do have an idea."
Walking to the psych building, she went inside and found one of the lecture halls for Tracy's class. She entered, and the professor was seated at the front of the room.
"Can I help you? Class doesn't start for another fifteen minutes."
"I'm just wondering if I can sit in on the class," said Victoria. "This is my dad and my uncle. We're walking the campus today."
"Oh, of course," he said, smiling at her. "We love having interested students visit our campus. It's a beautiful place with a lot to offer. Do you plan to study psychology?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe something along the lines of computer engineering or programming, but I had a neighbor that was in this class. She recently died." His face had a terrible sadness to it, and he nodded.
"Tracy Bingham. I'm so sorry about what happened to her. She was a great student and a lovely young woman. A bright future was ahead of her."
"It's pretty sad," said Victoria. "She loved the school, though, so I thought I'd give it a chance."
"Well, you're welcome here. Please just take a seat."
The three of them took their seats at the back of the room and watched as dozens of students walked in, finding their place in the lecture hall. He didn't acknowledge the three at the back but began immediately talking about the subject for the week.
"We started talking about phobias and fears last week. Remember, there are three types of phobias. Social phobias are more commonly known as social anxiety disorders. This phobia is marked by a fear of social situations where a person might be judged or embarrassed. Then we have agoraphobia. This is an irrational and extreme fear of being places that we don't think we can escape from or leave, or even leaving one's own home. The third class typically listed is specific phobias, like being afraid of something specific. Snakes, spiders, needles, blood, that sort of thing."
There were moans and groans as people shivered from the thought or laughed at others for their seemingly silly fear.
"Mr. Rivers, my assistant, is passing out a form with common phobias. Take a moment to review it and make a mark next to any you feel you may have. You may have none, but I would assume if you're in this class, you're at least curious." The young teaching assistant walked up and down the steps, then walked toward Victoria.
"She doesn't need one," said Ghost.
"Actually, Dad. I'd like to just take a look if that's okay," she said, smiling at the assistant.
"Absolutely," he smiled, handing her the form.
Ablutophobia : Fear of bathing
Achluophobia:Fear of darkness
Acrophobia : Fear of heights
Aerophobia: Fear of flying
Algophobia: Fear of pain
Agoraphobia: Fear of open spaces or crowds
Aichmophobia: Fear of needles or pointed objects
Amaxophobia : Fear of riding in a car
Androphobia: Fear of men
Anemophobia : Fear of air
Anginophobia: Fear of angina or choking
Angrophobia : Fear of anger
Anthrophobia: Fear of flowers
Anthropophobia : Fear of people or society
Aphenphosmphobia: Fear of being touched
Arachibutyrophobia :Fear of peanut butter
Arachnophobia : Fear of spiders
Arithmophobia: Fear of numbers
Astraphobia: Fear of thunder and lightning
Astrophobia : Fear of outer space
Ataxophobia: Fear of disorder or untidiness
Atelophobia: Fear of imperfection
Atychiphobia: Fear of failure
Automatonophobia : Fear of human-like figures
Autophobia: Fear of being alone
Bacteriophobia: Fear of bacteria
Barophobia: Fear of gravity
Bathmophobia: Fear of stairs or steep slopes
Batrachophobia: Fear of amphibians
Belonephobia: Fear of pins and needles
Bibliophobia: Fear of books
Botanophobia: Fear of plants
Cacophobia: Fear of ugliness
Catagelophobia:Fear of being ridiculed
Catoptrophobia : Fear of mirrors
Chionophobia: Fear of snow
Chrometophobia : Fear of spending money
Chromophobia: Fear of colors
Chronomentrophobia: Fear of clocks
Chronophobia : Fear of time
Cibophobia : Fear of food
Claustrophobia: Fear of confined spaces
Climacophobia : Fear of climbing
Coulrophobia : Fear of clowns
Cyberphobia: Fear of computers
Cynophobia: Fear of dogs
Daemonophobia : Fear of demons
Decidophobia : Fear of making decisions
Dendrophobia: Fear of trees
Dentophobia: Fear of dentists
Domatophobia: Fear of houses
Dystychiphobia : Fear of accidents
Ecophobia:Fear of the home
Elurophobia: Fear of cats
Emetophobia : Fear of vomiting
Entomophobia: Fear of insects
Ephebiphobia: Fear of teenagers
Erotophobia : Fear of sex
Equinophobia: Fear of horses
Gamophobia : Fear of marriage
Genuphobia : Fear of knees
Glossophobia : Fear of speaking in public
Gynophobia : Fear of women
Haphephobia : Fear of touch
Heliophobia : Fear of the sun
Hemophobia: Fear of blood
Herpetophobia: Fear of reptiles
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia : Fear of long words
Hydrophobia: Fear of water
Hypochondria: Fear of illness
Iatrophobia:Fear of doctors
Insectophobia:Fear of insects
Koinoniphobia: Fear of rooms
Koumpounophobia: Fear of buttons
Leukophobia: Fear of the color white
Lilapsophobia: Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes
Lockiophobia: Fear of childbirth
Mageirocophobia:Fear of cooking
Megalophobia: Fear of large things
Melanophobia: Fear of the color black
Merinthophobia: Fear of string or being bound
Microphobia: Fear of small things
Mysophobia: Fear of dirt and germs
Necrophobia :Fear of death or dead things
Noctiphobia: Fear of the night
Nomophobia : Fear of being without your mobile phone
Nosocomephobia: Fear of hospitals
Nyctophobia : Fear of the dark
Obesophobia: Fear of gaining weight
Octophobia: Fear of the figure 8
Ombrophobia: Fear of rain
Ophidiophobia : Fear of snakes
Ornithophobia : Fear of birds
Osmophobia : Fear of smells
Ostraconophobia : Fear of shellfish
Papyrophobia: Fear of paper
Pathophobia: Fear of disease
Pedophobia:Fear of children
Philematophobia : Fear of kissing
Philophobia: Fear of love
Phobophobia : Fear of phobias
Podophobia: Fear of feet
Porphyrophobia: Fear of the color purple
Pteridophobia: Fear of ferns
Pteromerhanophobia: Fear of flying
Pyrophobia: Fear of fire
Samhainophobia: Fear of Halloween
Scolionophobia: Fear of school
Scoptophobia : Fear of being stared at
Selenophobia: Fear of the moon
Sociophobia: Fear of social evaluation
Somniphobia:Fear of sleep
Tachophobia: Fear of speed
Technophobia: Fear of technology
Thalassophobia : Fear of the ocean
Trichophobia : Fear of hair
Tonitrophobia: Fear of thunder
Trypanophobia : Fear of needles/injections
Trypophobia : Fear of holes
Venustraphobia: Fear of beautiful women
Verminophobia: Fear of germs
Wiccaphobia: Fear of witches and witchcraft
Xenophobia: Fear of strangers or foreigners
Zoophobia:Fear of animals
Zuigerphobia : Fear of vacuum cleaners
They could hear students laughing, joking about the fears listed on the sheet of paper.
"Seriously? A fear of beautiful women? What the hell is wrong with someone that fears a beautiful woman?" said one young man.
"Fear of vacuum cleaners. That must be my mother's problem," said a girl.
"Merinthophobia. Isn't that what that girl was afraid of," said a young man. "The one that was killed. Tracy. Wasn't she afraid of being tied up or something?"
The professor stared at the young man, then slowly looked up at the three visitors in the back of the room.
"I believe she did say that was one of her fears," he said quietly. He cleared his throat and continued.
"The fears are real to the individual and can be debilitating, even paralyzing. People often find themselves in the middle of what they fear the most and cannot move, cannot think, or find a way out of their situation. It is not a thing to make light of."
"How do you overcome the fears?" asked a girl.
"For some people, medications can help. Others need therapy to find the root cause of the fear. It could have been an incident as a child or perhaps an accident that caused it. I've met individuals who have their fear due to a movie they watched or a piece of music they heard.
"What I want all of you to do is be honest with yourselves and your classmates. Is there something on this list that you can identify with?"
The lecture hall was quiet. Ghost noticed that Trak was watching everyone, taking in their faces, their mannerisms, anything that he could use later to identify someone.
"You're going to force me to call on someone," chuckled the professor. Still no volunteers. "Alright, Beatrice. Do you have a fear that you identify with on this list?"
"I. I, uh."
"Sounds like fear of speaking," said a young man.
"Mr. Potsdem! Enough. Go ahead, Beatrice."
"Scoptophobia. Fear of being stared at."
Ghost, Victoria, and Trak stood outside the lecture hall and watched as the students left. When the young woman, Beatrice walked by, Victoria touched her hand.
"Hey, that was very brave of you," she smiled. "I don't like it when people stare at me either."
"But you're beautiful. That's why they stare at you," she said.
"You're beautiful, too," said Victoria with sincerity. She only shook her head.
"They were right about that girl, Tracy. We talked about fears last week, and she spoke up about her fears. The guys all thought it was funny."
"Which guys?" asked Ghost. The girl looked up at him, clutching her book bag to her chest.
"The same ones that laughed at me."