The Ghosts That Live In the Attic

How It Feels To Die {Chapter 14}

Hello everyone!! First things first I want to say thank you for the support on this series! I absolutely loved creating it. As for the next comic, I'm going to wait a little longer for people to choose then I will start working on it. Anyway! I hope you enjoy the last chapter, and I'll see you in another story. Also! Ignore any mistakes I made I'm to tired to re-read the whole thing.

!CW! talk about death and afterlife.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Philza was devastated at the children's death. They didn't deserve to lose their life that young. He watched as the life fall from the boys' postures as they both went loose in each others grip. He had tears streaming down his face. He never liked the presence of death. But it always seemed around him.

The fire fighters had rushed into the house, to late as they were before. They rushed inside the rooms to find any possible survivors. And of course they had found the boys. The three people rushed in to take them outside, even after the first one had stated that they were for sure dead. They must have tried the stairs before because they had came through the window, which had been shattered thanks to the adults force and strength.

Philza followed them out.

They were still technically on their property, so they had no consequences yet. He looked around the crowd of people. They were taking someone into custody. He also didn't see Tommy's mother, but she wasn't supposed to be there for a few more days. He hated this.

"Phil. You can follow them."

Phil had known the voice all to well. It guided them through their lives as ghosts. Ensuring they wouldn't get in trouble with someone and would be sent back.

"You are permitted access along with your sons. The house is gone now. Wait for them to return."

Phil simply walked back in and called for his sons. They must have been told as well cause they came down the flaming stairs with the same look on their face. 

They were going to wait for them. No matter how long it takes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Techno had left along with his family to wait for Tommy and Tubbo to return. It had already been a while. The person they took into custody was no one of major importance. He didn't have a long trail though, as the evidence was stacked high against him. He even outwardly admitted to some of the things. The was later killed. 

Techno spent almost all his time by Tommy's corpse. He didn't really need to do anything else, sense he was a ghost. They simply waited. They followed as far as the burial, than stayed in the graveyard. 

He had met some other ghosts. They didn't talk much, but a few did strike conversation. He had remembered a ghost by the name of Stampy, which was an odd name to begin with, who had traveled to many places and told stories for children. He also looked like them, small orange cat ears and tail, with adventurous clothes and a satchel to match. He seemed to be a very happy guy. They had asked how he had died, and said it was an unfortunate meeting with the killer 'HitTheTarget.'

He had also met a ghost named Sky. He didn't talk as much as the Stampy character, but he did have fond memories of his friends and they silly pranks and jokes they made. He wore a crown of gold with an amulet to match. He looked like a knight who was fit to be king. He also talked about the stories he created in his time.

They waited for what felt like ages. But time was weird for a ghost, so they had suspected it had been at least 2 weeks. But the long wait was worth it, as a figure began forming near the gave of Tommy.