Nebraska's POV
I walked through the forest to go pay a visit to Montana who had died some days ago, others had still been grieving about it. I had flowers in hand as I walked through the dense path, the flowers I had in hand were a bunch of the dead state's favorite flowers including Montana's. I had them because it was a sign of respect for the dead, I kept walking through the path and soon I was there. I saw the grave and went up to it and placed the flowers in front of Montana's gravestone and I sat there in silence for a little. Soon, I began speaking, "hey Monty..." I mumbled trying to find the words to say and I sighed and felt a cold hand on my shoulder so I turned to look but nobody was there.
I heard a faint 'hey' it sounded static like and not too clear but I heard the ghost speak to me. "Monty?!" I yelled, "shh, you're loud but, I've come to tell you that your time is almost up, so enjoy it while you can I'll meet you on the other side." The static voice said faintly before fading into silence. I question it, was this ghost I assumed who was Montana correct that my time here in the world was almost up, and how am I going to die? I starred at the ground and soon looked back up only to hear the crunches of leaves behind me and I accepted that my fate was here and didn't even bother to look behind me to see who this person was.
The person was right behind me and pushed me to the ground, he got on me and pushed me head further into the ground. " I'll be nice for you kid, I'll burry you next to your friend." The voice said blankly, "that'd be nice." I said calmly and the man on me chuckled and got up while I laid there still waiting to see what he'd do to me and soon I heard the slicing of air and my head came off with a quick whack. I was still conscious for a few seconds which caused a lot of confusion and after about 20 more seconds I was out.
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I woke up my head in Montana's lap and I sat up and looked at him, he had a soft look in his grey eyes. He pat my head and hugged me gently, I hugged him back, "California, Colorado, or Connecticut is going to come and find us sooner or later so don't get too comfortable on my lap." Montana said, "no promises Monty." I mumbled and rested my head on his shoulder and shut my eyes getting comfortable and he groaned in response of me doing this. I rested for a few minutes before Monty disturbed me from my rest because Connecticut was here to come pick us up and we both stood up.
Conny signaled for us to follow her and we did as told and started walking through the dense path. Soon we made it through the dense path and we saw California and Colorado, Colorado had Missouri following behind them and California had Mississippi and Kentucky following behind him. California seemed to be annoying Colorado on purpose and California ended up getting socked in the face while Colorado went on Missouri snickering at what happened and continued following Colorado.
"Mood." Connecticut said to Colorado, "I WILL punch you too!" Colorado yelled at Connecticut and Colorado ran off. "They had a bad day with the moose out there when trying to come pick me up." Missouri said, "WELL THAT FUCKING EXPLAINS!" California yelled and Missouri ran off to Colorado who was still running. Connecticut sighed and continued on the way she was going and Montana picked me up and I flinched a little and decided to just deal with it and rested my head on his shoulder and shut my eyes and I decided to rest for the rest of the way but ended up falling into sleep.
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50 deaths 50 mysteries
Fanfiction(WARNING: this book will have gore, blood, and strong language, so I suggest that if you are not comfortable with those topics, do not read and is also originally from WATTPAD) A mysterious day Alabama didn't listen to his father and went out anyway...