Spirits Hidden

Chapter 1-Day of the Dead

///Eric///

"Gracias Eric" Marie, a mother of 4 children, a window to her late husband Jose, thanked me. November 2nd last few hours left on the Day of the Dead. In the past year I've been visiting Mexico and helping the people in little ways that I can. Marie thanked me for helping her bring some stuff to her husband's grave. I nodded and went to other's with their dead loved one's grave.

After about an hour I decided to go back and grab my things at the gate. Day of the Dead is my last day here in Mexico. I was going to take a plane trip home. As I was walking to the gate I couldn't help but feel as something or someone was watching me. I stopped and turned around to see a guy squatting down on top of a tombstone. He wore black boots that went above his knees, dark blue shorts that were high waisted, black hoodie but the sleeves were fish nets, a choker connected by chains, a few ear rings, and dark purple hair. I'd have to admit he's good looking but he's just staring at me wide eyed.

"Um.. I would get of that tombstone if I were you." I warned him realizing who's grave we were at. A man we don't know his real name or birth year. We all called him Compa. He was a dear friend to all of us. After warning the guy he stayed put like a statue. I was getting more weirded out so I decided to leave.

///Kyran///

It's the last night of Day of the Dead! I can finally have a break from the souls. My name is Kyran Huff by the way. My job is to collect souls, but I let spirits cross over if there's people who visit their grave. If there's no one and they try to cross or they're not good souls, I take them away. I'm technically 437 years old but my body functions as if I were 21 so that's what I go with. Out of all Halloweens and Day of the Deads I've lived through this one changed everything.

"I'm so sorry Kyran, I forgot they're gone. " A old spirit begged. I hate when these souls break the rule, it makes it harder.

"Look Luis, please don't make this hard it's already sad enough. " The man looked down whispering to himself and looked back up at me, I could see the pain is his eyes.

"Alright then, I'm ready to go. " Luis closed his eyes as I raised my sythe. I closed my eyes as well as I brought my scythe down to him. I opened my eyes to see the flowers set on Luis' grave fly into the night sky. I'd be lying if it didn't make me sad. I looked back in front of me to see a familiar face walking up to me.

"Hey Kyran, wanna join me to my grave? " He asked. His name was Jose, his wife and 4 kids visited every month. I think it'll be a long time til I have to take him.

"Sure, I can't wait to see how your kids have grown. " I responded. I followed Jose to his grave to see someone new. This... guy is... wait a minute, I'm not finishing that!

"Gracias Eric. " Marie thanked him. He nodded and walked away talking to others mourning their loved ones. I followed him hiding for some reason, it's not like he can see me.
I hopped on a tombstone as he was heading to the gate, until he stopped. He looked right at me.

"Um.. I would get of that tombstone if I were you." I froze in place. HOW DOES HE SEE ME!!! What do I do, what do I say!? It took a minute of my silent panicking for something to happen. Eric turned and walked out of the gate of the graveyard.

///Eric///

I reach the gate where my bags are and call a taxi. Once the taxi arrives, I look back but the guy on Compa's tombstone was gone. I grab my bags and placed them inside the taxi.
"¿A donde? " The man driving asked as I sat down.

"Aperopuerto más cercano por favor." I answered. I closed the door and looked out at the buildings as he started driving. I don't know why but I had a feeling to check the rear view mirror.. HOLY MOTHE- The guy from the grave yard was on the trunk of the taxi.

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!!! " I yelled. Who is this guy, why is he following me!?The driver stepped on the breaks and pulled over.

"¿Por que esta gritando!? "He turned around and asked me. I opened the door and jumped out to face the guy on the car.

"What are you doing? Why are you following me? "I asked. It took him a second or two to say something.

"How can you see me? " He asked. I stared in confusion. The driver stepped out and looked at the guy but only held a confused look.

"¿Con quién estás hablando? No hay nada ahí. " I looked from the driver back to the guy in front of me. Other people can't see him, am I going insane? No I'm not this guy even asked.

"Who are you? " I asked nervous.

"Kyran Huff. " He put on a smile and stuck out his hand and I took it still nervous.

"I'm Eric Walton. "

"I already know your name. " How does he know my name!?

"H-how do you know my name? " I asked.

"Oh, when Marie thanked you. " I calmed down and got a little excited he knew Marie. Maybe he's dead and knew her before he died, but how can I see him?

"¿Volverás o no? No estoy conduciendo a un psicópata. " The driver asked me. Kyran looked at me with confusion.

"What did he say? " He asked. How does he not know if he knows Marie?

"He asked if I was getting back in, " I started. "How do you not know Spanish? "

"Uh I never cared to learn it. " He answered. "And you can tell him you're coming with me, I can get you home. "

"Are you sure, I have to take a plane home. " I asked.

"Where ever you live, I can take you. " He confirmed.

"Me quedaré, puedes continuar tu noche. " I responded to the driver. He nodded and got back in the taxi. I grabbed my bags and shut the door. Kyran was standing on the side walk as the taxi left.
"So, how do you know Marie? " I asked.

                                                      
Damn that was hard to type, but what do you guys think so far. This will probably the most frequently updated. Oh before I forget and on behalf of Aaron, HAPPY SPOOKY SEASON!!!

Anyways Rea out!