You know how at the end of Freakshow's gem scavenger hunt, we were like, we're not going anywhere the rest of the summer? Well, turns out we were all wrong. Turns out, when we think we're done, they pull us back in. We thought we were gonna have a fun, no work, no school, no authorities, or going ghost summer vaca, but once again we were wrong.
I mean we were already wrong the first time. What with Freakshow wanting me to be on his side again, just so that he wouldn't me and my friends. And I would've been all for that, if people hadn't gotten hurt, but Danny was sure to not let that happen to me, even if I would've been able to go back as being Poison again.
When our parents told us the night before that Danny and I and our friends would be going to summer camp this summer, that was not what we had planned. Not exactly what we wanted to spend our time doing, but at least we wouldn't be fighting ghosts.
Who am I kidding?! Every time we say we don't want to fight ghosts that weekend we always have a ghost to fight. But during the night, late at night while we were asleep.... Every once in a while, when I hadn't been able to sneak away and go into the ghost zone and the longer I was away from Wulf, I'd speak in our native tongue.
I can speak it fluently and as when seen before even in my sleep. Wulf! Wulf! I cried. I'd talk in my sleep, and I'd toss and turn, and back again, clutching and unclutching my fists gripping the sheets until they were the same color as my the rest of my pale ghost like skin. I'd cry and scream out.
Danny got himself a dictionary that was able to translate mine and Wulf's language. He'd swiped back my hair and tried to calm me down, and because I speak the language so much at least in my sleep, there were some phrases he'd picked up on when I did, that he knew by heart, we could even have short inside convos in that language, and since were the only ones that knew it now, it drove our friends crazy.
Then when it was morning, and Danny had gotten up for the day, he'd tried to calmly wake me up too. He pet my hair, and wiped my tears away. Wake up Farrah, it's ok, its ok. Wake up. I tossed and turned and grunted in pain. He sat me up and threw his arms around me. Wulf I cried into him. Sh, its ok, Wulf is just fine. He promised me. When I woke up, I felt a lot better, and I zapped on some clothes and got ready for the day, too bad it was summer camp.
