-~Among Us: Two Traitors~-

Chapter 6 | The Visit

-~Angel's POV~-

Rosie was still mourning over my death on her bunk bed. I tried as hard as I could to comfort her, let her know I was still there even after I died. Ok now that I think about it, that kinda sounds creepy. I tried telling her who the imposters were. Nothing worked and that was that. I tried to write her a message but the words kept on messing itself up. I tried to write the one imposter's name I know:

KOHKOI. 

I tried again.

IGSODS

I frantically scribbled more words, not necessarily the imposter's name.

CHICKEN NUGGETS. HELLO. GONDOLA

(A/N I have no clue what a gondola is)

They came out as:

JIFNAK ASKJFS. WEFJI. FEFGYUWER

The words kept scrambling the letters, sometimes even adding or getting rid of them.

"WHY DOES THIS WORLD KEEP DELETEING MY MESSAGE?!" I yelled in frustration at the ceiling. I threw the pencil across the room and crushed my piece of paper.

Rosie turned in her sleep. I sighed in defeat and drifted over to my bottom bunk. There are some aspects of being a ghost I knew would happen, like the fact that I can float and walk through walls. There are other bits that just doesn't make sense, like how I can phase through solid objects and somehow pick them up as well. Oh and another thing that doesn't make sense: the fact that I have wings. 

Yes you heard that right, I have wings. Now I actually look like some kind of angel with my halo and transparent wings. Was this some kind of cruel joke?! 

I tossed and turned in my bed, unable to go to sleep. Do ghosts even need to sleep?

Finally, finding a comfortable position, I drifted off to sleep.

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There was darkness. I looked around. There was nothing there other than me and the dark void around me. The scene shifted and I realised that I has in a stadium of sorts. There was a crowd of... cucumbers? I'm not even joking. A huge mob of cucumbers where cheering on someone in the stadium. I realised that someone was me. I looked across at my opponent. She was a zucchini. 

Mrs Zucchini grinned "Time to bash another opponent. I love dodgeball." She hefted a bowling ball and hurled the heavy metal boulder at me. I shielded my eyes, hoping that would be enough to deflect the ball. The impact never came. I opened my eyes and I was in some sort of... temple?

There was an old man with a pristine white beard and there was a black mastiff right next to him. "There's disturbances in the universes, Ralph." the man said to the dog. Why he would name that ferocious beast Ralph is beyond me. "I think there's an illegal meeting happening as we speak."

Ralph growled and looked straight at me. I had no doubt that he could see me. The man stood up, "They're here?"

Ralph nodded and pounced at me. The dream shifted.

I looked around. I was in an office of sorts. I was sitting on a sofa with three plump cushions. There was a bookshelf in the corner but I couldn't read the titles of the books, the words slipping out of grasp like when you try to read words in a dream. There was a plant in a vase in the corner. 

It was at this moment I realised there was someone in the desk in front of me. I tried to read the silver nameplate at the front. For some reason the words didn't scramble around and I was able to read it. The plate read: ProPokePizzaGirl, Writer of this Fanfiction, Apprentice Guardian of the Multiverse, Creator of Three Minor Universes.

I glanced up at 'ProPokePizzaGirl.'

She was furiously typing on a laptop. I sneaked a glance at the words she was writing. She was on a website called 'Wattpad.' It looked like she was writing code or something. The words were starting to scramble themselves again. 

"Solidity 100%..." frantic typing "Invisibility turned off... Forming legs" she muttered. She then presses what I assume is the enter key "Annnnnd... Done!"

I glanced down at my body. The misty haze that used to once be my legs formed into them again. I lifted my hands and gazed at them as they once again looked like their former opaque version.

ProPokePizzaGirl then opened the pizza box and started chewing on a slice. It was pepperoni with extra cheese. ProPokePizzaGirl looked at me "So... Um Angel I think it was?"

"Yeah" I replied, wondering how she knew that.

"You can call me Pizza Girl by the way. And we need to... discuss some things about your universe" Pizza Girl glanced at my obvious confusion "Ok brief rundown: Your universe was kinda was created by me. I just thought maybe I should make a fanfiction book about Among Us and I, uh, accidentally created your universe."

"... So your telling me I wasn't supposed to exist?!"

"Err yes"

"But then why would you make me the first person to die?! I have a sister-"

I saw obvious regret in Pizza Girl's eyes.

"I didn't realise that your universe existed! Also you were killed first for a reason-"

My surroundings started to flash black.

Pizza Girl lunged at her laptop and after a few more keys being pressed, my vision returned to normal.

Pizza Girl glanced sheepishly at me "Sorry about that. You can't stay out of your universe for long though, even in your dreams. You nearly faded back to your world."

"Why can't you just come to our universe or just edit the story or something! Let everyone know who the imposters are! You are literally the creator!"

She shrugged helplessly "Sorry but... I can't directly change the fate of a universe. Also I don't think I have the right to reveal someone's darkest secret. A secret if revealed will end in their death."

I drooped in dismay.

"But" she said with a wink "I can help indirectly." I perked up. Pizza Girl started rummaging in a blue schoolbag near the wall and pulled out an envelope.

"Take this." she said handing the  "Oh and by the way, we aren't supposed to talk at all, so if someone asks, we never met."

The office and Pizza Girl started to blink black and this time, it completely faded away.

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I woke up clutching the envelope.