Roaming spirits

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  The sun is setting and there is a child with a black Nike hat holding onto a womans hand. She is on a medical bed in a hospital room. She smiles at the kid with her palms becoming colder and her heart monitor beeping louder. She looks at the kids eyes and she says in a week and timid voice.
???:promise me...you will always be yourself..Aspen

Her heartbeat kept getting faster faster until it sounded like ringing alarm clock. Then suddenly the same kid was on laying down on a 1 person bed. He was under the sheets without a shirt, the kid was now a 24 year old college student, He had his alarm clock on his Matte black nightstand. Then he proceeded to throw the alarm clock across the room and breaks it.
Aspen:Damn annoying piece of crap..ughh I hate college..why'd I come here in the first place.

He then sat up on his bed and he stretched his arms up wide and he grunted, he then stared at his wall for a good minute.
Aspen:I hate having that dream..

Aspen has a tone body type, his skin is a warm peachy tone, his hair is wavy and black. He is 5,8

He then opened up his cabinet, which had a plastic bag with weed in it, his brown wallet and his phone. Naturally he goes for his phone and he goes on Google to see if he can order a new alarm clock. He often gets annoyed when it comes to alarm clocks. Then when he opens the Google app he sees a article about 160 missing people and 2 found dead, this peaked his interest and he decided to check it out.

The article says" over the course of 2 months 162 have been reported missing, though throughout those 2 months only 2 of those missing people have been found but sadly the police were too late. Investigators say that everything will be okay and everything will be settled, this may be the biggest number of missing people in NY in 2 months but they will get to the bottom of it"

Aspen:huh, well this story is definitely going on a Netflix documentary.
Aspen then receives a message, the message was sent by Aspens girlfriend Ashely. The message says"hey Aspen do you want to go out tonight at Oliver farm dinners on me" with a heart emoji.
Aspen:Oliver farm? I haven't gone there in a while with her but sure, besides with her actually saying my real name she must be upset.

Aspen then responds to her text"Yeah I'd like to go, but when would should I pick you up?"
She responds quickly with"8:30"

Aspen: okay 8:30 it is. I should get ready though class should start in a few minutes so I'll be a bit late but it's whatever.
Aspen goes into his Black drawer and he puts a plain white long sleeve shirt on, then proceeds to put on a black short sleeved shirt. Then he puts on black sweatpants, with plain white shoes. He then he drags his feet to the mirror in his small bathroom. He splashed his face with water and he gets his hair wet in the process making his wet hair touching his shoulder. So he grabs the small towel that was just laying down on the counter and he drys his hair as much as he can, then he grabs a hairtie and he ties the back of his hair up showing the shaved part of the sides of his head. He then goes to front door and he has a hat rack next to the door. He puts on his favorite hat he always wears the other hats are just for show.

Finally as he gets out of his dorm room he goes into the hallway with a bunch of people walking around. He reaches into his pockets and as he knew his Headphones were in there he puts it on cancelling out everyone made and he starts walking through everyone. Everyone around him were either walking or standing still while talking to someone, everyone wore vibrant colors and different styles of clothing . Two guys waved over at Aspen greeting him, Aspen noticed them but ignored them. Once he got outside in campus he felt weird, as if someone was watching him. He looked around but saw no one. He thought nothing of it and proceeded to go to class.

A few hours have passed and he decides to go out of campus when his classes were finished, it was 6:40 pm and it was already dark. Daylight savings. Aspen walked over to Starbucks, and as he entered he waited in the small line. Though while he was getting a drink he had heard a familiar voice.

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