"Luka. I know it's you. Quit the act."
Till loudly uttered, wiping the foggy mirror in front of him. He knew that Luka used to mock Mizi using an act of manipulation last round, and he won't allow that type of act again. "Come out." Till gritted his teeth and opened the door, but found nothing.
"Don't... joke." He took his camera, and turned on the flash nervously. Walking down the shallow hallways, Till could hear his heartbeat growing faster and faster every step he took. The lights in the hallway were closed except for the one in the end.
"Shit! Why is that thing open? The staff should've closed that before cut-off."
He ran towards it, only to see himself getting nervous and scared again. The footsteps were growing fast. "Don't scare me, oh God." In a panic, Till squealed, and his legs got weak, resulting for him to crawl slowly. Soon, the other lights opened, flickering without reasons. He got genuinely scared.
"Please! Come out! Where did I go wrong? Who are you! Please, come out..." A faint light appeared on his back, but Till didn't notice it. His heart's beating fast, to the point his hears began to flow out uncontrollably.
"Please.. I don't like this anymore.. Please, whoever you are, come out." No one responded, silence was present in the hallways. "Am I overreacting?" Till stood up slowly, checking and looking around twice before walking back again. "This hallway's haunted for sure. I'm getting goosebumps." His sweat dripped, his breath hitched. Legs shaking, Till tried to walk, but faints because of an unfamiliar object hitted him.
"Ah!" He yelped, falling unto the ground. Just before he closes his eyes, a faint hand was touching his injured head.
"Till, Till! Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
"Fuck, toying me again.." Till murmured, before losing his consciousness.
"There's no fuckin' way that someone's looking over me. I mean, there is a small possibility that-"
As soon as he opened his eye again, Till found himself in ANAKT hospital. Feeling dizzy and sleepy, he finds this little beam of white figure that he couldn't touch even he wanted to.
"Who- no. What are you?!" He freaked out, almost injuring himself by pulling his intravenous fluid away. Panicking, Till screamed and cried.
"What the hell? Do you want me dead? Are you crazy? Help me, help me-"
"Hush."
The boy pressed his transparent fingers on Till's lips. "No. If I do, the greater ANAKT won't accept me up there."
"You didn't answer my question."
Till furrowed his brows, trying to hold this mysterious being in front of him. It didn't work.
"No. I'm not crazy, Till." He softly rubbed Till's lips, and pulls away.
"I'm Ivan."
"You've gotta be kidding me." Till protested, and tried to touch the spirit again. "He's dead, he shouldn't be here on earth or whatsoever. He should be in Greater Anakt by now."
"You really don't believe me." Ivan sighed, as he take off his top carefully, whilst being cautious. "Y-yah! Don't-"
Till blushed furiously, pulling the ghost away. Closing his eyes was his only option. "If I didn't do it then, how would I convince you that I'm really Ivan?" He had no other options but to look. Cheeks flushed red, he finally witnessed Ivan's nakedness. The back has multiple bullet scars, and stained blood. Till noticed the bloodstain on Ivan's lips.
"So, you're really are Ivan." He cleared his throat. "Put your spooky clothes on, I hate naked men." Ivan gained a chuckle, and smiled docilelly.
"Also, why the fuck you opened and closed the lights continuously in the hallway? My electricity bill's getting higher, thanks to you." He scolded, trying to hit the ghost's head but he can't, Ivan's invincible.
"Shit."
"W-well, I'm sorry for that, haha." He scratched his head, giggling. Till let out a hum and walked towards the kitchen to get some snacks. "That looks delicious..." Ivan whispered to himself. "He surely wants one of these.."
He placed some ice cream sandwich on the kitchen counter, and a chocolate marshmallow snack. "Can I help you with a drink.." Ivan asked again, trying to touch Till's sleeve.
"Idiot, you can't even hold my sleeve, how could you carry a jar."
"Awh, sorry."
