From Death To Robot (The Walten Files)

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Rosemary couldn't move, she only saw an empty restaurant with no one in it "hello?" Rosemary called out but nobody came. Rosemary was shocked to see no one in the restaurant. She couldn’t tell if it was closed or not but she called out again, but no one came. She was starting to get afraid and nervous, wondering why no one was answering her. As she sat there, a chill went down her spine. Something was in the restaurant with her... Suddenly, she saw a dark shadow approaching her from behind the counter. It was Jack’s ghost and he was coming towards her. She couldn’t move or run away, as she was still frozen from the fear and shock and she waited, wondering what he was going to do.

"Jack?" Rosemary said in shock "but Felix said you went missing!" "Yes. I did. But..." Jack's voice trailed off as he got closer to Rosemary. He had his hands out, as if he was trying to comfort her. "But, I am here now, and I am here to help you." She couldn't move she felt like every part of her body was bleeding "I can't move, why can't I move!" "Shhhh. It's okay," Jack said as he slowly approached her. "It's all right." He took her hand and held it gently. "You are dead. And that's okay. But you can move. You just have to learn how." Jack took the animatronic's hand and it faded through, Rosemary was stunned. Her hand had just faded through Jack's. "You...you're a ghost too?" She asked, her voice shaky. She was beginning to understand what he meant when he said that he was here to help her. "Yes, I am a ghost," Jack said. He reached his other hand out toward Rosemary and held her other hand. She could feel a chill in his touch. But she could also feel the warmth of it. He was trying to comfort her. "And I am here to guide you."

"Guide me?" Rosemary asked, unsure of what he meant. She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that they were both ghosts. And that she was dead. "Yes, guide you," Jack said. "Help you adjust to being dead and learn how to control your abilities. So you can move around" Rosemary's mind was still trying to process everything, but Jack's words began to sink in. She was dead. And Jack was a ghost, just like her. She listened as he explained that he was there to help her adjust to being dead and learn how to control her abilities. "Abilities?" she asked, perplexed.

"Yes," Jack said, "abilities. Ghosts can do things that living people can't." He released her hands and began to pace around the room, his outline flickering slightly as he moved. "We can pass through objects, we can communicate with each other without speaking, and we can manipulate energy." Rosemary watched as Jack paced, her mind still racing. "Manipulate energy?" she repeated. "What do you mean?" "We can interact with the energy of the world around us," Jack explained. "We can move objects, manipulate electricity, and even communicate with living people through dreams and visions."

Rosemary was speechless. The idea of being able to interact with the living world in such a way was both thrilling and terrifying to her. "And I can learn how to do all this?" she asked. "Yes," Jack said. "It will take time and practice, but with my guidance, you will learn how to control your abilities and move around freely." Rosemary sat there silently for a moment, trying to come to terms with everything that she had just learned. She was dead, she was a ghost, and she had abilities that she had never even imagined. And Jack...he was here to guide her through it all. Without warning, Rosemary burst into tears. She had been holding it in for so long, trying to keep herself together, but now that she had learned the truth, she couldn't hold it in any longer. She let out a sob and covered her face with her hands. As Jack saw Rosemary crying, he quickly moved closer to her and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. He waited there, silently, giving her time to gather herself.

Once her sobs had subsided, Jack gently took her hand again. "There is something else you need to learn," he said quietly. "Something that will make moving around a lot easier for you." He held her hand and moved behind her, standing behind her chair. He placed both of his hands on her shoulders, his touch cold and light. "Close your eyes," he said softly. Rosemary did as he said, closing her eyes tightly. She felt Jack's hands on her shoulders, the coldness of his touch making her shiver. "Now," Jack said, his voice is low and gentle, "I want you to focus on the energy around you. Can you feel it?" Rosemary concentrated, trying to sense the energy that Jack was talking about. At first, she couldn't feel anything, but then she felt a faint buzzing sensation, like a static electricity. "Yes," she said quietly.

"Good," Jack said, nodding. "Now, I want you to focus on the energy that is inside of you. Your own personal energy." As Rosemary focused on her own energy, she started to feel a strange sensation. It was like a tugging, a pulling feeling, coming from her chest. And then, she saw it. Sha's arm began to move, slowly at first, then more confidently, as if it was responding to her thoughts.

"Whoa," Rosemary said, her eyes wide. "Now try walking" Jack said, Rosemary tried walking but fell off the stage and Jack faded through her

Rosemary tried to take a step, but without warning, she lost her balance and fell off the stage. She braced herself for a hard landing, but Jack, being a ghost, faded right through her.  As they both laughed, the tension in the air seemed to lift slightly. Rosemary lifted herself up from the ground and dusted herself off, laughing as she did. "I guess...I have a lot to learn," she said, still chuckling. "Don't worry," Jack said, his ghostly form flickering slightly as he spoke. "You'll get the hang of it. It just takes time and practice. And I'll be here to help you every step of the way."

Jack smiled at Rosemary's glare. "What? Too soon?" he said, his voice dripping with fake innocence. "Oh, ha ha," Rosemary said in mock annoyance, rolling her eyes. But she couldn't help but grin a little at his attempt at humor.

Rosemary had finally mastered controlling Sha, and it had taken a lot of hard work, but she had done it. She could now pick up objects, move them around, and manipulate them through Sha's mechanical hand.

But as she practiced, sometimes she wasn't quite as graceful as she would like, and accidents happened. Like now, as she attempted to pick up a cup with Sha's hand and accidentally crushed it into a mangled heap. She kicked the cup under the stove and pretended that nothing happened. Despite her initial failures and mishaps, Rosemary eventually mastered her abilities and learned how to move around freely. With Jack's guidance, she was able to control Sha and manipulate the energy around her, which made moving around much easier.

Over time, she got better at controlling her powers and moving around without making a mess. And slowly, little by little, she began to adjust to being dead and accepted her new reality. There were still difficult moments and times when she mourned being alive, but with Jack's constant support and guidance, she was able to move on and find acceptance in her supernatural existence.

As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, Rosemary and Jack continued to grow closer. They shared stories about their lives when they were both living, telling funny anecdotes and sad memories, and laughing and crying together. "It feels like we're getting married for the first time again"

Rosemary chuckled and nodded. "I know what you mean. Everything feels so...new again. I mean, I never thought I'd be able to control my own afterlife, but here we are."

Jack smiled. "And I'm glad I can be here with you. To help you through all of this."

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