I pull on everybody's arms to drag them out of the bar. "Come on, we gotta go back there!"
Bob simply phases through my grabby hands. He anxiously circles Ray and I as we get closer to the door, trying to convince us to stay. "No, no, really, those Fallen Angels don't have anything to do with the damned! We need to keep looking in here."
"Well Patrick told me otherwise." I huff tiredly as we finally reach the door.
Bob scrunches up his nose. "Freakin' Patrick." He murmurs.
I place my hands on my hips, "I thought you said you knew where Mikey was? You said here, and he's not. So I'm going to the next place."
Bob stammers, "Well - well I had two guesses!" He says hastily. "Either here, or . . . or . . ." He trails off.
This ghost is getting more and more unreliable. Why is he even here? Frank said he was legitimate, and now it seems like he's lying just to have a reason to stick around.
Why would he do that? I thought we were the 'infamous weirdos' or something.
I shift to one foot and look to Ray. He lifts a shoulder to gently add, "Y'know, Bob, you're starting to sound less and less like you know what you're doing."
"I do know, I swear." He says.
I sigh and swing open the door and exit the bar. Bob panics and drifts after us, "Wait, don't leave me behind!"
~ ~ ~
Frank floats over us as we walk, sticking flowers into my hair behind my back. He shoots occasional snickers to Ray.
"Best. Levitation. Spell. Ever." He mouths.
Ray snorts and I look over, "What?"
"Nothin." Ray rests a smile. "What were you saying earlier?"
"Oh, that's right!" I start, "Apparently the longer ghosts are here, the more they forget about their past lives. I dunno how long it takes for them to be completely clueless but . . ." Reality of the situation sits in. My shoulders slump."I dunno, I just want to get there as fast as possible. I have no idea if Mikey even knows his name anymore."
Frank pauses in the middle of sticking a daisy behind my ear. He turns the corners of his mouth down at the news. "Well shit."
"Yeah." I sigh. "That's why I was so quick to get out of that ghost bar. Sorry."
"It's fine, we're all on the same page now." Ray reassures. "Now we know to check everywhere, even with those angels."
Bob clears his throat, "So what if you don't find him at the Fallen Angels'?"
"I'll ask them where he is myself." I cross my arms. "I don't care if I have to exhaust Auctor Vitae for it."
Bob pales another shade, "We don't have to talk to those."
Ray raises a brow at the ghost. "What's with you and avoiding these Fallen Angels? They're a little dangerous, but - -"
"I just don't like them!" He interrupts.
Frank rests an arm on top of my head and looks Bob over skeptically. "I dunno bout you anymore. What's up with you lately?"
"Let's just . . . avoid the Fallen Angels. Trust me on this one, they don't like humans like you." Bob says. "If we have to go in there, let's just be discreet."
~ ~ ~
We finally arrive at the front door. I peek inside again to see all of the neutral chaos. The angels, the dead, the undead . . . basically Death in a nutshell is in there.
Everything is going to want to suck the blood out of me in there. They're so desperate to be alive, it's no doubt that those monsters will want to tear me to pieces to use for their own good. I'm undeniably a walking target the second I step through the door.
I feel a shiver of anticipation go through me. It's kind of exciting. I go to open the front door when Frank stops me.
"Ah, ah." He steps beside me and gets on his tiptoes to ruffle my hair. I scrunch my eyes closed and open them again to watch petals fly out of my hair.
"When did those get there?"
"Beats me," He grins, "But it's hard to be discreet and look like a garden."
Ray snorts. "But flower power."
I roll my eyes with a smirk, "Alright. Let's get in there and find him."
We push the door open and walk into the deathly chaos.
~ ~ ~
I apologise in advance for the rushed, short chapter. It's not a proper excuse, but . . . I got sucked into the new show Stranger Things. It's too great. Too great.
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Death Wish
FanfictionIn 2013, my brother and I went for a drive. He always called shotgun, so when the headlights of another car came screaming towards us, statistics showed he could have easily survived the unfortunate crash that followed. But he didn't. I did. You can...