A Phantom of a Truth

Chapter Six

The trio looked around eyes wide and disbelieving in their pajamas as they began to process what they saw in front of them.

Sam was in a ankle length long sleeved black nightgown, Danny was in his usual NASA pajamas, and Tucker had a white t-shirt with basketball shorts and a blue fuzzy housecoat.       

"Dude, even for us, this is creepy. And for us? That's really saying something." Tucker said as his eyes widen and chapfallen. Danny looked at Sam, hopeful that she would say something that might help find a way to fix the problem, or, just say anything. Sam, however, could not find the words.

Danny's room was covered in random writing. The walls, the floor, the ceiling. Everything was almost completely covered in green, glowing ectoplasm, written symbols.

It didn't even look like writing, really. It was random and messy, something more close to a preschooler trying to learn and making up something entirely on their own instead. Much less a language.

Honestly, all three of them didn't even know what this was. Let alone if this was a language or not.  

Sam finally snapped out of her dazed shock and her wide eyes landed on Danny "When- how did this happen?!"

Danny put his right hand through his hair nervously "I don't know. I just woke up, because something was dripping on my nose. Saw... this, and called you guys. I am just as lost as you guys are right now!" 

Tucker took a closer look and one of the walls, adjusting his glasses as he tried to see if he could decipher the code, or, at lest see if it was a code or language, or anything. "Yo, Danny, know any ghost's that would sneak in here and do this? And hopefully, why?"

Danny looked at his hands and stayed silent for a while then looked up at Sam and Tucker "I think... I think I did it... "

Sam squinted her eyes in confusion and tilted her head at him "And why do you think that?!"

Danny looked at his hands again, just as confused "when I woke up, they were covered in the stuff." 

Tucker put his hands to his face and shook his head "Oh sweet fudge, we have to deal with this on a Saturday too!"

Sam glared a Tucker and gave him a good smack at the back of his head.

"OW!"

"At lest on a Saturday we don't have to worry about school, or Danny's parents!" Sam said as she crossed her arms looking very crossed.

Tucker looked at Sam oddly  "Sam, we always have to worry about Danny's parents. What makes Saturday any different?"

Sam crossed her arms in a annoyed fashion "because if you were paying attention. You would of remembered that on Saturdays, Danny's parents now go on ghost convictions." Then she turned to Danny "Alright Danny, time to turn off that stupid hero complex of yours and tell us what the hell is going on."

Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously and in a almost guilty manner "well I-"

As the door creaked open the trio quickly turned their heads to the source of the noise and let out a sigh of relief when they saw that is was only Jazz, fully dressed in her normal cloths and ready for the day. "Ok guys, I made pancakes for breakfast and- WHAT IN HADES NAME HAPPENED HERE?!"

Sam rolled her eyes "Jazz, you can say hell, were not kids anymore."

Tucker shrugged "Yea, plus, its safe to say we all heard worse in the grade school cafeteria."