The next morning was a foggy one, cold and damp making Phil kinda groggy.
Dan floated in with a glass of tea in his hands smiling
"Good morning Phil, I made you a glass of tea" Dan said handing it to Phil graciously
"Thanks Dan" Phil said as he looked at the glass and smiled
Dan watched his friend put the glass to his nose, he had a thought
"This isn't right, what am I doing, Phil doesn't deserve to die for me, he deserves to live his life to the fullest"
Dan's eyes got wide
"No Phil, wait!" He exclaimed
But it was too late Phil had all ready downed the cup of tea
"What is it Dan?" He asked
Then all of a sudden he got a sharp pain in his chest and fell back, the glass falling from his hands and hitting the floor with a shatter.
"Phil, Phil!" Dan yelled but got no response
All of a sudden he got a tap on the shoulder, it was Phil... Phil's ghost actually
"Dan I kinda hate you right now, how could you kill me!" Phil yelled
Dan was heartbroken knowing he did wrong he began to cry
"I'm sorry I couldn't let you go, I wanted you to come with me and meet my mother" Dan said
Phil groaned
"I realized I've made a mistake, I wish I could take it back" Dan yelled
"Well you can't and now we've got to find out who killed you so we both can go to heaven" Phil sighed
Dan nodded
"Ok let's go"
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1901 | Dan and Phil fanfic
Fanfiction~Phil Lester, a kid fresh out of college inherits an old manor from his real estate agent. What people forgot to mention is that back in 1901 a wealthy man's only son died in his room. People suspect murder, but no one has really figured out the ma...
