ghost stories

(im bad at nameing things)

Mr. Lancer pov

It was another normale tuseday. No one was realy paying attention, and danile was sleeping on his desk.

I gave up trying to keep the boy awake for class a long time ago. Seeing as even if he sleeps through all my classes he gets good grades and turns in...most... of his homework.

I was talking about "the most dangerous game" when i noticed danny start to stir. He must be having another nightmare. This happens once every couple of weeks, not mutch to it. He'll just wake up with a yell soon.

Danny pov dream

I was surrounded by darkness. I couldnt see anything. Until the darkness started to take a shape. It started to look more and more like a classroom.

Once it appeard to be done it was clearly mr. Lancers classroom, but there were no students. I stand up unsure of whats happening, until i hear a lagh from behind me.

Lancer pov.

I was waiting for dannys yell when without warning he stood up, and took a defensive position. His eyes opend but he was not awake.

"I know you'er here dan." He spoke with un belivable venom.

He lowerd himself to the ground more almost looking like he was ready to take flight.

"What did you do with my friends, and the class, flamehead." He spoke.

"Danile please take your seat." I say clamly not realy knowing what to do in this situation.

Daniels eyes flash red, and i stumble back from his sudden change. He no longer is standing defesivley, but is looking around the class scanning the room for somthing, or someone.

"Ahhh. Lancer. Its been years since ive seen that bald head." He spoke. His voice unnaturaly low.

I unconciously backd away from the now floating boy.

"what's wrong daniel? ar-are you ok?" i tried to say as calmly as possible.

"no...Obviously im not." his smooth voice came.

"is Is there anything i can i can do for you?"  i stutter out.

"die?" he says casualy as he begins to make his way twords me.

Fuck.