It just happened. Quickly. Suddenly. But, how? Those words echoed in Chris Trott's mind. How did his best friend just die? With no explainable cause?
Everything made it so hard to cope. Nothing seemed as fun and perfect as before. Everyone was depressed and silent. What made it worse on Trott is the fact Alex Smith was gone. Never to be seen again. Or so he thought.
Lost in his thoughts, Trott jumped suddenly at hearing the door to the Hat office slam shut. Thinking somebody came to the office, he went to the door and opened it and looked out in the corridor, "Ross?"
No response.
"Lewis?" Trott took a step out, feeling uneasy about this. All the lights in the office were off. Taking his phone out and turning its flashlight on, he looked down both ways of the corridor. Seeing nothing, he went to the light switch and turned the lights on in the office, seeing nobody at all.
Who was that? Trott thought to himself.
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The Pursuit
FanficChris Trott is undergoing a search of the answer to how Alex Smith, a ghost of an unexplainable death, died. How many mysteries will be solved? Will he find the answer to Alex Smith's demise?
