Believe in Ghosts

I can't feel anything.

"James?" Niall shouts.

Nothing.

"James!" He shouts again.

Still nothing.

"James where are you?!" Niall mentally slaps himself, he knows where he is, he just walked through the fucking door.

Just walked trough the door.

He just walked trough a fucking door.

Or there is a big problem with the door, or.. he really is, a ghost?

If he's really a ghost, NIall is probably too.

But he can't be a ghost. Ghost's don't exist!

I can't be a ghost, I can't be a ghost, I can't be a ghost. He starts pacing around the room again.

Ghost's don't exist, this is just some sick joke.

Okay, how am I going to do this. He ponders for a minute, well probably even longer than that.

he can't just walk through the door, but then again, thats the exact thing James just did.

He slowly walks towards the door. With every step he takes, he gets more scared than he was before.

His left hand slowly makes his way to the door. Once the half of his hand was through it, he quickly pulls it back.

He can't feel it.

He can't feel the door.

He can't feel his hand on the door.

He can't pull, or push it open.

He can't do anything

It is a wonder he can walk. Now he thinks of it, he can't feel his feet touch the ground. He can't feel anything, he can't do anything. What is happening?

He looks at his left hand. It isn't the colour his body normally has. It is more blue/white. He turns his hand around, and sees the palm of it.

His right hand makes his way to his left, and he slowly traces it along his palms.

But he can't feel his hand.

HIs hand just went through his other hand, just like everything else he touches.

realisation hits him slowly,

if he can't even feel his own body,

He is a ghost.

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