Just as quick as it had appeared, it was gone again, replaced with a long sigh as he sat back down.
Still, that quick moment had made their blood chill. That expression wasn't normal. Even ignoring it was on Ghost's face, the expression itself was so wrong, barely human.
"Thank you, sir."
".... n- no problem."
Ghost gave a sane, softer smile; which Toast quickly returned. The older man's arms were around his younger boss.
Ghost leaned into him, legs seeming almost weak and eyes slightly unfocused.
'What is going on?'
Colon sighed and left them to it, leading Spooker upstairs to discuss.
"What's going on?"
"You don't remember? Jimmy? The one the Acachallas were discussing? The name on the knife? The picture?"
"Colon, there's a lotta people named Jimmy..."
"The name under 'Jimmy' on the knife said 'Tommy Casket'! Casket!"
"Did it?"
"Yeah! Come look at it!"
He led him to their box of evidence.
But, there was no knife...
Knock knock!
They looked, seeing Ghost in the doorway, "got a case. Sounds pretty serious. Get your stuff."
As he left, Colon and Spooker looked at each other, sharing the other's feelings of fear...
-
Ghost had spent the rather short drive explaining the case and the paranormal principles as Toast drove, Spooker listened, and Colon watched.
'Nothing too weird.... is he really that killer...?'
He looked on his phone for reports of 'Jimmy Casket'. There was a few but nothing huge or particularly odd. Just the usual reports you'd get with any other killer.
Then, one caught his eye.
'Casket Catastrophe Continues!'
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A Third Of A Pie
Fanfic"You can't have half of a P.I.E. You've gotta have a whole P.I.E." -Johnny Ghost. Johnny Ghost, paranormal investigator extraordinaire. He'd dealt with all sorts of paranormal entities. He'd succeed 9/10. After all, he was Johnny Ghost! He could ha...
