Chapter 9

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Lydia's P.O.V:

" I am...alone" nope, doesn't sound depressing enough. I grabbed the piece of paper grumbling it in my hands and threw it on the floor and start over again.

"I am...utterly...alone...by the time...you read this...I will...be gone...having jumped--"

'No sounds stupid..' I thought to myself and scribbled out my mistake of my death letter.

"Having plummeted...off...the Winter River Bridge."

-To Adam and Darla P.O.V:-

"So I don't care what it takes. You get the Deetzes out of there now." Juno said staring at the both of them. Adam and Barbara stand as they were about to leave but Juno stopped them from leaving.

"Whoa, wait a minute!" she said as the two sat back down in their seats. "What are you going to do?" she asked. The two couple stayed quiet and confused of the question not knowing how to answer it. "To Scare them! I want to make sure it's not some silly parlor trick?" she said taking another puff of her cigarette.

Adam looked at his wife and nodded in reinsurance. "I'll go first, honey" he said

(I'm lazy to describe their transformation so ya know what I mean and what happens, here have a gif lolz)

Juno nodded as she was impressed by his sudden appearance. "Not bad. Not bad. Now you" She points for Barbara as its her turn to show off her appearance.

(Gif Here)

"Okay, you look great. Now, go clean house and don't forget the photographers and the damned handbook" Juno instructed the two. Adam and Barbara nodded and left the room.

-Back to Lydia-

I walked up in the addict hoping Mr. and Mrs. Maitland were still up there. But instead they weren't. I dropped my suicide note on the table and looked around.

"Hello?" nothing... "Where are you?" nothing until I heard a different voice in the room.

"Dead" it said. I looked at the model Mr. Maitland build and there was a tiny man sitting in a lounge chair in a...whore house? "dead. dead. deadski."

"Of course they're dead. They're ghosts"

"No, I mean they're gone. Split. Out of here. Afterlife kids...Deceased"

"Are you a ghost too?"

"I'm the ghost with the most, babe." he said as he sat up and looked at me. "You know, you look like somebody I can relate to... Maybe you could help me get out of here, you know, because...I gotta tell you, this uh, death thing--" he cuts himself off by killing a roach and eats it. The most disgusting thing I have ever saw.

"It's just too creepy. Anyway here's my problem. I got these friends on the outside that I said I'd meet. You know, I have to be there in person, you know. So I was just wondering, could you help me get out of here?" he finished explaining.

I sighed and look down to the floor. Wondering whats it like in the after life. The land of the dead. Would I meet Mr. and Mrs. Maitland? But then what about Darla? After the fight I knew she would be friends with me again, If I die; would she miss me?

"I wanna get in." I mumbled. Apparently the dead ghost guy heard me and looked at me weird.

"Why? Well, you know...hey, You've probably got your reasons, but I can't do anything from over here. If you could get me out, over there, then maybe we could talk or something. But, you know, in order to do that you've gotta say my name three times."

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