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Ghost

"Eek!" Dream sputtered as he took a step back. Was this person a ghost?

"Oh, sorry for surprising you! I suppose you deserve a proper introduction. My name is Skeppy. What's yours?" The ghost politely asked.

"My name is Dream. What are you doing here?" Dream was in a quiet shock. Am I really seeing a ghost?

"Well this is technically my room too, as I bunked here before I met my demise and they never ended up getting another person to replace me because it was thought to be haunted" Skeppy rolled his eyes as if he couldn't believe what he was saying wasn't already obvious.

"Can't you just leave this place? Your suppose to be a ghost" Dream questioned. Skeppy didn't seem to like it here.

"First of all, that's quite rude. Second of all, no I can't leave this facility for some reason. For some reason my soul seems to be trapped here" Skeppy spoke.

"Oh. If I may ask, how'd you die?" Dream hesitantly asked.

"I feel like it's better to show you" Skeppy.

"What? Wait! We're on lockdown right now" Dream ran after Skeppy, only being stopped by the barred door at the end of the cell. He watched Skeppy float through it without any care.

"Whoops I forgot, ugh. I'll show you after lockdown ends" Skeppy walked back into the cell and sat on his bed.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen anyway?" Dream asked, sitting on the bed opposite to Skeppy.

"You're the only one who can see me" Skeppy said.

"Why?" Dream questioned.

"Because I can choose who can see me and who can't. So currently it looks like your talking to thin air" Skeppy chuckled.

"Well that's awkward" Dream sighed.

Ding

"Lockdown is over, It's time for gym" The speaker rang out.

"Come on Dream! I can show you now" Skeppy rushed out of the cell.

Dream followed behind as Skeppy lead him to the gym. It was a very big and wide room. The floor was made of grass and there was benches littered at the edges of the room where people sat upon.

Skeppy ran forward towards the corner of the gym.

"Where are you taking me?" Dream whispering, not trying to let anyone hear him.

Skeppy didn't respond and soon him and Dream reached the spot.

"Skeppy!" Dream said, immediately forgetting about the fear of other people hearing him.

"You really should learn patience" Skeppy spoke as he was busy looking around.

"I need you to move these rocks out of the way" Skeppy gestured towards the rocks that seemed to block a hidden entrance. The entrance itself didn't look suspicious and seemed to be like a normal part of the wall.

Dream quickly glanced behind himself just to make sure nobody was watching. He then started to quickly fling the rocks out of the way until he could just barely fit through.

Dream emerged on the other side, making sure that at the same time he was blocking the entrance behind him to cover up his tracks.

Dream examined the area that Skeppy had led him to. It was slightly muddy and the walls looked cracked and old. At the opposite side of the room was a locked door. But the most interesting part of the room was the multiple tombstones that were littered across it.

No tombstone had a name or even a single word inscribed into it. Dream looked over at Skeppy. Skeppy gestured for Dream to come to the grave they were standing in front of. Dream rushed over to him.

"This is where I was buried" Skeppy spoke, all of his previous happiness was drained from his voice. He pointed at the grave directly in front of them.

Dream shivered. He didn't know what to say. He was torn on whether to stay silent or ask Skeppy a question that had been nagging him. He decided on the latter.

"Hey Skeppy, can I ask you a question?" Dream spoke.

"Sure" Skeppy replied.

"So,, how did you die?" Dream asked. The question itself was a simple one but it seemed important and he couldn't shake it off his mind.

"I drowned" Skeppy looked over at Dream. Dream immediately knew there was something more to it than him just drowning.