My name Russell Noir, I'm three months dead, whether that means I'm three month old or 16 years I don't know. All I know is how I died and why I'm still alive, let's start with how I died....
It was walking home from prom, alone as usual, I had a date but after the prom we went our separate ways, she's going to college I'm going to die, it was raining and dark, I had my black hood up and my fringe combed to a slant. Ironically as I walked down the depressed street I was listening to angel of death by slayer, my funeral song.
My phone suddenly bleeped at me, a text from my date, I opened it, it was off my aunt 'you can't come home tonight I have special guests visiting x' I guessed that meant she had another date. I turned round to go to my friends but as I turned I suddenly became face to face with the barrel of a gun, long silver.
I grabbed the gun and punched the gunman in the face and ran. Big mistake.
I kept ahold of the gun as I ran but of course the man had two, I felt a bullet rip through my lung, I couldn't scream. I fell to the cobble floor in a pool of blood. My ears ringing a stared at the great sky as my vision blurred to nothingness.
I don't know how long I was out but I heard the sound of sirens and doctors gassing me with some sort of mask...
And then all I could see was a white light and a hand reached out to me, instinctively I took it I was pulled up the woman who had helped me up was wearing a white mask "your are dead." Not surprised I looked around nothing was here "but I'm sending you back... As a spirit," I was still looking around "why..." I asked.
"Because this killer has gone to far, you need to kill him then I will bring back to life as a human.." She looked at me with here empty eyes "do you accept?"
"Yes," I say, not thinking
"Ok then," All of a sudden there was a black light and I'm sure for a moment the white woman's face became that of a satanic beast.
