HeRpAdErPrandomness
Red, crazed eyes brightened, coming close. Terrified of what he had become, the invisible soul of a man by the name of Johnny Ghost floated next to his British parter ~and friend~ Johnny Toast, as the other soul of Ghost, a serial killer by the name of Jimmy Casket, came closer and closer to Toast, thrusting his knife foreword, coming closer and closer to contact. Ghost couldn't do anything to stop it, nor could he trade with the murderous soul to become who he wishes he could stay. He can only hope for someone with the power to save them, to help...
(The pictures in the cover are from PicCollage web images, so neither my friend nor I drew the beautiful pictures in this cover, although I do not know who drew them. Great job to the artists of the pictures!)