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elzifelzi · 3 months ago

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PHANTOM

CHAPTER ONE

Chapter 1:Going Ghost

Ghosts!Ectoplasmic manifestations of post human consciousness, Literal creatures of the undead. Do they exist? Or are they simply fictional creatures created with the intention of scaring people?

Well some people believe that they are as real as you and I, while others believe otherwise.

If they exist Do they walk among us? Are they friendly?Do they pose a threat to human existence?Where do they come from?

These were all the questions that plagued the minds of 18 year old college students Tucker Chris Foley and Daniel "Dan"/Danny Fenton.After graduating casper high Danny and Tucker moved from Amity park to Amity City to attend AC university where they both majored in paranormal activity studies.

Dan was an average height Caucasian male with a slim to lean build.He had deep blue eyes and jet black hair and typically wore a red and grey varsity hoodie with a red A sewn to the chest he also wore blue jeans and black and white sneakers.Tucker was an African American male of similar height and build as danny with dark brown dreads.Atop his head he wore a red beanie with a light blue sweater atop a darker blue dress shirt, khaki pants and brown shoes

Dan and Tucker both shared great interest in the paranormal after they had a somewhat supernatural encounter with what could be described as a ghost many years ago.

Dan's father Jack always went on about how he and Dan's mother maddie along with their friend Vlad were researching ghosts in college until a lab accident caused them to quit it for good.Dan had never taken him seriously until an unlikely event led him to pursue the exact same field and Tucker who is Dan's best friend decided to join him.

Now they were college students working on their 1st self chosen assignment: a ghost portal.

While rummaging through his parents' old files Dan found schematics for one of their' old experiments: a “ghost portal” , a device that could in theory create a bridge between the ghost world and the human world..and allow beings from either side to visit the other worlds.The blueprints however were unfinished but Dan figured with Tucker's help they'd be able to get it up and running.

Both the boys got together in the lab after school and worked on the portal day after day until finally the day for testing had arrived but Dan seemed apprehensive l. He repeatedly looked over his clipboard of formulas and notes before directing his attention to the portal.

Dan:"Tucker y'know I'm not really sure about this.. how are we sure this thing won't explode in our faces or something."

He says sweat dripping profusely from his forehead.

Tucker very matter of factly gestures towards his notepad Which was filled with what can only be assumed as flawlessly solved equations.

Tucker:”I think the math speaks for itself” “Besides if it blows up..it won't just take our face, it'll probably take all of us.”

He seemed very proud of his joke until he looked over at Dan and realized that his joke did nothing more than add to his worries.

Tucker:"Dude Are you getting cold feet?” “Comeon Danny, I've never seen you back down from anything before, why start now?"

Dan:"Because we don't know if this thing will even work! And if it does I sure as hell don't think it'll work the way we want it to!"

He turns his attention over to the ghost portal.

Dan:”I mean…there has to be a reason why my parents ditched this thing…”

Tucker shrugged

Tucker:”Maybe…but I mean,what's the worst that could happen?”

Dan:”you're not doing a good job at reassuring me..”

Tucker:"Relax man it'll be fine.You're working with a genius after all."he smugly points to himself which causes Dan to throw his clipboard and hit Tucker square in the head.

Dan:" didn't you get locked in the bathroom this morning?" Danny says chuckling

Tucker:" Screw you man!"

Tucker was a technological genius. There wasn't any piece of technology on earth that he didn't know like the back of his hand. If he could build a supercomputer in under 30 minutes surely he could build a ghost portal or at least that's what he's been telling himself.

Tucker:"But seriously you got nothing to worry about so just chill." He placed a reassuring hand on Dan's shoulder and gave him a warm smile and that seemed to be enough to calm him down.

Dan: "I hope you're right."

Dan donned his lab coat and goggles in preparation for the 1st ever testing of the Fenton and Foley Ghost portal but as they are about to commence testing a girl shoots open the lab door, she wore a white open lab coat with a black dress and shoes and white thigh high socks she had dark hair and light brown skin.

????:"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Dan!! I've been looking for you!!" She screamed in a loud nasally voice.

Dan:"What do you want, Paulina? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Paulina:"Why the attitude??I'm your girlfriend, remember?" she says feigning sadness

Tucker interjects

Tucker:"didn't you two break up like weeks ago?"

Dan:"yeah we did!"

Paulina:”You can't seriously still be mad at me,are you?”

Dan:”Mad at you for cheating on me?” “I totally Can!”

Paulina had been Dan's crush ever since he was 14 ,as a kid there was nothing he wanted more than to be her boyfriend and when they finally started dating a year ago he had felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. Things between them seemed magical until a month ago when he caught her at a party making out with the captain of the basketball team,his world was crushed and despite Paulinas numerous attempts at trying to explain herself Dan did not want to hear one bit of it.

Tucker, feeling the increase of Tension in the room, immediately jumped in once again in an attempt to prevent Dan from any further heartache.

Tucker:”You should leave Paulina, we're in the middle of something important.”

Paulina scoffs and storms out of the lab.

Paulina:”whatever!”

Tucker turns over to Dan

Tucker:”sorry about that man.”

Dan shook his head in response.

Dan:”No worries,let's just get to work.”

Now that they had no more distractions they could begin their work. Tucker powered up the machine and read the readings while Dan stood near it with his clipboard making notes of everything that happened. Then the readings began to spike, they were off the charts there was no way that these were normal. The entire room became enveloped in a green glow and everything around the portal with the exception of Dan began to float.

Dan: "Tucker, that's enough, we can turn it off now!.

Tucker:"I don't think I can!"

He tried shutting down the machine but his efforts proved to be in vain.

Tucker: "Danny get out of there, now!!!"

Dan tried running away but he had no such luck he got caught in the ghost portal explosion and his life from that day forward was forever changed.

Disoriented from the explosion Dan woke up trapped under a desk.The room is still covered in the same green glow ,struggling to get up he is unable to process what it was that just happened to him. He pushes the table off of him and stumbles to his feet turning towards his best friend who seemed to cower at his very presence.

Dan:"T-tucker what happened man?" He asked his friend in a weak voice.

Tucker looked on at Dan in horror.

Tucker:"Who the hell are you!!" Tucker responded, his voice riddled with fear.

Dan:"What do you mean who am I? I'm Dan, you know your best friend!"

Tucker:"D-Danny, is that really you?" He asked,the fear in his voice echoing through the room.

Dan:"Who else would it be?" Dan responded not understanding the reason behind Tucker's strange reaction.

Tucker picked up a nearby piece of shattered glass and handed it to Dan, still being careful not to get too close to him.

Dan was terrified to see the face that stared back at him in the mirror, his once straight jet black hair became an ever-growing white flame, his deep blue eyes were now a ghastly green color with no pupils. His pale Caucasian skin became supernatural blue and his ears, fingernails and teeth became pointed like that of a vampires.

Dan:"What the fu...!!" Dan screamed in horror, tossing the glass to the floor causing it to shatter.

He turned to Tucker, anger oozing from his very aura.

Dan:"Look what happened!!! I told you that the portal wasn't ready!Now look at what you caused! I'm a freak!”

Dan screamed at Tucker while snatching him by the collar.

Tucker:" Comeon Danny, relax man! "Tucker pleaded, trying to get out of Dans grip.

Dan:" Relax? RELAX!!!? How can I relax when I look like this now?? Dan yelled at him.

He flipped over a nearby table while angrily making his way towards Tucker.

Tucker:"Think about it man, If we turned you into this then we should be able to turn you back." Tucker said rather matter of factly. These words which were intended to calm Dan down only seemed to make him angrier.

Dan:"You don't know that!!." “What if I'm stuck like this!?”

Tucker let out a weak chuckle.

Tucker:”he he,well blue has always been a good color on you…”

Dan remained unamused and he tossed Tucker back causing the boy to land on his butt.

Dan:”This isn't funny man! I told you the damn portal wasn't ready!”

Tuck raised his hands in defense.

Tucker:”calm down man,I'm sure i can fix this!”

Dan raised an eyebrow.

Dan:”Are you sure?”

Tucker flashes him a grin

Tucker:”Sure I am!” “Remember I'm a genius!”

That Joke managed to get a small chuckle out of Dan and he finally seemed to calm down.

Dan:*sigh “I hope you're right about this…”

Tucker places a reassuring hand on Dan's shoulder.

Tucker:"Don't worry about it man, all we gotta do is head back to our place and sort this out and you'll be back to normal before you know it.

He looked back at the ruined ghost portal.

Tucker:”ummm we should probably take that with us too..”

As soon as those words left Tucker's mouth a loud banging was heard on the lab door.

????:" You boys better not be making a mess in there, other people need to use the lab!" The voice yelled

Tucker:"Crap it's professor Lancer, Dude u gotta hide We can't let him see you like this."

Dan panicked where he could hide?Everything in the lab was damaged beyond recognition. But just as he had given up hope something miraculous happened,as if responding to his desire to not be seen,almost like magic Dan's body turned invisible. No sooner than that had happened Professor Lancer barged into the LAB, when he entered the room and he was shocked to see the deplorable state that it was in.

Lancer:" Chicken soup for the soul!!! What happened here?" He asked.

Tucker:"Umm well me and Danny had just a little difficulty with our project."Tucker responded, shrugging it off as nothing.

Lancer:"I can see that… and where might I ask, is Mr Fenton right now?"

Lancer asked, the tone in his voice getting even more serious by the moment.

Tucker:" Danny went to the bathroom, can I take a message?"

Lancer sighed in exasperation.

Lancer:"Look you guys are 2 of my best students so I won't report you for this little mishap, I'll take care of the lab this time but don't let it happen again!!"

Lancer told Tucker while leaving to get cleaning supplies.

Tucker:"Psstt Danny he's gone, wherever you're hiding you can come out now."

As if on cue Dan became visible directly in front of Tucker. His sudden appearance startled Tucker, causing him to Fall back.

Tucker:"How did you do that?" He asked while sitting on the floor

Dan offers Tucker his hand and helps him up

Dan:"I don't know, I just kind of did it."

Tucker places a hand on his chin as if trying to solve a mystery. Then a light bulb went off in his head and a large grin formed on his face, one that left Dan very uneasy..

Dan:”why are you smiling like that?”

Tucker:”I have a theory about what happened to you.”

Dan:”Alright! Let's hear it.”

Tucker:"it looks like your body must-have absorbed a shit ton of the portal's ecto energy and it altered you somehow.

Dan:”great! Now how do we unalter me?”

Tucker:”I don't think it's gonna be as simple as I initially thought..”

Dan:”what!?but you said you could!”

Tucker:”if it was just your appearance That changed then sure it would've been hella easy but it seems this goes way beyond just your cosmetics.”

Tucker:”If my theory is correct then I think you may have ghost powers!"

Dan:”what?! No way!”

He waved his hand dismissively at Tucker’s suggestion.

Tucker:”Why not? The blue skin, the white hair and are we gonna pretend like you weren't just invisible a while ago?”

Dan had to admit that Tucker did have a point ,as crazy as his theory was, it is the only way they could justify what had happened to him.

Dan:”ok let's say i do have ghost powers now, what do I do about it?”

Tucker:”Well we'd have to figure out the full scope of what you're capable of.We gotta get back to our place and run some tests on you right away!"

After Disguising himself Dan and Tucker immediately set out for their house.

Dan:"Wait if I'm a ghost.... Doesn't that mean I'm dead!!??"

Tucker:"idk maybe" He shrugs.

Dan and Tucker made it back to their rundown 2 bedroom apartment being sure to avoid any form of human contact on the way back. Along the way the duo discussed different ways in which they could revert Danny back to his normal form.

Dan: “Any ideas on how we can turn me back?”

Tucker:”only one really.”

Dan:”Lemme hear it.”

Tucker:”I remember reading in your parents old notes that ghosts have the ability to shapeshift,so in theory you should be able to at least shift yourself into your human appearance.”

Dan pondered on Tuckers theory all the way to their rental house, it was an old building which had seen better days, most of the windows were broken, the once bright baby blue color that covered the house was practically non existent and the overall building looked like no one had set foot in it in years. Dan and Tucker were the only known tenants who lived there,the building was practically their own. They went in and walked all the way to the 4th floor where their rooms (which were much better kept than the rest of their building) were located. They got inside and immediately began trying to figure out Dan's new found abilities. Tucker sat on the bed with a clipboard in hand ready to mark down all of Danny's confirmed abilities.

Dan:”So what do I gotta do?”

Tucker: “So you got ghost powers right, we just got to figure out which ones.”

Tucker's words confused Dan, neither of them had any idea the true scope of a ghost's powers so how would he even know his limit?Sure they both were a bit more knowledgeable than the average person on what a ghost is capable of but they couldn't possibly figure out the scope of them.

Dan:”How many powers do ghosts even have?”

Tucker :”Alot, but Let's just focus on the basics for now. We already know that you can turn invisible now we just got to figure out if you can phase through walls and fly and shit.”

Dan:”Alright!! So how do we do that?”

Tucker: I don't know man, just try running through a wall or something.

Dan rolled his eyes

Dan:”haha yeah,no.”

Tucker:”comeon! Do you got any better ideas?”

Dan:”well uh no…”

Tucker:”come-on man, what's the worst that could happen?”

While rubbing his eyes and letting out a large sigh Dan decides to take Tucker's advice and runs directly into a nearby wall only to get stuck halfway through it. Dan remained still for a moment in bewilderment at what his life had become,eventually he spoke up.

Dan:”umm Tuck....”

Tucker :”Yeah bro?”

Dan:”I'm stuck in the door..”

Tucker:”Aren't we all stuck in this door of life.”

Dan, unamused by Tucker's jokes, began struggling to get free but to no avail. The sight of his friend stuck halfway through a door struggling to get out brought a small grin to Tuckers face amusement this however made Dan even more irritable.

Dan:”Tucker I swear to god , if you don't help me out of this door, you won't live to see 20!”

Compelled by Dan's words, Tucker finally decided to help him and together they eventually got him unstuck.

Tucker then picks up his clipboard and checks off intangibility, he then turns to Dan.

Tucker :”Well you can walk through walls and turn invisible now let's see if you can fly.1st we gotta find you a roof to jump off of.”

Dan, completely unaware that Tucker was joking, glances at the drop from the 4th floor to the 1st.

Dan:”I think I'll pass.”

Tucker:”Well then if you're not flying all that's left is to morph back to normal.”

Dan raised an eyebrow in response.

Dan:”And how do I do that?:

Tucker grabs a book from a nearby shelf and flips through the pages.

Tucker:”It says here that with enough concentration ghosts can use the ecto energy around their body and use it to manipulate their appearance!..maybe you can too! If you just think hard enough.”

Dan crossed his arms

Dan:”You make it sound real easy for someone who has no idea how it's done.”

Tucker shrugged.

Tucker:”Just think human I guess.”

A huge sigh escaped Dan's lips, he knew the idea of thinking human sounded ridiculous but he had nothing else to go off of,so he balled his hands up into fists and began concentrating as hard as he could. He did this for 2 minutes straight until a ring of light, flashed around his body and before he knew it he was human again. He looked at his arms and pulled his hair. He high fived Tucker and they both cheered in excitement.

Dan:”I can't believe that actually worked! I thought for sure you were full of shit!”

Tuck chuckled.

Tucker:”told you I knew what I was doing!”

Their cheers however were stopped by the sudden appearance of a muscular, hunched floating figure, he had blue skin, with a crimson red eye and was dressed in torn Gray overalls, with a matching beanie and gloves, on his left eye was an eyepatch and in his right was murderous intent. His evil chuckle echoed through the room as he slowly approached the boys.

??? :”Lookie here, a pair of humans with fresh souls ripe for picking. “

Dan:”Who the hell are you, what do you want from us??”

??? :They call me Box ghost….

He tosses a dresser at the boys which they both barely dodge.

Box ghost: “And I’ve come for your souls!!”

Tucker :”The box ghost?? “

The ghost opened up his hand and a green glow escaped from it as he aimed it at the duo he uttered a single sinister word.

Box ghost :Beware!!!!.

To be continued….

Thanks for reading the first chapter sorry it ended up being so long Hopefully the other chapters are much shorter😅

Im not the best at describing characters so Here are the character designs to go along with the story🤧

Chapter 2 coming soon do let me know what you think😬

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lordship-posts · 7 months ago

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A Female reader/ James Sunderland fanfiction, part 1.

Enjoy:

‘Violate me'

"What?" James spins around, a mixture of confusion and distaste written all over his Features.

"What? I didn't say anything." You huff, he's been on edge this whole time. Sure you both seem lost in this place, you don't even remember how you got here. All you know is that you woke up with your upper body resting on a bar table. Wearing something you would have never picked out for yourself.

Red high heels with a slightly ripped and thin Pantyhose.

A tight denim skirt and a stomach free Black top. The only jacket you got is James green one, pulling it tightly around your shoulders.

"Sorry, I thought I heard you say something" James shakes his head to himself, guiding the two of you with his flashlight towards another empty and cold looking place. Maybe he can get a fire started or something.

When he helps you climb inside through the window he stops to stare at something causing you to lightly run into his side "What?!" He spins around again, a form of anger on his face.

"What's wrong with you? You stopped moving and I didn't see shit in here" You huff.

"No you said something this time, I know you did." His body language makes you feel uneasy and you are slowly reconsidering if you can actually trust him.

"I didn't. I swear. What do you keep hearing me say?" Now you are curious.

"Forget about it. Just...if you are messing with me, stop okay?" He turns away and starts collecting wood. Or more like parts of the inner walls tossing them on a pile. Hopefully a fire works out here.

After a few too many failed attempts of him trying to make a fire you step in, you manage the first time you try. Watching the dry wood burst into a bright and big fire, it warms your skin, it looks tempting to touch, if only it wasn't so dangerous.

James pulls up two chairs close by the fire, holding on tightly to his metal pipe with an eye on the window.

"Ugh these are fucking killing me, I don't even know why I'm wearing them" your hands pull on one of the Red high heels. Rubbing at your ankle before you do the same with your other foot. "I don't know why I'm wearing any of this" You sigh.

Not exactly survival attire.

His gaze is glued on your legs, watching your hands massage your ankle and calf muscle.

'Hurt me'

He hears you whisper even though not a single sound left your lips.

"I'm sorry." James frowns deeply.

"Sorry for what?" You place the heels next to you, inching your feet closer to the fire, picking at the torn fabric of your pantyhose.

"For being angry, I don't mean to be. It's just...this place" it drives him mad the way your fingers toy with the thin fabric. Tracing your thigh with his eyes, fighting an urge to pull at the denim skirt to see your legs connect to your hips.

"It's okay, I'm kinda used to that stuff, you just gotta be able to handle it when it comes back at ya" when your eyes meet his thin lipped polite smile is almost unsettling.

"You get angry too?" He asks.

"Yeah, I've lived in an angry home for many years, so, there will always be anger." But you don't want to go down the trauma lane today.

And thankfully James doesn't ask anything further. It's just the two of you and a blazing fire in a run down old store. His face lit up by those flames almost seems nostalgic, but the sad kind, fond memories written over with painful ones, the kind you'd rather forget about.

"We can rest a bit but we shouldn't stay too long" James is always in a hurry to get somewhere but only barely knows to where.

"Okay." You nod, breathing in deeply, the scent on his jacket reminds you of something. Decay. And a probably failed attempt to mask that scent with a way too aggressive aftershave. You enjoy not having your feet in those shoes and your legs strained from the uncomfortable angle for a few moments longer before James seemingly gets more and more uncomfortable.

"Hey you okay?" You put your hand on his shoulder but he flinches away from your touch.

"You are sure you aren't saying things?" His eyes seem desperate for reassurance or...for you to confess to something you didn't do.

"Positive. We were sitting in silence" He seems to dislike that statement a lot.

"So i'm just crazy then, great" He nods, he's tired, god he's so tired.

"If you tell me what you heard or what you keep hearing then maybe we can figure it out or something?" You shrug.

Something in his eyes seems off again.

"No..No it's...- it's Vile. It's awful." His breathing picks up speed when your body turns towards him and you place your feet at the edge of his chair.

"Just talk to me. Everything about this place is Vile and..awful" You huff.

"I keep hearing you say things that you aren't, stuff you certainly don't mean. It's so...off putting. It's like I'm reading a mind that isn't there, because I know It's nothing you would think or say." He really is uneasy about this.

"James, what am I saying?" You wonder.

"Violate me."

"That's what I heard the first time. And then I heard Hurt me." He can't look at you at all.

"Oh? Wow. Yeah I really didn't say that" Why would you say such things? Doesn't make any sense.

"Is that all you heard?" Is there more? If there is, you hope it won't be as bad as 'violate me'.

"Just a moment ago I could have sworn I heard you say 'let it all out on me' " His eyes wander to your legs again, how easily spreadable they look. The voice is dripping filth in his ear again, he can't believe he's hearing such words especially knowing the woman in front of him didn't say any of them.

"Let what out? Anger? Frustration? In what way?" But while you finish your sentence your eyes trace his, the way his gaze is lingering on your knees, picturing something.

"Wow...okay, that's, that's a lot and that's not okay" You turn away from him putting the shoes back on.

"That's what I mean, I'm sorry, I know this all seems so messed up. I'd never.." He shakes his head "I would never." He says in a firm and loud tone.

"Bare minimum but good to know" You give him his jacket back, feeling uneasy in the cold and under his gaze now that you stepped away from the fire. You don't do that anymore, be a thing for fucked up guys who need to unwind. An object they can toss out once they get tired of it.

"Don't go! Please, you're gonna get yourself killed in those heels. Or in the cold." He keeps his distance but offers his jacket back to you.

You hate that he's right.

The longer you hesitate to take his jacket back the sadder his eyes seem. Almost as if he's really haunted by what he said, and by what he's hearing.

You reach out and take his jacket, pulling it over your shoulders and tugging your arms in front of your chest. "I used to...say these things. I don't say them anymore" his gaze truly does appear to soften.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." He slowly takes his seat back by the fire.

"Used to drink and Party a lot. Hook up with the fucked up ones you know? And one night I.. -" You hear the brakes of a car loudly in the distance. The sound of a horrible crash almost bursts your eardrum.

"Did you hear that???" You jump up to look out of the window but there aren't any driving cars. Or people. Let alone a real road for cars to drive onto.

"Hear what? I didn't.. " James follows to peek outside. It's just as silent and as foggy as it was when you two came in here.

"Sounded like a horrible crash" You frown. A memory floats in your head somewhere unable to reach it, unable to really remember.

"Strange. Feeling like there is something you have to remember. Need to remember. But it won't come to you no matter how hard you try" You point out and when you turn around James is just a few inches from you.

He's beautiful.

If only his eyes weren't so haunted, it's a look you remember, the edges of the eyes slightly red and the shape of the eye feels..taunting.

It's a pair of eyes you see staring down at you, slamming your body into the mattress as hard as they can while pouring another drink down their greedy throats. You let them. You didn't fight. You didn't want to fight it.

A part of you always liked it.

It feels as if he knows, knows that deep down you want to be roughed up, have bruises on your hips and wrists for days.. reminders of their brutality.

He looks at you as if he can see you touching yourself to those memories. Clench your bruises while you climax to be reminded of the feeling again, and again and again.

He looks away first, trying to keep his composure. God he's trying so hard.

"This has to stop. These things we keep hearing, I can't..- I can't focus, I forgot where i was heading! What I had to look for." He frowns. A bottle of whisky smiles brightly at him in the rubble of the rundown store. He can't. He can't have a drink not now. Not here. Not with you.

He can't even look at you for too long or these thoughts or voices whatever they are come back. They always come back.

"Let's just stay busy, let's keep going, you said you had to find something in an Apartment?" You tilt your head taking the map from his jacket pocket. A set of heavy door keys jingle in the same pocket.

"Let's head there and not stop no matter what we see or hear, okay?" You shift your weight on your heels when you don't get an answer straight away.

"Okay James?" You try to see what he's looking at this time but.. you two don't see the same things in here. You probably never will.

"Yeah." He grabs the metal pipe from the chair and then he's out the door, waiting for you to catch up.

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At the Apartments.

The tension didn't ease up much but at least you have something new to do, you have no idea what he's searching for but as long as he kills those monsters for you, you gladly tag along.

"You okay?" You ask when he's staring off into the distance again.

"Voices." He replies with an exhausted sigh.

"What did they whisper this time? I mean.. can't get that much worse right?" He doesn't respond at first and you sense this weight on his shoulders again, if his Guilt was a rain cloud it would follow him around everywhere.

"Squeeze until my eyes roll back" He whispers.

"Oh" choking was a big part of it, everytime you were dumb enough to trust someone with it, it could have been the last mistake you've made.

Nobody luckily ever took it too far, or you wouldn't be here right now.

"Are you hearing things about me?" He asks before trying to solve some kind of puzzle looking thing.

"No, I don't hear any voices but..-" You hesitate.

"But?" He turns looking at some type of button in his hand not sure yet what to do with it.

"But I can see it.”

“In your eyes I mean." You avoid his gaze this time.

"See what?" He takes a gentle hold of your shoulder.

"Death." You frown when his haunted gaze turns sad, desperate, trapped.

"My wife, she- she passed" He lies.

"Oh shit. Sorry! I'm so sorry about that, I shouldn't have said it" You really didn't mean to remind him of that.

"Was it very recent?" Trying empathy on a man like him is playing a dangerous game, you've done it too many times.

"It's been three years" He mumbles while solving the little mystery by replacing some buttons.

"You look like it happened yesterday".

You hear a door in the distance unlock and watch James step away from the table the puzzle was on, he seems colder now, you probably overstepped a little. You two are strangers after all. Maybe it's not for you to say how he looks or how he might be feeling.

"You don't look too happy either, it's in your eyes too, your cheekbones, the way they look a bit sucked in. Alcoholic?" He asks not so gently.

"Used to be a lot of things, but I never had a Problem with that" You stand on this. Wrongly so.

"Sure." James nods before he walks past you, he doesn't seem to believe a word you said. Takes one to know one maybe? No. You never had a problem right?

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The stroll through the different run down Apartments it's exhausting in its own way. Your feet really really hurt by now and ever since you mentioned how James looks as if his wife passed yesterday he's been distant. Maybe the memory of it just simply hurts and he needs some time to cool down again.

You suddenly feel a grip on the jacket, yelling out as you get flung across the room by something, something big and scary wearing a Triangle shaped helmet carrying a huge sword.

You hear James gun go off a bunch of times but the landing you took knocked the air out of your lungs. That thing turns around and walks towards you, James Shooting doesn't matter at all.

It grabs you by your throat and...this must be it. You'll die here. Your punishment for what happened 3 months ago..

The realization of it weighs deep in your gut, the guilt you feel pouring into every inch of your skin makes you sick. And then the Monster drops you,it slowly walks out of the Apartment and you hear the sound of the sword dragging behind it get further and further away.

"I did it. I killed him..- I killed him, I killed that poor kid" You shake your head violently. Hands shaking. Every fiber in you craves a drink.

"What? Hey, calm down, what are you talking about?" James tries to lift you up from the floor but you won't budge. So he kneels down next to you.

But instead of confessing anything you just push yourself up against him, arms wrap around his torso while your head rests on his chest.

Being held like this while the memory of a crash comes back to you helps but in the end..you are here for a reason, crying about it won't be enough, everyone in silent hill needs to pay for their sins. You shouldn't have driven that night, in the rain, after a bunch of drinks. You took a risk and it backfired.

And then you ran. Not wanting to rot away in prison for killing that 17 year old in the other car, you ran and you ran until you woke up here, lost, stranded.

Now two haunted pairs of eyes are gazing at each other. None of them are better than the other.

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