Chapter 6

Still at the nightclub

" Hello, there how may I help you?" The bartender asked turning his attention to me? Or probably someone else.

I look around to know if someone was behind me but I was standing alone. " Can you see me," I asked, hopefully.

" Oh shit you are dead, right?" He asked me.

"Maybe, I don't know if I am dead or in a coma " I am probably dead. I noticed that he had stopped looking at me and was now acting strange.

" You really can see me?" I asked I am very desperate right now.

" Sorry, I can't see you, " the bartender said pathetically avoid my gaze. I stepped in front of him each time he tried to avoid me.

" Obviously... " I smirked ruefully, "it's obvious that you can see me." There's no doubt about that.

" I CAN'T SEE you!" He yelled at me, a few people on the table nearby turned to look at us. He composed himself, " now you are making look like a mad fool."

" What are you?" I asked ignoring his last words and narrowing my brow at him. He must be a witch or a ghost