Echo Ghost Novels & Stories

TIME: DAY 18 OF EXILE, 09:00 HOURS. LOCATION: THE DIGITAL WORLD - THE OBSIDIAN BASTION. STATUS: THE WAR COUNCIL. The transition into the Ghost Server was no longer a blinding explosion of agony. Kara (Jinx) had spent the last two weeks refining the haptic buffer, cannibalizing Blackwatch tactical helmets to smooth out the raw data transfer. When Ren (Wraith) logged in, it felt like plunging into an icy river—a sharp, breathtaking shock that quickly faded into a numb, hyper-focused clarity.

The hundredth promise, traded for a concert and a boy toy. I froze out there till morning. She never came. Five years gone to voicemail. Five years spent waiting for her to mean it. In the end, I was just background noise. 'Sonia Quindt, I'm done waiting.' *** That night, I didn't go home. Just dragged my half-frozen body two hours through slush to the nearest hotel. No calls. No texts. Nothing. Next morning, I showed up at Quindt Corp early—to quit. Sonia built the place.

I sighed and prepared to microwave a box of macaroni and cheese. But when I turned around, I spotted a note pressed under something on the table. It was in Nathaniel’s familiar handwriting, though this time, his note held a hint of cold anger. [Wasteful.] I was stunned for a moment before I burst out laughing. This ghost was not just a good cook, but he was also thrifty and responsible. I liked that. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote back. [My bad, Nat. It’s just a joke. Let’s just stick to homemade food from now on. I won’t bring up that extravagant nonsense again, okay?]

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

"They aren't frozen soldiers. They’re data-ghosts with physical weight." One of the ghosts stepped out of the light. It moved with a terrifying, unnatural speed, its hand extending into a jagged blade of hard-light. It didn't scream. It just hissed—the sound of a thousand deleted files. Kaelor didn't hesitate. He dived under the ghost’s strike, his knife finding the creature’s throat. There was no blood. Just a spray of blue sparks and the smell of burning plastic. The ghost didn't die; it just flickered, its wound knitting back together instantly.

That finally shut those people up. Zoe happily took a photo with me and posted it on social media. Her caption clearly carried a hidden meaning: [Good luck stands by my side.] Lucas commented underneath: [Honey, just wait. I’ll get rich and take care of you! (Thumbs up emoji)] She replied: [Okay, honey. (tongue-out emoji)] I was curious to see how exactly they planned to get rich. … Just when I thought everything was going smoothly, the same signs from my previous life started appearing. I had a high fever that would not break, my throat was hoarse, and I was bedridden. How could this be happening?!

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

He mumbled, while I was still looking at Ghost, who was heading towards me, but suddenly stopped in his tracks and started howling like a crazed wolf. What the hell got into him? He usually howls only when he senses another dog, and I didn’t notice any other dogs around... “Oh crap...not again...” I mumbled, rolling my eyes. “What’s wrong with him? It’s the middle of the day!” Kara muttered confused. “I don’t know...Ghost, please stop it!” I shouted at him, already feeling embarrased. Gosh, he’s gonna ruin everything... I mentally muttered, turning my head to face the creepy guy once again.

Manuel said and he places her in the bath tub. “ You mean you have bath for me so many times? When was that? She asks. “ Don’t even start honey “ he says. His cellphone rang. “ Excuse me” He says and goes to pick his cellphone on the bed and he started speaking with the caller on the phone. Evelyn ghost sits on the couch and it will pace around with tears on her face. Evelyn mother and Father goes into their son’s ward and they wept. “I cannot lose my first son, no way” he says.