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There was something almost protective in the way he looked at me, the kind of steadiness Zane used to give. But before I could respond, my phone buzzed. A private message. No name. No number. Just three words: “You’re next, Grey.” I froze. The world around me narrowed to that single line glowing on the screen. Kai stepped closer, his expression hardening as he read it over my shoulder. The playfulness vanished from his face. “Looks like your ghost wants to make it personal.” I swallowed hard, my mind already racing. You’re next. Not they, not Carter Holdings me.

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.

“You read what you find. All of it. Even the part that hurts. And when you're done, you share one memory. But I get to pick which one.” More Hybrids were sinking into the cemetery dirt, but some were learning, staying at the edges, waiting. “Fine,” Tamara said. “No,” Kai grabbed her arm. “We don't make deals with ghosts—” “We don't have a choice.” She touched his face, trying to ease his worry. “Trust me.” The ghost clapped her see-through hands. Sounding like cracking bones. “Fantastic! Follow me, Bridge-girl. The rest of you, stay here.”

"Don't dare touch me again or I'll kill you again." The male chuckles and rubs his hair. "I'm just like you... A ghost. So how can you possibly kill me? I came back just the same way you came back cause I can't let you hurt her even though I wish I can cause she's a silly female." Jalen rolls her eyes at him and relaxes but suddenly shudders when his other words dawned on her and all the hairs on her body started rising and goosebumps prickled at her skin. "Y..yo..u..both are ghosts?"

I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the curtain as If I were a ghost. The bluish white walls were gone, still bright, but washed out. I could've walked through every wall here, but it felt wrong, so I walked the hall like I would have if I'd been there in person. Hazed holograms of living people dotted the place, hovering on the spot or moving along, going about their morning errands. Some of them I recognised. Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past.

Aiden's ghost possessed her and she didn't have control over herself—“ He went on to tell me how Katana tried to escape and how his mother hit her countless times until she passed out and lost consciousness. My body froze and pain squeezed my heart. I swayed slightly, suddenly feeling cold. I tuned out Kenneth's voice and all I could think of was Katana. She was in trouble. I felt it in my core. Grey stood behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. ” I don't know why but I have a feeling he's telling the truth.“ Leo sighed and ran a hand over his hair. ” I don't know what to say but I do not believe him. Ghosts aren't even real.“

"The System... It is Benson. He is hurting the world." Aris said, "It is not Benson. When the broadcast happened the Watchers ghost code was hiding in the noise. It grabbed the real soul it found. It swallowed Bensons personality. We are not in a kingdom, Maya. We are inside a trap." The ground shook. The sun began to flicker. The beautiful blue sky turned into a grid of lines.

The dishes that waited for me on the table were BBQ ribs, chili con carne, sauteed broccoli, and zucchini soup. I shamelessly polished everything off again. After freeloading like this for three days straight, I started to feel a little guilty. This ghost not only had a good temper, but she also clearly knew how to run a household. I dug a pink sticky note out of a drawer and, using a thick black pen, wrote, "Hi. What should I call you? I feel bad just eating your cooking all the time." When I finished, I placed the note neatly in the center of the table.

They both looked at Adam, questioningly. Adam nodded his head. “Go and tell me what you see, will you?” He looked at his daughter. “Be careful, Melody. Don’t go too near that window. You just don’t know what might happen. From the sound of things, a battle between spirits is about to ensue.” Hearing her father acknowledge the existence of spirits was an odd thing, but she made no mention of it. Ian’s voice was weak, but his words managed to reach her ears. “Melody. My sweet Melody. I’m so sorry, my love.”

And her emotions go haywire. “Ah, I’m dead.” Says Akihiko in his astral form (spirit form). “It looks like I underestimated that plant… Trying to breed with human kids so it could give birth to the queen, what an idiot.” Then he sees Ayame crying. “W-W-W-WHAT? WHY IS SHE CRYING?” and then he sees his half-eaten body. “Can't she see me….? Oye~! Ame! Why can’t she see me though? Weird.” He says and calls Pei.