It all started normally, well, as normal as things could get with living with the Beatles and all. So, we were coming back from the studio when it happened, I accidentally ruined John's guitar, and he went mad. Quite literally, foaming at the mouth etc. The next thing I know I'm dead, and in heaven, looking down on my dead body.
"John! What did you kill Xara for?" Paul shouted, before killing John. So, here I was, joined with the dead spirit of John Lennon. Suddenly we were joined with the spirit of Paul, who was killed by George.
Dylan then went on a rampage, killing George for killing her beloved Paul.
"Why did you Kill George, Dylan?" Zoe shouted form below.
"He killed Paul!" She exclaimed.
"Well that's no excuse!" Zoe yelled, before killing Dylan.
Ringo, who'd been shocked to start with, looked to Zoe incredulously, before killing her.
Now us, the spirits and souls of all those murdered started putting bets on what Ringo would do next.
"Get arrested." Zoe and Dylan said at once, forgetting their 'squabble' early and resuming to being best buddies.
"Naaa, he'll run away" George grinned.
" I second that!" Paul joined George in the grinning.
"Nah, he'll start a new band." John put forward.
"Well, you're all wrong, I bet he'll come and join us up here" I grinned, before we all turned to see Ringo very slowly putting a gun to his head. Almost immediately everyone started shouting for him not to do it.
The door then bursts open, and none other r than Brian Epstein walk in, seeing the bodies he freezes for a second and starts shouting at Ringo about murder charges. Everyone up here then changes tact and starts willing Ringo to put himself out of his misery, thankfully he does. and with a soft 'pop' he appears beside us.
"Well...that's never happened to me before" John smiled.
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