Heyy guys! This is an idea that's been in my mind for quite a while now, I just couldn't be bothered to write it down. I'm probably going to replace this chapter soon with a better- more detailed version. I've just published this for now to give me some motivation to keep writing. :)

This story will probably be about 3 to 5 chapters long. It's about Danny taking LSD, and he thinks everything he see's is real - thus all the ghosts and stuff. It's an AU, so don't read if you don't like. Oh and also, this will be the only chapter in first person.

Prolouge

They started following me a while ago.

Don't ask me who they are, because I honestly do not know. Wherever I go they follow, hiding just out of view so only I can see them. I hate the way they smile at me with that crazy glint in their eye; reminding me that something's not quite right.

I tried to blame them at first; I tried to tell myself that everything that has been happening to me over the last couple of weeks was their fault. But I know, deep down, that I brought this upon myself. I made this happen.

"Danny, who are you talking to?"

Oh shit, I must be thinking out loud again- I really need to start remembering to shut the door. I've been talking out loud quite a lot lately, and people are starting to notice. If I keep my door shut hopefully nobody will know that I'm on my own in here. I could just tell them that I was on the phone.

Who am I talking to anyway? Nobody, I guess. It's not like your really here. You're probably just another figment of my imagination, just like the rest of my hallucinations. It's been getting harder and harder to tell the images from my mind and reality apart. It all just seems to blur together. Everyone's starting to get worried about me, but I just think it's rather neat. After all, I get to see what nobody else can. I get to see a whole other world.

So what if it's just in my head? That's the best part of it. I get to do incredible stuff – life saving, world altering stuff- all from the comfort of my own bed. No, seriously, it really is awesome.

Mom thinks I should go see a doctor, she thinks I need help. I keep telling her that I'm fine, but I guess that my trembling hands and my hellishly wide pupils keep telling her otherwise. I don't want it to stop though; I love this feeling, this high that I'm on. I feel like I can do anything and everything; I feel like I'm on top of the world.

"Danny?"

Urrgh... I was supposed to close the door! I suppose that's one bad side effect from what's happening to me. I keep forgetting things. I get so wrapped up in my own thoughts that I forget that life is still going on around me. It's really not that bad, I don't mind it at all.

I guess I should tell you how this all started. I don't know if you really would be all that interested, nobody else seems to listen to me. Well the ghosts do... but that's different. I've never actually told my story to an actual person before. It's probably because they can't really understand me; the stuff that comes out of my mouth doesn't really seem to make sense. So don't worry if you don't understand what's going on, because I don't really know myself.

Maybe I should get Frostbite to tell this story, I'm sure he'd be more than happy to. No, wait, I don't think I'm aloud. Sam keeps telling me that I need to stop talking to my ghost friends; she says that it only makes it worse when I do. I don't really see what the problem is with talking to them, it's not like they hurt me or anything. Yeah, there's nothing wrong with talking to Frostbite. He is a friend, so she can't stop me from talking to him. I'll go and ask him for you when Mom starts making dinner, that's the only time that I can get into the Ghost Zone since she's out of the lab. Oh sorry, you don't know what the Ghost Zone is, do you? I forget sometimes that it's all in my head, it just seems so real to me. I'm sure Frostbite will explain everything a lot clearer.

"Danny, are you okay? I'm coming up."

Well I guess I gotta go. Wait...I'm not going anywhere; it's you that needs to leave. I don't know where you came from, just hide somewhere. I don't want to get into trouble again for talking to nobody. I'll get frostbite for you, don't worry.