Danny looked around. Destruction. The houses were blown away. Really. The closer to Danny the houses were, the more blown away they were. Almost from where he was standing. Danny, looking down, noticed there was something writen on the road almost like... 'Oh no' muttered Danny to himself. On the road was written: Dark Dan was here :-)... Well at least HE still had a sence of humour.
At that moment our hero realised that this road was his. Mrs. and Mr. Carpenter's house, well pile of ruins, was to his right and, even in a wreck, he could still see the bin. The bin with pretty floweres and birds and other naturey stuff. So that ment... Danny turned his gaze forward and saw HIM standing, well floating, Infront of his not destroyed house. But there was something differant about HIM, same twisted smile; same merciles laugh but... but... For some strange reason he had purple flaming hair PURPLE!!!
HE then turned away from facing the house and looked at Danny, an evil grin forming on his face.
Danny realised he was in his human form and atempted to change into his alter-ego, but no such luck. He attempted making himself intangable...no Invisable...no Ecto-shield...no Anything...no He couldn't move either, he was stuck to the spot. Laughing an evil laugh, HE formed a huge ecto-blat aimed and fired.
Danny leapt up from his bed shaking, sweating, and breathing heavy. It was a dream. A dream...A nightmare more like it...