Beyond lay on his bed in the rented apartment. He noticed the feeling in the air was different than normal, much farther from 'Normal'. The radio turned on suddenly, but was not tuned into any station. Just a lot of static and noise. Beyond blinked a few times and stared – This wasn't normal. He thought, His eyes moving over to the chess board. The piece that was to represent a Queen, moved a bit, shaking in place. "An earthquake?" He said aloud. No. It was not an Earthquake. The white chess piece lifted up, and as if being thrown by some invisible force, threw its self to the door connecting to the balcony.
Beyond, eyes wide, looked to the side of his bed, and there – on the wall, Was a Q. Written in red black ink. Beyond's eyes went wider and stared in the direction that the chess piece was thrown from. Squinting his eyes, He tried to make out a figure in the afternoon light.
Nothing.
He sighed and went over to his bed.
Why a chess piece?
And why did it represent a Queen?
These questions and more flooded Beyond's mind. He decided it could wait another few hours. He got up and walked over to the small fridge and got out some jam. He ate it straight out of the jar.
He felt a shiver go through his system. He thought the air was 40 degrees – But when he looked at the AC, it was off. And it was 80 degrees outside. He tuned the old radio into a station where he could listen to rock music. It was playing "Counting Bodies Like Sheep". He danced a little to the song and then sat down. He noticed that a plush toy was in the middle of the room.
Eyes wide, he went over to it. "When did that get here!?" He asked himself. He tried to pick it up, but it was swiped out of reach. As if, some childish personality was trying to keep him from getting it.
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Beyond lie in his bed again. Singing the song "Counting Bodies Like sheep" Quietly. It reminded him of his murdering days, Ah, the said days where he was on the run.
How fun it was.
His ruby eyes shined a bit. He closed his eyes, but as he did, he heard scribbling on paper. He looked in the direction it was coming from, and saw a pencil moving in thin air.
Oh, he screamed! He screamed alright! He was never the one to believe in the supernatural happenings, but this was too real. The paper flew up as if somebody was picking it up and it fell on a neat stack next to the desk. His eyes fell wide, yet again.
His hair stood up on the back of his neck. He felt like he was going to faint. When he fell back, something caught him. He got up immediately and called the lobby. "Yes, Hello? Is there anyone you could call? Like maybe the Ghost Hunters?! PLEAS call them NOW." And with that, he hung up. He felt cornered, in a room with supposedly two ghosts. And the Q, why did that ring a bell?!
"Hello, Beyond." Came a voice from Behind him. This is the only thing that ran through his mind.
"Snap!!!! Oh Snap!"