I woke up in the middle of a green place, lying on my back on a floating rock. I blinked my eyes a few times, and kept lying on my back.

'What the hell am I doing here?' I asked myself. I searched my mind, but found nothing. I knew nothing. Well, I knew it was the Ghost Zone and stuff, but I knew nothing about me. Not even how I looked like.

I needed to list the facts. Fact one: I'm in the Ghost Zone. Fact two: I know nothing of my past life, except from general truths. Conclusion: I must be a newborn ghost.

Content for now with this limited information I stood up, not really knowing what to do. Then I noticed I was clenching something in my right fist.

I opened my hand to see two pieces of paper. One of them was pretty big, but it was creased and looked really old, so I threw it over my back. Then I turned my attention to the other piece of paper. This one was neatly folded. I opened it. It was a picture of a black haired, purple eyed girl. Immediately memories flooded my mind.

The girl stood in front of me, with a big ectogun in her hand, ready to fire. She looked determined, but also really sad. 'Are you sure you want to do this, Danny?'

Danny! So that's my name, I realized in a second while the flashback continued in my mind. I wanted to say no, because being shot to death doesn't seem really attractive, but clearly past-me was a bit of a moron.

'Yes Sam. This is the only way,' I said and sighed. Then she fired, and everything went dark.

The flashback stopped there.

I was glad that I had some more information to fill in the blanks of my past. I needed to know more.

I had come to the conclusion that the girl, or 'Sam', was the one responsible for my death. But apparently I wanted it myself. I was so confused.

'Why didn't I leave some clues behind for myself?' I muttered.

I looked back at the picture and facepalmed. Duh. I did.

I folded the picture back. Then I noticed it had some writing on the other side, which I hadn't seen yet. I read it out loud: ' 'Find her using the map'. Map? Which map?'

I then remembered the old paper which I had thrown away. Oh. That map.

I turned around and looked into the depths of the ghost zone behind me, where the map should have landed. Almost directly beneath me, about seven meters deeper, was another rock platform. This one was much bigger than the one I was currently on. The edges, where the paper had falling onto, were barren. The closer to the middle, the more vegetation there was. In the center there even stood a few big trees, casting shadows on the rest of the island.

I could see the paper lying on the edge, it's yellow-whitish colour contrasting with the brown-grey ground. I was about to fly down and grab it, when a blue ghost-parrot came down, picked it up and flew away. I sighed. Finding out what happened might just be harder than I thought.

A little experiment of mine. It sounded much better in my mind, but that might be because I'm considering making a comic of it, if I can. Anyway, this is probably my worst story so far. You should read my others, like Silent Night or Nicknames! (Cross-Promo!)

Anyway, have a nice day.