Despite all that happened, Roland still listened to Syrin's CDs on a regular basis. True, the mind-altering effect wasn't there anymore, but he loved to hear it none of the less. It's smooth, lyricless tones always made him feel relaxed after a hard day of catching ghosts and hitting the books or as an insperation for his tinkering with the equipment. It cleared his mind, allowing new thoughts and ideas wander in.
A entire change of his world could be quite exact. Syrin ruined his interest for anyother girl; they just seemed so...ordinary. Luckily, his teamates had given up on trying to fix him up with other girls and resorted to playing of "What About Her" were they'd see a girl that he might like when his back was turned and discuss. Roland knew he wasn't gay (at least he was pretty sure) and asexuality was out of the question so it had to be good old fashioned love-at-first-sight. To heck if the experts said it was infatuation, infatuation dies and his feelings still remained. On the other hand, this kind of feeling wasn't healthy and maybe it would be better if he dated girls who were his own species. There was that Jesse Thorton girl from his geometry class. She was a single mother, but he liked kids so that was no problem.
"Roland," Kylie's voice startled him back to the real world. "we have an emergancy at Central Park, get a move on." Thank God for paranormal insidents, at least it would keep his mind off his problems.
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"There are five others just like him." The ambulance driver said as the crew carried the middle aged man from before and several bums in an ambulance. "It was like someone drained fourty years out of them."
"Syrin..." The very possibilityboth thrilled and struck fear in him.
"That can't be, we nailed her and her sister weeks ago." Gerret blurted as the sheet from one of the stretchers got caught in a wheel, forcing the sheet to gradualy slide off the victim.
"Then explain that." The evidence was apparent, the recently revealed bum had jumped fourty years in age, drooling on the cot. "I don't think any other ghost could pull that off."
"You're not going to start acting all weird again are you?" Eduardo rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
"Not this time." Normaly, Roland would've given him a dirty look, but the possibility of seeing Syrin again blocked any efforts out.
A entire change of his world could be quite exact. Syrin ruined his interest for anyother girl; they just seemed so...ordinary. Luckily, his teamates had given up on trying to fix him up with other girls and resorted to playing of "What About Her" were they'd see a girl that he might like when his back was turned and discuss. Roland knew he wasn't gay (at least he was pretty sure) and asexuality was out of the question so it had to be good old fashioned love-at-first-sight. To heck if the experts said it was infatuation, infatuation dies and his feelings still remained. On the other hand, this kind of feeling wasn't healthy and maybe it would be better if he dated girls who were his own species. There was that Jesse Thorton girl from his geometry class. She was a single mother, but he liked kids so that was no problem.
"Roland," Kylie's voice startled him back to the real world. "we have an emergancy at Central Park, get a move on." Thank God for paranormal insidents, at least it would keep his mind off his problems.
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"There are five others just like him." The ambulance driver said as the crew carried the middle aged man from before and several bums in an ambulance. "It was like someone drained fourty years out of them."
"Syrin..." The very possibilityboth thrilled and struck fear in him.
"That can't be, we nailed her and her sister weeks ago." Gerret blurted as the sheet from one of the stretchers got caught in a wheel, forcing the sheet to gradualy slide off the victim.
"Then explain that." The evidence was apparent, the recently revealed bum had jumped fourty years in age, drooling on the cot. "I don't think any other ghost could pull that off."
"You're not going to start acting all weird again are you?" Eduardo rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
"Not this time." Normaly, Roland would've given him a dirty look, but the possibility of seeing Syrin again blocked any efforts out.