This chapter will be a bit depressing... no deaths, just depressing. You've been warned my friends.


Casper, Mantha and Ra were chatting happily as they headed over to Thatch's room. It was a new day now, a Friday, and they wanted to see how he was doing. After all, yesterday he seemed to be doing better. Maybe he could get out soon.

To be honest, they really wanted to talk to Thatch about what they saw. And about the way they treated him. They didn't have the chance to do so yesterday because Thatch had spent most of his time talking to Fatch, Richard, Zeke and Lexi, and became to tired for them to talk to him any further. They really wanted to give him an apology, especially since they knew he didn't have a choice in anything he did. Sure he bullied them blue, but again, he really didn't have a choice. Besides, it was either that or death. Any sane person would have chosen life.

" I wonder if Thatch is feeling any better. "

Casper asked softly, getting a smile from of Mantha. She swore, that ghost was way to considerate. But at least it wasn't a bad thing. Finally the three reached Thatch's room. However, before they even went in, they could hear what sounded like sobbing. They looked at each other briefly before rushing in.

There, sitting on the cot, was Thatch himself who was sitting with his knees close, his face buried in a pillow. Sizzling could be heard coming from the pillow, as the vampires acid tears burned through it. He was also trembling terribly, as if he were afraid of something.

Casper immediately floated over to the vampire, placing a gentle hand on his shoulders. Thatch immediately looked up, tears streaming down his face. He frowned deeply before shoving his face back into his pillow. The ghost responded by moving his hand to his back, moving his hand up and down soothingly.

Mantha and Ra looked at each other briefly before rushing over and attempting to comfort the vampire as well.


It took a few minutes for Thatch to calm down, but once he did he was left with rosy cheeks from embarrassment as he tried to scrub all signs of his crying off his face. Naturally the other creatures got curious and finally had to ask.

" Thatch? "

Casper asked timidly.

" What happened? Why were you crying like that? "

The vampire cringed harshly, hugging his pillow close again.

" No. "

He muttered.

" No... no... I can't... I can't..."

" It might make you feel better. "

" I can't... I can't... "

Casper narrowed his eyes a bit, getting a bit nervous. Thatch was talking as if he were stuck somewhere. The ghost was hoping this wasn't nearly as serious as it sounded. Slowly he grabbed the vampires chin, forcing him to face him.

" You need to tell us. It's killing you. "

Mantha and Ra could see a slight look of trust in Thatch's eyes, realizing Casper had broken through. The two smiled, truly amazed at Casper's ability to sooth the vampire. Thatch sniffled a bit, gripping the pillow so hard the feathers began to pop out.

" I... I had a dream of purgatory... "

" You were in purgatory? "

" I saw my parents there... Frost and Charlene to, Fatch's kidnapper parents? They... they reminded of all my mistakes, a-and... "

Thatch stopped himself, covering his mouth, eyes watering a bit. Mantha looked at the boy sadly, slowly approaching him and sitting beside him, placing a hand on the other side of him.

" Take it easy. "

She soothed, copying the action Casper had been doing. Thatch blushed violently, now avoiding eye contact with the zombie girl. Mantha personally. Found this strange, but decided not to say anything as Thatch was already was in a delicate state.

" We will try our best to understand. "

Thatch smiled warmly for a moment before frowning again, looking down at the ground.

" I... realized I really am a horrible person... "

The group of three looked truly shocked for a moment, unable to believe what they'd heard.

" They were right about me... they were right about everything... I'm helpless... pathetic... hell, I'm a freakin' jerk... it might have even been better if I was left in purgatory... "

Everyones mouths dropped, unable to believe what was just heard.

" Besides, pretty much everyone hates me anyway... "

Something snapped in the mummy, something that rarely ever snapped. Ra walked right up to him and smacked him across the face. Everybody looked at the mummy in shock. The mummy hardly ever became that violent.

" Don't you DARE talk like that! "

He growled.

" Of course people would care! I'd care! Casper'd care! "

" ... Would Mantha care...? "

Mantha was a bit offended by this. Thatch really thought she wouldn't care?... Did he really think she hated him or something...?

" Of course she'd care! "

Ra yelped, also not believing Thatch didn't think Mantha'd care.

" Never think we wouldn't care! Sure we hate some of the thinks you did, but we don't hate YOU. You didn't have a choice. In fact, we forgive you. "

Thatch looked the mummy in the eyes, unable to believe what he heard.

" R-really? "

Ra nodded warmly.

" Can we... start over? "

Thatch asked, looking like he was beginning to get emotional again. Ra smiled, folding his hands behind his back.

" Yeah. Sounds great. I'm, eh, sorry I slapped you. "

Thatch giggled a bit before laughing.

" It's fine. I needed it. "

Soon the other three began laughing as well, slowly embracing the vampire, who seemed to accept it happily. And, to be honest, the others were enjoying it as well.


Holy crap this took forever to type. O.O"

Sorry people. This was an off day for me today. Bonsoir.