Author's Note: Welp, my prediction was correct, Damian unleashed his wrath on me and Ace wants to kill me in my sleep. Ah well, COME AT ME!
Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure I'm risking severe bodily harm by continuing this. I'm gonna die. ;-;
Enjoy!
(Damian's P.O.V)
"I swear to god if you hurt one hair on her head-"
My threat was disregarded by the ghost, chanting the usual 'give it back'.
"D-Don't look in his eyes!" Ayumi yelled.
"No crap Sherlock." I cursed under by breath, turning and pushing the others forewords.
"Move move MOVE!" I ordered.
We all ran, hearts pounding, dodging corpse after corpse.
'Hey it's almost like a corpse party- OHOHO WAIT!' I fell off my chair laughing inside at my lame joke.
And then the joke gods must have been angry because the next thing I know, we were at a dead end.
Darn you joke gods!
I felt the pinpricking sensation of Ryou right behind us, but he suddenly screamed.
I turned to see a familiar brunet behind him, splashing him with holy water.
"Begone foul spirit."
Ryou screamed again, vanishing.
'Tyler Enderborn...'
Author's Note: Sorry about the length, I go into a chapter just knowing what I want to happen and how it ends. The chapters may be short, but that just means there'll just be more of them.
