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.