Sebastian walked around the dorm room, sitting down at the desk, before moving to the bed, and back to the desk. He wasn't sure what to do about what happened in that study hall. He wanted to tell Kurt, but he didn't get out of class for another few hours. Seb had tried following him around to his classes, thinking maybe that would distract him, but he got bored half way through the first class and had wandered around the school. He went to the library and looked to see if they might have anything on the topic, but he didn't find anything, which lead him back to being stuck in the room. He had never felt that feeling before, that had come from the picture, and he had a feeling that even if the picture was of him, it wasn't him that was doing it. He resigned himself to reading until Kurt got back, hoping Warbler practice would be short.

His concentration on the book broke when the door opened and Kurt walked through.

"Kurt!" Sebastian said, a bit too loudly, whilst jumping out of the desk chair.

"Woah, someone is excited." Kurt observed.

"Yes, no, okay, so you went and saw that picture in the freshman hall this morning-" He stated, but Kurt cut him off.

"How do you know that?"

"I was bored, I followed you. Anyway, I stayed there after you left, and something weird happened, I don't know what caused it, but something feels wrong about it." Sebastian said.

"What? You don't think you qualify as an esteemed alumni?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Well, technically no, but that is not what I am talking about, something felt evil, like I could feel it, like a spirit or something, I guess." Sebastian said, worried he might sound crazy.

"Well, a while ago I would have wondered what you were on, but I guess it doesn't seem too farfetched. What do you think we can do about it?" Kurt asked.

"We can try to find some books on possession or something? I don't really know what the protocol for haunted paintings is." Sebastian said.

"Me neither. Maybe the library has something?" Kurt suggested.

"Nah, I already checked. Can I use your laptop and see if I can find something?" Sebastian asked.

"Yeah, I didn't know you could use those, being ghost boy and everything."

"I don't know if I can either, but it's worth a shot. Worst case I can just dictate to you."

"Please don't ever make me look up porn for you." Kurt said, horrified at the idea.

"Yeah, that's not happening." Sebastian grinned as Kurt pulled out his laptop from his bag, and handed it to him. "Okay, let's see if I can work this." Sebastian set it on the desk and opened it, resting his fingers on the keyboard as he waited for it to load. "Alright." He said as it finished loading. He took the mouse and it moved with his hand. "Fantastic!" He said, opened the web surfer and sat back, not sure what to type. "What about 'There's a creepy feeling in my school portrait'?" He said, looking over at Kurt.

"Somehow I don't think that will work. How about looking up something about supernatural possession of inanimate objects?" Kurt suggested.

"Okay, let's see if this works." Sebastian stretched his fingers and made sure they were resting on the right keys. Then he started typing. A 'S' appeared in the screen in the search bar. "Good, I still remember how to type." Sebastian said. He reached over for a high five, and Kurt held his hand up, but Kurt's hand passed through Sebastian's. "That is really strange too, we should look that up too." He said, trying to hide his feelings of disappointment.

"Well, at least I can search for my own porn." He said, to lighten the mood. Kurt laughed at that and strangely it made him feel better.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Bas, let's see if we can figure this thing out. Maybe we can figure out why you are stuck here." Kurt said.

"Yeah, that would probably be good, but let's start with the painting." Sebastian clicked on the first link to come up. "Oh, look at this, it says there is a painting that was sold on eBay in 2000 that made people feel sick, oh, and they have some pictures, apparently the doll in the picture moved." Sebastian motioned to the pictures.

"Okay, so it is possible this has happened before. I don't think any of these listed here are photographs though, these are all paintings." Kurt pointed out.

"I don't see why there wouldn't be." Sebastian said. They continued looking through many more sites before coming to the conclusion that while the picture wasn't a painting, it was still haunted, though they weren't sure by what yet.

"What if it's Matthias?" Kurt asked out of the blue while they were searching through causes for possession.

"What do you mean?" Sebastian asked, confused.

"Well, you said that Matthias isn't here, right?" Sebastian nodded his head, and Kurt continued. "Maybe he is stuck in the picture, and since you knew him it gives you the creeps, or maybe it is his way to communicate with you. Have you gone there before?" Kurt asked.

"I try to avoid that hall, but I was there when the first put it up, though I didn't notice anything different, though if I did I forgot." Sebastian said, thinking back.

"Okay, do you have a picture of you that is the same as the one they put in the painting? Like in a yearbook or something?" Kurt asked.

"Oh, yeah, it would be in the yearbook. I think they keep a copy of it in the library." Sebastian said. "Do you want to head down there and see it?"

"Yeah, can you come with, or how does it work for you?"

"I don't really know, I haven't tried to appear to people outside this room, I mean, I did try to appear, but it didn't work since they didn't live in this dorm, so you might be able to see me. If it does work you probably shouldn't talk to me or they might make you see the nurse." Sebastian said.

"Okay, let's head down there. Dinner starts kind of soon, but we can at least get some books checked out." Kurt grabbed his messenger bag, and walked over to the door and opened. "You ready Seb?"

"Might as well be." Sebastian said. He walked over to Kurt and walked through, Kurt followed him. "So, can you see me?" Sebastian asked, once they were both in the hallway.

"Yeah." Kurt said. "Do you think other people can hear you?"

"I haven't thought about that. I think they might be able too."

"Okay, well, keep it down until we can figure out how to test that." The walked down to the library, and Kurt sat down at the library catalog computer. He typed in 'Yearbook' and a list of years came up.

"Hmm, 2008 is it I think." Sebastian said, pointing to the year on the screen. They looked up the number and went over to the shelves where they were stored, which was luckily in the back of the library.

"So where would it be in here?" Kurt asked.

"Turn to the Warblers page, they keep the pictures of the Warblers on a separate page."

Kurt found the page and looked for Sebastian's picture. "Oh, here it is." He said, pointing to it.

"Alright, do you want to see if we can scan it and enlarge it? We can go back to the study nook and see if anything as changed between the two of them."

"Okay, let me just go to the scanner, I'm not sure that it will be very great quality. Oh!" Kurt said, as he had an idea. "Do you think it would be online anywhere? Either on the school website or in one of the news articles?"

"Possibly, that would work a lot better than scanning it." They took the yearbook with them, and sat back down at the computer, and began searching for articles about Sebastian's murder.

"Here is one, and it has your picture!" Kurt exclaimed. He selected it and sent it to the printer. "Do you want to go pick that up?" He asked Sebastian.

"Not unless you want to pay for the therapy of some kid who saw a paper floating." Sebastian smirked as Kurt rolled his eyes but got up to get the paper himself anyway.

"Well, I am glad that we got this, I guess we won't need the yearbook anymore." Kurt set it back in the shelf with the other yearbooks. "Shall we go check out the picture?" Kurt gathered his bag and the paper, and they left the library.

"Do you think you feel that strange feeling again?" Kurt asked quietly, trying not to draw attention to the fact that, to others, he was speaking to thin air.

"I don't know, I hope not 'cause it was not fucking fun, but we'll see." They turned down the freshman hall, and Kurt's eyes were again drawn to the many portraits lining the walls.

"Did you go to school with any of these people?" He asked.

"Not that I know of, I didn't really talk to a lot of people outside of Jeff and the Warblers though." Sebastian admitted.

They reached the end of the hall and turned into the study nook, which was luckily empty.

"Okay, let's see if anything is off." Kurt said, pulling the picture out of his bag and putting it next to the portrait.

"What about this?" Sebastian said, pointing to the portrait, "my hands are folded differently than in the one on the website."

"That is definitely suspicious." Kurt agreed. "Also this, the background is lighter in the website one."

"Well, there have definitely been some changes. The background could be photoshopping that they did prior to hanging it up, but it's possible it isn't. Let's sit down here and see if anything happens." Sebastian motioned for Kurt to take a seat in the chair opposite of Sebastian.

"Alright, but I can't stay long, dinner starts soon, and I can't miss it, Warblers practice has been brutal, I'm starving." Kurt said, sitting down.

"I haven't eaten in 2 years, I think you can survive." Sebastian said.

"Do you actually feel hunger though? If you do that must suck."

"Hah! No, no hunger, at least not yet." They both fell silent and stared at the picture for a few minutes. "Okay this is boring as hell." Sebastian exclaimed, standing up. "If it really is haunted it probably has some sort of intelligence, and isn't going to move if it knows we are here."

"You're probably right." Kurt said, slightly defeated. "What are we going to do?"

"I guess we can just check on it every so often? I would suggest leaving a camera here, but I wouldn't trust the freshman not to take it."

"Good point. Okay, so can you check it every night, and I can check it before breakfast and when I leave Warblers practice?"

"Yeah, that sounds good, I hope we can figure it out soon." Sebastian said. He walked over to the picture on the wall and held up his hand to touch the frame. "Ow! Shit! Shit! What the fuck?"

"What happened?" Kurt said, moving to his side.

"I don't know. Something zapped me!"

"Did you touch the frame? Maybe it was a nail." Kurt reasoned.

"Kurt, I'm a ghost. I can't exactly prick my finger, I don't have a body to be pricked."

Kurt smirked at that, then schooled his face into something more serious. "Do you think it was the spirit?"

"No, Kurt. I think it was the butler in the library with a candle stick." He glared. "Yes I think it was the spirit. Or whatever it is. Come on, let's leave it to creep out freshman while we figure out what it could be."

"Whatever you say, oh ghosty one." Kurt mocked, but followed him back down the hall. As they reached the exit, a bell rang.

"Well, that's dinner." Kurt said. "I'll see you afterwards?" Sebastian nodded and they went their separate ways. Sebastian headed back up to the room, planning to see if he could find out more information, and see what his family was doing. Kurt turned down another hall, and headed to the cafeteria.

"Kurt!" Jeff called out, running up to him and pulling him to the Warbler table after he had gotten dinner. "Come eat with us! We have to discuss something about practice."

"Okay Jeff, I'm coming." He did his best to balance his plate with one hand as he was shoved into the nearest chair.

Wes, who was sitting at the head of the table, stood up, and tapped his spoon on the table. "Hello esteemed Warblers. It has been brought to my attention that that our dear brother in song, Andrew, has broken his ankle riding his motorcycle home from practice today, and will be unable to perform at the next choir competition." The Warblers were silent for a moment, and Thad raised his hand.

"Yes Thad?" Wes asked, giving him permission to speak.

"Who then will get the solo? He was set to sing our opening number!" Thad sounded distressed.

"That is true. We will have to find a replacement. Who would like to take over his number? We don't have time to choice a new song, but we need someone else to step up." Wes looked each Warbler in the eye, waiting for a volunteer. When his eyes reached Kurt, Kurt felt a hand grab his wrist and hold it up over his head. "Yes Kurt?" Wes asked.

Before Kurt could stutter a response Jeff spoke for him. "Kurt can sing it!"

"What? No I can't! Other people, Warblers who have been here longer should sing it." Kurt interjected.

"But Kurt, you have the best voice here, and we really want to win!" Jeff said.

Wes tapped his gavel on the table, signaling everyone to be silent. "Kurt, Jeff is right, you do have the best voice, do you want to sing it? I know it's lower than normal for you."

"Um, I guess I can, I think I have the words down, so it shouldn't be too hard for me to take over, I just need to learn his steps." Kurt said.

"Okay, then it is settled. Kurt will be singing 'Being Alive', our opening number." The Warblers cheered and they went back to their meal, the impromptu meeting concluded with another tap of the gavel.

When Kurt returned to his room, he found his laptop open to a word document, where Sebastian had typed 'Gone to check on the picture. Don't wait up.' Kurt closed down his laptop and finished some of his homework, before laying down to sleep.