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Once everyone had left, the spooky silence filled the graveyard again.
There was something in the air, the kind of something that would raise the hairs on the back of your neck.
The air thickened, causing a harsh fog to encircle the graves.
If anyone was around, they could hear the clambering noises coming from her grave.
A bloody hand shot up from Lila's plot, and plunged it'self into the loose dirt and grass.
She slowely pulled herself from the deep grave, and gasped for air once her dirt filled hair and bloodshot eyes reached the surface.
[Lila's POV]
I used all my strength to pull myself above the cool ground.
I lay there for a moment, everything pulsating and burning.
I didn't reckognize where I was, but I could tell it was a cemetary of some kind.
I felt a sudden shock of understanding, my throat was bone dry, and my blood felt like ice.
Knowing what I'd find, I looked back towards the head of the grave I climbed out of.
The shock registered on my face, and I couldnt help but let a small, rugged gasp escape my lips.
There upon the tombstone, was my name, and a small inscription.
I had died.
Was I a ghost? Stuck somewhere between the two planes of existance.
I couldnt put two and two together. But I knew someone who could.
So I forced my rigid legs to move in what I thought was the direction of my short lived home.
After walking countless miles to Shreveport, I stumbled across the lawn of Chrissy's home.
The grass felt damp on my feet, though it didnt register as cold.
I made my way up to the front door, and out of habit, I walked through the front door.
My ragid voice called out to her, though my throat was too dry to make much sound.
Everything seemed foggy through my eyes, not quite able to see all the details of the familier main floor.
I could tell that Chrissy wasnt here, perhaps in her bedroom upstairs.
The stairs brought back the pain in my legs as I extended them to reach each step.
Once on the top floor, I inched towards her room.
I wasnt sure what I should say to her, I suppose anything would seem crazy considering I was dead.
I wondered if she'd even be able to see me, or if I'd have to move things with my thoughts to get her attention, like in the movies.
Her room was dark,a faint glow of the moon shone across her bead, and I could see her sleeping form.
I stood over her for a moment.I knew I should feel something, losing my best friend and all, but I just couldnt seem to feel anything.
So with hesitation, I bent down and touched my hand to her shoulder and shook her a bit. To my surprise, she actually moved, and I could feel her beneath my palm. She turned over restlessly, slowely letting her eyes flutter open.
What I thought would be a joyous reunion, turned out to be almost the opposite.I had no idea how long I'd been gone, or what to expect.
Chrissy let out a fearful shriek, jolting up in her bed.
My ears felt the sting of noise as she did so, and I couldnt help but bring my hands to my ears and bend over in agony.
"Lila?!" she gasped.
[/POV]
Now on her knees, hands to her ears, Lila waited for the pain to stop.
"Lila..." Chrissy whispered, getting out of bed and running to her side.
Lila jolted as she felt a grasp on her wrists.
"It's okay, I'm here." Chrissy Cooed.
Slowely she let her face rise to meet Chrissys'.
"Is that really you?" She asked in utter unbelief.
All she could do was look into Chrissys' eyes, unsure of what to say.
"Come with me." she said, as she helped Lila to her feet.
Once downstairs, Lila sat in one of the big chairs in thier living room, no pun intended.
"I have to make a call, will you be okay for a minute?" she asked softly.
All Lila could manage was a nod of her head.
"Okay.." Chrissy said, as she slowely made her way to the kitchen.
Digging through the drawers, she finally found two seperate small pieces of paper with the phone numbers on it.
She dialed the first into the cordless phone.
"Eric Speaking." a strong voice rang over the phone.
"Eric, It's Chrissy, I really need to speak to Godric, it's urgent."
Eric let out a sigh of inconvenience.
"Please hold." he said, insensitively.
A few moments went on before a soft voice came onto the line.
"This is Godric." he spoke.
"Godric, this is Chrissy Nelson, You won't belief who just walked into my house..."
Lila sat in the chair that seemed to envelop her. slowely, things seemed to slip back into sync with her reanimated body.
Her knuckles now stung, and she noticed they were bleeding. As if seeing wounds for the first time, she started feeling aches all over her body, and saught them out. This didnt feel quite the same to her...
"Thank you." Chrissy said, and hung up the phone.
Taking the second number, she punched it into the phone.
"Hello?" the deep voice said.
"Zach, We have a problem."
Ohhh..snap...xD
