Misty has not eaten in a long time, but I am helpless, watching

Misty has not eaten in a long time, but I am helpless, watching. I cannot tell her that I will always be with her… it is literally true. /"That is up to you."/ It had said. The death date is up to me. How can I postpone it? /"What are you going to do? Think at me?"/ Perhaps, as my voice is inaudible I could try that… /Misty? You must eat!/

"What?" Misty says in alarm. "Who?"

/Misty! You can hear me! I'm Ash./

"You died…"

/I know. I wish I hadn't, for your sake… but I am eternally confined like this now… just a soul… no body… I will be with you… always… so do not die so soon. Eat!/

"How do I know this isn't my mind?"

/Misty….?/ I plead for recognition.

"A soul without a body. I am a body without a soul, come to me… If you are Ash.. then the body will be filled."

/Float over? OK./ I do so… I feel what she feels, she feels me, the unique me, and lets me in.

"Misty… can you see me?" We are in a plain of grass, generated in our minds.

"Yes… Ash!" She says breathlessly… You came back to me!"

"Yes… yes Misty I have."