AN: I just found out that Dominic Lucero died in 1994 of cancer. That's only two years after Newsies. Why didn't anyone fill me in on this? I don't think I am going to be able to watch the movie the same way again.

Well now that I know this, this story is dedicated to Dominic Lucero even though Bumlets isn't in it.

And the other thing is he died on July 1. That's my birthday. Well now that I have got that off of my chest here's the next chapter.

Blink's POV

I was scared to death! I didn't know if that creature was going to come back or not. And on top of that Mush is acting weirder that he has been acting.

He is in a lot of pain and we can't do anything about it.

And to make things even worse, Skittery is now in Mush's old condition. He's shaking uncontroably, sweating, and he isn't making a sound.

Then it got cold all of a sudden and I turned around to see the ghost that saved Skittery.

I jumped a little at the sight of him but I knew he was only there to help us.

He slowly walked up to us and laid one of his bloody hands on Mush's chest.

Mush went rigid and I knocked his hand away.

"What are you doing to him?" I asked.

"I'm helping him." He said is a very creepy voice. His breath reached my neck and it gave me goosebumps. It was so cold.

I took my hand away and he went back to his previous business. He laid his hand back on Mush and did some weird movements with his fingers.

I looked at the other guys and they had the same bewildered, skeptical looks on their faces that I know was one mine.

The he reached up and did something on Mush's forehead and Mush bolted up.

Then the ghost was gone just like that.

Mush put a hand to his forehead and then looked around.

"What happened?" He asked and then he caught a look at Skittery.

"What's wrong with him?" Mush asked.

"We don't know." Spot said putting a hand on his shoulder.

We filled Mush in on what had happened and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't remember anything past jumping in the lake.

"Is it just me or does that ghost look really familiar?" Jack asked out of nowhere.

"You know I haven't really paid attention to what he looks like." I said with a bit of sarcasm.

"Wait a minute." Race said still holding the back of his head. "Jack's right."

"Well that's just crazy." Spot said. "I don't think we know a ghost that is 100 years old."

"You never know." Jack said.

"Well that's not important right now." I said getting back on the real issue.

"Yeah you're right." Race said.

There was a huge crash from somewhere in the woods and our heads bolted to where the noise came from.

"What was that?" I asked which was kind of stupid because there guess was about as god as mine.

Then Skittery stood up and started walking towards the woods.

"Where ya going Skitts?" Race asked as we all slowly stood up and started to follow him.

He turned around and his eyes were totally white. This caused all of us to jump back with surprise.

First Mush's eyes became black and now Skittery's are white.

Then before we knew it Mush started walking in a zombie state just like Skittery was doing.

"Mush get back here." I said but he didn't even turn around.

"We gotta do something!" Spot said as Skittery began walking toward the woods again.

"Grab them!" Jack yelled and me, Race, and Spot ran to get them.

"I grabbed Mush and Spot grabbed Skittery.

He fought me for a minute but I was surprised when he suddenly went limp in my arms. It surprised me so much that I almost dropped him.

I looked over to Spot and Skittery had done exactly the same thing as Mush.

This was getting too weird.

Before I could finish my thought the monster emerged from the woods and began storming toward me.

AN: REVIEW PLEASE! And please read the author's note at the top if you haven't already.