To all those who read Plague.I know it sucked but I needed it for an
English and History project. And to move the plot along to this. I still
don't own Nny, Devi, Tenna, Squee, Pepito, Elize or anyone else I don't own
but forgot to mention. This story is the sequel to Plague (sequel to
Tomorrow Comes Today) and third in the series "Death is Never the End" so
you should probably read those first to get what's going on here. By now
I've abandoned all hope of this being true to the original plot the way it
was supposed to in the beginning. Now it's more of a JTHM meets sci-fi
story. But enough talk, on with the story.
Spirits of Time
Chapter 1: When Eternity Ends
"Johnny C.? I know you're awake. You're not going back, you know." Johnny opened his eyes to the same place from which he had been sent back to Earth twice before. "I know." His face was blank, but inside he was grinning. It was over now. No more confusion, no more voices, no more drama. He knew he wasn't going to Heaven to be all content and stuff with the chair people and head explody powers, but whatever this was, it had to be better than what he left.
"I think you set a record for the number of times dying within the time span of six months!"
"I know I'm not going back, but why?"
"Well, the aforementioned record for one. Why have someone that dies every other week when you could have someone that lasts at least a little longer? And don't worry about who will replace you. We've already taken care of that. She seems similar enough to you to do just as well a job of killing off those who never took advantage of the fact that their minds had evolved past the mental capacity of Neanderthals. If they didn't give me the wrong information as a joke again, I think her name is Devi D."
"Devi? She's alive?"
"Well yeah. You needed a replacement and she already had voices forming."
"So if I'm not going back, what am I doing?"
"You're staying here. I suggest going to the lower plane, it has quite a view. Especially around midnight. Just don't take advantage of the opportunity to disturb the living, you might get stuck on Earth as a ghost."
"Nny went to the lower plane out of a lack of anything better to do. He could go on a killing spree in Hell, but he wasn't in the mood. After all, he would have all of eternity to do that sort of thing. If nothing else, the lower plane was a sight more beautiful and complex than anything on Earth. Everything around him was a swirling mass of light gray and purple except for one wall. The wall facing outward was almost transparent. There was only a wall of wind going at seemingly hundreds of miles per hour blocking him from visions of the living world.
"So.who should I check on first?"
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It was a dark and stormy Halloween night. Squee, Melanie and Pepito ran to Todd's house for shelter after a violent thunderstorm interrupted their Trick or Treating. Squee's mom didn't notice. His dad just said to quit having frat parties in the house. After they had eaten enough candy to rot out ten sets of teeth, they decided to play truth or dare. Melanie had to get on the roof and scream "KIWIS ARE RABID AND LEMONS WILL EAT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!!!"
Pepito had to listen to the entire Britney CD without screaming in agony as his brain melted and his eardrums exploded. Not that it really happened, but you get the picture. "Okay, your turn Squee. Truth or dare? And don't pick truth again. I can only ask you what your favorite color is so many times."
"Okay.dare. Just promise you won't do anything with sponges! They're scaaary!!" "And a method of birth control on Seinfeld. Hmm..let's see.."
"Oh! I've got a good one!", Melanie shrieked as her eyes brightened with a sinister glare. "I dare you to wake the dead!"
"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Do you have a Ouija board?"
"Yeah. Last time I used it someone named Drew said he lived in the refrigerator. The cold froze his brain."
"Let's just hope the reincarnation of the ice cream doesn't answer again." Squee dug around in his closet and pulled out a box and took out a board covered with letters, numbers and suns and moons with yes and no written in them. Next to it was an oddly shaped thing with a magnifying glass in the middle. He put the glass in the middle of the board and they each put a finger on it.
"What should I ask it?"
"Ask them for their name."
"Okay. So what's your name?" A cool breeze swept through the room and the thermometer on the wall moved slowly but steadily down to more than ten degrees below normal. The magnifying glass moved across the board to spell out "Don't you know?" "So do I know you?"
"No one really knows me. I don't know a lot about myself. But you know me." Squee thought about who it could be. His mommy and daddy were alive and he had no friends really except Pepito and Melanie. But they were right next to him. He hadn't seen the scary neighbor man since March, but he hadn't seen him very often before that either. Was it one of the bullies at school who played Russian Roulette? Or was it that old man from the alleyway behind the mall? What if it was.no. It couldn't be Grandpa. He finally died last month when he swallowed his fake teeth and tried to get them out by exploding them with pop rocks and soda. Then he died of natural causes, or semi-natural causes in his case. The sentence preceding that has absolutely nothing to do with the story.
"Are they really a ghost? Ask them how many people are in this room", Melanie said with a hint of boredom in her voice.
"How many people are in this room, Mr. or Mrs. Spooky dead ghosty person?"
"7."
They all stared at the number for a second, then ran out of the room screaming at the top of their little lungs.
(A/N: The ghost named Drew who lived in the refrigerator and the seven people in the room when there were only three counting him really happened to me! Not that anyone cares, just thought it might be interesting.)
Spirits of Time
Chapter 1: When Eternity Ends
"Johnny C.? I know you're awake. You're not going back, you know." Johnny opened his eyes to the same place from which he had been sent back to Earth twice before. "I know." His face was blank, but inside he was grinning. It was over now. No more confusion, no more voices, no more drama. He knew he wasn't going to Heaven to be all content and stuff with the chair people and head explody powers, but whatever this was, it had to be better than what he left.
"I think you set a record for the number of times dying within the time span of six months!"
"I know I'm not going back, but why?"
"Well, the aforementioned record for one. Why have someone that dies every other week when you could have someone that lasts at least a little longer? And don't worry about who will replace you. We've already taken care of that. She seems similar enough to you to do just as well a job of killing off those who never took advantage of the fact that their minds had evolved past the mental capacity of Neanderthals. If they didn't give me the wrong information as a joke again, I think her name is Devi D."
"Devi? She's alive?"
"Well yeah. You needed a replacement and she already had voices forming."
"So if I'm not going back, what am I doing?"
"You're staying here. I suggest going to the lower plane, it has quite a view. Especially around midnight. Just don't take advantage of the opportunity to disturb the living, you might get stuck on Earth as a ghost."
"Nny went to the lower plane out of a lack of anything better to do. He could go on a killing spree in Hell, but he wasn't in the mood. After all, he would have all of eternity to do that sort of thing. If nothing else, the lower plane was a sight more beautiful and complex than anything on Earth. Everything around him was a swirling mass of light gray and purple except for one wall. The wall facing outward was almost transparent. There was only a wall of wind going at seemingly hundreds of miles per hour blocking him from visions of the living world.
"So.who should I check on first?"
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It was a dark and stormy Halloween night. Squee, Melanie and Pepito ran to Todd's house for shelter after a violent thunderstorm interrupted their Trick or Treating. Squee's mom didn't notice. His dad just said to quit having frat parties in the house. After they had eaten enough candy to rot out ten sets of teeth, they decided to play truth or dare. Melanie had to get on the roof and scream "KIWIS ARE RABID AND LEMONS WILL EAT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!!!"
Pepito had to listen to the entire Britney CD without screaming in agony as his brain melted and his eardrums exploded. Not that it really happened, but you get the picture. "Okay, your turn Squee. Truth or dare? And don't pick truth again. I can only ask you what your favorite color is so many times."
"Okay.dare. Just promise you won't do anything with sponges! They're scaaary!!" "And a method of birth control on Seinfeld. Hmm..let's see.."
"Oh! I've got a good one!", Melanie shrieked as her eyes brightened with a sinister glare. "I dare you to wake the dead!"
"SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Do you have a Ouija board?"
"Yeah. Last time I used it someone named Drew said he lived in the refrigerator. The cold froze his brain."
"Let's just hope the reincarnation of the ice cream doesn't answer again." Squee dug around in his closet and pulled out a box and took out a board covered with letters, numbers and suns and moons with yes and no written in them. Next to it was an oddly shaped thing with a magnifying glass in the middle. He put the glass in the middle of the board and they each put a finger on it.
"What should I ask it?"
"Ask them for their name."
"Okay. So what's your name?" A cool breeze swept through the room and the thermometer on the wall moved slowly but steadily down to more than ten degrees below normal. The magnifying glass moved across the board to spell out "Don't you know?" "So do I know you?"
"No one really knows me. I don't know a lot about myself. But you know me." Squee thought about who it could be. His mommy and daddy were alive and he had no friends really except Pepito and Melanie. But they were right next to him. He hadn't seen the scary neighbor man since March, but he hadn't seen him very often before that either. Was it one of the bullies at school who played Russian Roulette? Or was it that old man from the alleyway behind the mall? What if it was.no. It couldn't be Grandpa. He finally died last month when he swallowed his fake teeth and tried to get them out by exploding them with pop rocks and soda. Then he died of natural causes, or semi-natural causes in his case. The sentence preceding that has absolutely nothing to do with the story.
"Are they really a ghost? Ask them how many people are in this room", Melanie said with a hint of boredom in her voice.
"How many people are in this room, Mr. or Mrs. Spooky dead ghosty person?"
"7."
They all stared at the number for a second, then ran out of the room screaming at the top of their little lungs.
(A/N: The ghost named Drew who lived in the refrigerator and the seven people in the room when there were only three counting him really happened to me! Not that anyone cares, just thought it might be interesting.)
