"Oh god." Danny whimpered, "What am I going to do?" He had just gotten to
school, and walked into the bathroom, feeling like he might throw up. Then
he looked in the mirror. On his forehead was the mark. He wasn't in ghost
mode, and it wasn't a faint mark. It was as bright as the noonday sun. "Oh
god. I'm so dead. Oh god."
He had tried rubbing it off, washing it off, wiping it off, everything short of tearing the skin off of his face. Then he remembered. Sam was a girl, right? She wore makeup, right? So maybe she'd have something to cover up his forehead. So with one hand over his face, Danny ran to find Sam.
As soon as Sam saw him, she froze. "What's the matter, Danny? You look like you've seen a ghost...um, or something."
Danny showed her the mark. "Can you cover it up?" He asked.
"Well..." she said, "I might have something..." she dug through her backpack. "Ok," she says. "I found it. This is called cover-up. It should cover-up the...thing." But as soon as she touched his forehead, something strange began to happen. Both Sam and Danny felt dizzy, swayed, and blacked-out.
When Danny woke up, he felt.......odd, to say the least. The feeling was comparable to the way he felt after pulling that all-nighter it 8th grade. He opened his eyes, and sat up, or at least he tried to. Even the slight movement of lifting his head pained him. So he looked around from a horizontal position—and sat up with a start, wincing. He wasn't in the school anymore; he wasn't even in a place he recognized. He was in the middle of what seemed to be a large forest, but the trees were larger than he thought trees could get. He yelped. Staring out of the trees were what seemed to be people. Small people, with white hair, and green eyes...
He would have run after them, but they vanished into the trees. Literally, vanished. They had dematerialized. He sat down again, with a wince, and looked around again, seeing something that made him bounce up. He was starting to feel like a seesaw...up and down...up and down. But there on the forest floor was Sam.
He ran over, and shook her, trying to wake her up. "Sam, Sam, are you ok? Speak to me, Sam. Sam?" Finally she awoke, looking at him with wide, frightened eyes.
"What happened?" she asked? "Did I blackout? That happened to me once when I was..." she trailed off as she noticed where they were. "WHAT HAPPENED?"
"Well," said Danny. "This is where we're both at a loss."
He had tried rubbing it off, washing it off, wiping it off, everything short of tearing the skin off of his face. Then he remembered. Sam was a girl, right? She wore makeup, right? So maybe she'd have something to cover up his forehead. So with one hand over his face, Danny ran to find Sam.
As soon as Sam saw him, she froze. "What's the matter, Danny? You look like you've seen a ghost...um, or something."
Danny showed her the mark. "Can you cover it up?" He asked.
"Well..." she said, "I might have something..." she dug through her backpack. "Ok," she says. "I found it. This is called cover-up. It should cover-up the...thing." But as soon as she touched his forehead, something strange began to happen. Both Sam and Danny felt dizzy, swayed, and blacked-out.
When Danny woke up, he felt.......odd, to say the least. The feeling was comparable to the way he felt after pulling that all-nighter it 8th grade. He opened his eyes, and sat up, or at least he tried to. Even the slight movement of lifting his head pained him. So he looked around from a horizontal position—and sat up with a start, wincing. He wasn't in the school anymore; he wasn't even in a place he recognized. He was in the middle of what seemed to be a large forest, but the trees were larger than he thought trees could get. He yelped. Staring out of the trees were what seemed to be people. Small people, with white hair, and green eyes...
He would have run after them, but they vanished into the trees. Literally, vanished. They had dematerialized. He sat down again, with a wince, and looked around again, seeing something that made him bounce up. He was starting to feel like a seesaw...up and down...up and down. But there on the forest floor was Sam.
He ran over, and shook her, trying to wake her up. "Sam, Sam, are you ok? Speak to me, Sam. Sam?" Finally she awoke, looking at him with wide, frightened eyes.
"What happened?" she asked? "Did I blackout? That happened to me once when I was..." she trailed off as she noticed where they were. "WHAT HAPPENED?"
"Well," said Danny. "This is where we're both at a loss."