The Death of a loved one
Cut's sharp at a knife
Causing the lover
To sleepwalk through life
The Ghost world at work
The Humans close behind
The clouds of insanity
Are the rulers of his mind.
The rain soaked his white hair; it ran down his face and into his brilliant glowing green eyes. His face was soaked with both rain and tears, he felt sick. He had been outside for a long time, asking death to strike him. He was staring at the puddles beneath his feet. He felt torn apart after her death, as if something in him had died with her. He had told her he loved her that night on the phone. But now... now he wasn't so sure. He wasn't sure of much anymore, who he was, who his friends were, his purpose in life. Was he even alive? He was depressed more then he let on, let on to whom? His friends? His family? Who were friends and family, but mortals. People born to this Earth and just as easily shall be taken away. "Sam, why? Why did you go? Why did you have to leave me? WHY?" That last why echoed off the dark walls of the empty ally. The words were morphed with each repetition, changing into a horrible grown that wasn't saying why. It was saying die. He collapsed onto his knees the water of the puddle below was like liquid ice. He was hunched over hands curled up on the ground, shaking. It was a mix of emotions, rage, fear, sadness, but mostly confusion and emptiness. The emptiness was horrible; it was emotionless pain, clear and deadly. Her made a small noise that sounded like it was supposed to be a sob but at the last second he ran out of tears. "WHY?" he screamed. The noise was once again transformed. Die echoed all through his ears. He fell back into the water clutching his ears trying to ignore the fiery pain that burned deep inside him. As the deathly cold echo subsided Danny began wishing it hadn't; the silence pressed around him suffocating him. It hadn't done this before; it wouldn't do this now, not if Sam were still alive. His head was throbbing as the silence pulsed around him as if it were alive, alive and out to get him. "Rest!" he said aloud. That was what he needed a little rest. But the word began to change just as why had done. The word death drilled itself inside Danny's already throbbing skull. Lightning flashed its white-hot heat over Danny's head. The thunder followed it shaking the treacherous walls with every crash. Danny choked on his own breath; his vision was blurred beyond all hope. He was having thoughts, horrible thoughts maybe it was his fault. Maybe he had killed her. It didn't make sense he was nowhere near her how could he have done it. But he didn't investigate when the ghosts had been unusually inactive that night. Maybe if he had then she'd be here. She'd be here if it weren't for him. "NO!" his own cry startled him. "I didn't! I didn't kill her." He told himself. He sat up curling his knees up to his chest. He began to rock back and forth, slowly. Lightning flashed again thunder shook the entire ally, Danny felt sick. There was so much he was afraid of at that given moment; he just wanted to die. Death would allow him to see her again. He was all alone, but something in the corner of his mind disagreed. "Tucker, you can't forget Tucker." It argued. A voice began to chant in the distance. It was a male voice, deep and mocking. Danny was shaking harder the ever as the words reached his ears.
"Little Danny took an ax he gave Samantha forty whacks. When he saw what he had done, he gave Tucker forty-one." The man chanted. A green sickly looking mist crept around Danny, engulfing his hands and his knees. The mist itself made him want to hurl, he felt slightly dizzy but he was too emotionally pained to notice.
"LIES! THEIR ALL LIES!" Danny yelled. The man said nothing; Danny thought for a split second he had won this emotional battle. But he had no such luck; the man had only remained silent so the echo of Danny's words could be heard clearly. Dies, Dies, Die, it said swirling around him so quickly he could almost see the words forming before his eyes. Lightning flashed before him, he did not see the words; instead he saw a black figure on horseback. Thunder boomed loudly covering up his own echo. Hoof beats echoed louder then the thunder, Danny saw black hooves rise through the mist and vanish under it hitting the gravel of the rode under him. But they didn't sound as if they were on gravel, they sounded like they were on cobblestone. Danny looked up; the horse was jet black with green fire for mane and green glowing eyes. A hood covered the rider's eyes, but he looked up revealing his own eyes to match the horse. Danny stumbled backwards through the rapidly thickening fog. The fog swirled around him it was dark everywhere except for those eyes, watching him, staring at him, torturing him. He flew up in a frenzy of sudden overwhelming panic and fell into a puddle gasping helplessly for air. The air burned in his lungs like fire, the rain pelted him as if it were hail. He was shivering from the cold above him, yet below him everything burned like fire. Fire, water...AIR! His lungs were screaming for air that he couldn't supply. Everything was blurred and mixed up, as he lay there, crumbled in a puddle. He wasn't unconscious but he was no longer himself. There was a flash as he changed into Danny Fenton. Above him the rider laughed. "You did no do well on this test dear boy. Not well enough that is." He laughed, that horrible frightful laugh that scared children into insomnia. The laughed echoed all around Danny and finally engulfed him completely.
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