The rest of the walk to Sam's house was quiet. Too quiet.
They reached the porch and Tucker descided to head home to get his PS2. "I'm not spenting a single day without it." He had said before running off. Danny and Sam went inside to be met by Mrs. Mason. "Sammantha, take your things up to your then come back down here, alone. We need to talk."
Sam shrugged and lead Danny to her room. "Make yourself at home." Sam said opening the door and throwing her bag on the floor next to her desk. "I have a feeling this is going to take awhile." She left, shutting the door behind her. Danny dropped his books on Sam's desk and sighed. "This is going to be one weird weekend." he said to himself. 'Wow. It has been along time since i've been here.'
Danny looked around. The posters of various bands that had hung on the walls had been replaced by a giant colage of pictures of Sam, Tucker, and himself. Sam's old, squeaky bed had been replaced with a water bed. Her comforter was made of black velvet, with matching pillow covers. A large stero system sat against the the only wall not covered in pictures with and exstinsive collection of CDs stacked next to it. He reconised the computer that Sam had got last Christmas sitting on her desk. A picture of Sam and himself dancing at the school dance was taped to the corner of themontor.
Danny smiled. 'Just like Sam' he thought, sitting down on the edge of her bed. Danny leaned back carefully as not to make the bed move too much. He closed his eyes and relaxed. Not for long!
Danny's ghost breath went off just as he heard Sam scream.