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Chapter Three: Sefier's Ghost

In the tech room...

"Are you sure this'll work?" Sefier asked. He was connected to the computer via a network of electrodes, planted all over his body. He scratched irritably at one on his face, the things itched like crazy!

"Don't scratch!" warned Laguna. "We need them to pick up on your facial movements, too." He typed in a series of commands. "Now, the hologram should copy your movements, too. Let's test it out."

Sefier waved a hand. The holo waved a hand. Sefier kicked a leg. The holo did, too. Finally, Sefier put on his best 'Evil Grin.' He was so stunned by the results that he stumbled back a few steps, along with his hologram, causing everyone to laugh.

"Great!" Laguna laughed. "Now, I'll just make it transparent..." He hit a few keys and the holo became see-through. Finally, Laguna added chains. Lots of chains.

"SPOOKY," commented Fujin.

"Now, all you gotta do is act spooky, ya know," added Raijin. "Squall'll be scared out of his mind, ya know!"

"START NOW?" asked Fujin.

"Yes," Laguna grinned mischeviously, pressing the power button. The projector in Squall's quarters turned on.

Meanwhile...

Squall finally woke up, struggling to keep his eyelids open. Still feeling groggy, he reached to open the door to his room. But something was wrong with the doorknob...was that Sefier's face? For one frozen moment, the two stared at each other, then Squall jerked back his hand. But the apparation was gone. "Whatever..." declared Squall. He was just tired, that was all.

Still, he did get up and check everything...nothing under his bed, nobody under the sofa, nothing under the table...every room was just as usual. Squall finally finished his inspecction (luckily missing the projector in his search) and sat down in the armchair. Nothing could get past the security cameras, anyway...the very security cameras that his friends were watching his every action through (and laughing so hard thier sides hurt).

Sefier chose this moment to walk right through Squall's front door, and stand, smirking, in front of him. "I- I don't believie it! Sefier's ghost?!" Squall exclaimed, leaping to his feet. "What do you wan't from me?"

"A lot," smirked Sefier. "A whole lot." He was enjoying this to no end.

Suddenly, Squall had an idea. "Can you sit down?" He'd see if this ghost was real or not.

In the tech room, Laguna hurredly shoved a stool at Sefier, who confidently sat down on it.

To Squall's eyes it looked as though Sefier had sat down in the armchair right across from him. "You don't believe in me, do you?" Sefier observed.

"No." Squall's face had found it's way back to it's usual state of expressionlessness. " It's probably just something I ate," he continued, trying to convince himself more than the ghost.

"You think so, huh?" said Sefier. Suddenly he jumped up, screaming, and Squall noticed for the first time the long web of chains that was started at Sefier's belt and was rattling as though it had a life of it's own. He began groping at his own belt for his gunbalde, which was, of course, not there.

"Now do you believe in me?!" yelled Sefier, really getting into it.

"Yes!" Squall yelled back. "But why have you come to me?"

"I have a message for you...." Sefier replied mysteriously. "Hell really exisits, you know. I've been there."

Squall's face turned white. "The...the chain?" he croaked out.

Sefier shook his head "It wasn't made there. I made it while I was alive." He leaned closer to Squall's face. "Bit by bit." Closer. "Link by link." Even closer. "Would you like to know how long yours is?"

Squall involuntarily glanced at the floor, as though expecting to see chains piled around him. There were none.

"Of course, you can't see it," Sefier continued. "You wouldn't want to, anyway." He laughed bitterly.

Squall snapped out of his stupor. "Get to the point," He said in an icy voice.

"You will be visited by three spirits," said Sefier. "One for past, present, and future." He held up a finger for each one. "I just hope you have better luck than I did!" Then, laughing maniacaly, Sefier rattled the chains one more time and swooped out of the room.

Squall sat trembling in his armchair. "Whatever..." he mumbled to himself, but it didn't have much heart to it. Then, as Rinoa's cycling narcotic kicked in, fell into a restless sleep once more.

In the Tech Room

"Did you have to be so mean to him?!" Rinoa snapped at Sefier as Fujin and Raijin helped him rip off the electrodes.

"Revenge," Sefier grinned, "is so sweet. And so is this technology! When is this stuff coming out on the market, Laguna?"

"Soon..."Laguna mumbled, typing furiously at the computer. Suddenly, Rinoa started to giggle like crazy.

"What is it?!" demanded Sefier as Rinoa continued to laugh.

"LOOK," said Fujin, handing him a mirror. Sefier gasped, looking at all the little red dots on his face that the electrodes had left.