Vertacius moaned, walking through the walls of a strange, dusty laboratory in Wisconsin.
"O, the one I love has been unfaithful, and I am lost, lost, lost!" She let tears stream freely from her eyes. "O, why have you done this to me, mon amour, amante; why have you forsaken me?! I loved you, my darling! Why did you leave me? Why did you kill me?!" She put a hand to her chest, and held a deep knife wound. "Oo, my darling! Why did you kill me?! Now I have to kill you, my darling…Yes, I think its finally time to let you pass on… Everything is perfect now…We can live forever."
She whispered the last part, and looked into the boys eyes.
"Dear, sweet love. Everything will be fine once Master Plasmius returns. He'll help us, mon amour. We'll be one spirit once again." Her pale hand reached out to him, but phased through his skin. The ghost wailed in emotional agony.
"Aiee! My love, my darling, soon!" She closed her eyes and wept, floating away.
"Don't end up like me, mon amour…." She whispered. "My love, my darling.."
She turned and left.