A Ghost from the Past

Riza gasped, the image in the mirror was of a blood covered man, he was almost completely covered in bloody scabs and burns. He walked towards her and she turned around, no one was there. She looked back in the mirror and his face was directly behind her. He lifted a knife to her neck.

She suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder and she swung around with a scream, her gun in her hands. "Riza… Riza calm down it's just me…" Roy told her and she looked at him.

"R-Roy?" She asked curiously.

"Yeah… what are you doing in here?" Roy looked at her, looking over her shoulder at the box.

"N-nothing… I was just looking around…"

"Well… let's get out of here…" Roy told her and Riza gulped, nodding as Roy led her out. She looked over her shoulder once more and saw the figure in the corner, standing with blood dripping off it.

"R-Roy!" Riza squeezed his hand.

"What is it?" Roy asked looking back at her. She looked over her shoulder once more and it was gone.

"Did you see that?" Riza was shaking.

"See what? Riza come on… I think you just need to rest." Roy told her and shut the door behind them.

A little while later Riza was sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace, wrapped up in a blanket.

"You took quite a scare lieutenant, you're still as white as a sheet." Roy smiled, handing her a glass of whisky. "This'll warm you up right away." Riza nodded and sipped it as Roy sat down.

"What is that room?" Riza asked him.

"…" Roy was staring into the fireplace, petting Hayate absently.

"Colonel?"

"Yes… that room… it has some things in it of mine… I rarely go in there anymore but I suspect I should… clean it out…" Roy said thoughtfully.

"Roy… what is in there?"

"Just some old things of mine… some other things of my mothers… it's all junk… I really need to throw it out but… I just can't seem to be able to." Roy smiled faintly. Riza looked out the window and gasped.

"Damn there's no way I'm getting home in that!" A full fledged blizzard was making its mark in Central.

"Well you can stay here tonight." Roy told her.

"I-I can?" Riza looked over at him.

"Yeah, I'll fix you up a room and you can stay here…I mean unless that's not…"

"Sure… thank you colonel!" Riza agreed. She knew that there was nothing else she could do and she wasn't going to risk her life just to get home in a storm when she could just stay in a nice warm house… with a ghost.

"I'll be right back." Roy walked up the stairs. Riza leaned down and petted Hayate. 'What was that? Who was that? And what is the Colonel hiding… maybe tonight I can sneak into the room…'

Hayate whined slightly and Riza looked into the fireplace then gasped. The face was back, the blank staring eyes, the blood covered face. "WHAAAAAA!" Riza jumped up, terrified and tripped over the couch, knocking both her and the couch over. Roy ran down the stairs.

"Riza?" He ran over to her and knelt down. She put her hand up on the side of his face and looked at him.

"God… what is that? Who is that?" She was terrified. Roy wrapped one of his arms around her waist and helped her up.

"How about I fix you a palette in my room?" Roy suggested. "You might feel better… with someone nearby…" Riza nodded as Roy righted the couch and helped her back onto it. He turned to leave again but she grabbed his hand.

"Roy… please… may I come with you?" She shivered… Roy looked at her, it was not normal for her to act this way, normally she was extremely professional and straight laced but tonight was different. He nodded.

"Something must have really scared you lieutenant…" Roy told her as they walked up the stairs.

"Y-Yeah…" She nodded.

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