A/N: scroll down if you don't want to read chapter 3 again.
When Jack woke up he could hardly see a thing, he also noticed he was in a small box.
"I have to get out of here" he said to himself.
Luckily there was enough room inside the coffin for Jack to move. Gathering a his strength he started to punch the box and make a small hole, if only to be covered in "What on earth, or under it I guess" he started to claw himself out of his grave.
Straitening up he looked at what he thought would be bleeding hands and gave a heart stopping cry of horror and pain. His hands, which were once flesh and bone, were now just pure white bone. Jack reached up and felt his head; he was a walking, talking skeleton. How ironic, he mused, gaze shifting slightly to the resting place of his only companion. Jack paused, "If I'm dead, but still alive… maybe." Knelling in front of his beloved dog's grave and felling rather foolish began to call. "Here Zero, here boy" and gave a yelp of surprise when he saw Zero's head poking through his dog house grave.
Zero leapt up and began to lick Jack's skull that as if on cue, fell off.
Crawling over to his head and placing it back on top of his shoulders, with some difficulty, Jack started to laugh, still chuckling "We make quite a pair, don't we?" he asked Zero who just rolled his eyes, his nose shining brightly. As the Jack-o-lantern sun started to rise they made their way out of the graveyard and towards the little town of Halloween.
As Jack and Zero wandered through the gates of Halloweentown, they were surprised to see zombies and witches walking or flying around. Looking round, creatures stopped and started to point and whisper at the skeleton man. Some smiled kindly as if to say "I know what you've been through and I know how you feel"
"Its ok" Jack reassured himself "they all look friendly, I'm sure no-one bites"
Turning a corner he found himself face to fang with a group of vampires that seemed to take little interest in him. "Not unless you have blood in you that is" a little voice in the back of jacks' head told him. Jack was so busy looking at the different shaped houses and the stalls of bats blood and rat eyes that he didn't see the squat little mayor stood talking to the man with an axe in his head and ran straight into him, the mayor fell over in a very ungraceful way.
"Oh my, I'm terribly sorry" Jack said to the man whose head swivelled round to a ridiculously happy face startling Jack and Zero. "Oh, think nothing of it. Erm… I'm afraid I don't know your name" "I'm Jack and this is Zero" Zero immediately started to lick the mayor making him break out into a fit of giggles. "Nice to meet you Jack you too Zero. Now, I hate to ask this but when did you die?" "On Halloween, I think" "Splendid, I'm the mayor of Halloweentown" "Oh then you might be able to help us. Are there any hotels or houses we could stay at?" Jack asked "Hmm… well there's the king's old house, all it needs is an owner" "That would be great" Jack yawned "Ah I can see your tired I'll take you straight to your house but first I suggest you get yourself some food" Noticing Jack's face he added "Nothing different just some bread, butter and jam until your ready for something new"
Jack nodded somehow he didn't think he'd be able to stomach dead man's hand on toast for breakfast.
The mayor drove them to the house; Jack had to stand on the edge of the car because he was too tall for it while Zero slept in the car on the seat next to the mayor. They stopped at a magnificently tall tower on the edge of town that looked untouched except for a couple of cobwebs. "Well I'll see you later Jack there's a town meeting tomorrow if you'd like to come" "Thanks Mr Mayor I'll come tomorrow" The mayor smiled and started his car and drove off. "Well boy lets go and see our new home" Jack sighed before opening the door, they dragged their tired feet up the stairs and before Jack or Zero knew it they were asleep.
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