Playing with the Dead

A fan fiction by Kate-chan 91

Disclaimer: I only own this fanfic, and you know it.

Kate-chan 91's tidbits (A/N): Here's the final part of Part Two. Enjoy!

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Part Two

Chapter Five: Stop it, Danny!

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"…They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast..." –"Hotel California", performed by the Eagles

8 October 2005 "Arasoi wa mada tsuzukun darou

Dono michi ima ga taisetsu na no sa

Gamushara ni natte miotoshite kita mono

Tatoeba dare ka no yasashii hohoemi mo"

This keeps playing like as if I'm in "Jaws" or something- about to be eaten by the shark. I guess that's true since Danny's always around every time I hear it playing… and that means very often since he's appearing everywhere at inconvenient times more and more often than the day before. Now, he's not even disappearing when I yell at him to go away over and over again, and I seem to be the only one who can see him. As if the whole student body of Casper High didn't think I'm insane already… .

9 October 2005

I'm sleeping with my grandma tonight for many reasons, but there is a main one. As crazy as this sounds, I've heard Danny talking to me at night for the last couple of days. Usually, it's just "Sam…Sam…" in a distanced voice, but today I got the fright of my life.

The day started out as normal as it can after Danny decided to haunt me, simple as that. When I got home, the phone in the hallway by the main entrance started ringing. Thinking it was Tucker for some reason (he usually calls me by cell phone nowadays), I answered it. Instead of Tucker, I got someone else… someone whose voice was familiar: Danny's.

It was distant-sounding and was definitely Danny's, but the very thought of someone that's been dead for years calling you (or anyone) is too disturbing, even for me. As "Sam… Sam… Guess who…" came from the phone, I heard a tap on the window behind me. Cautiously, I turned around and pulled back the curtain. Big mistake- I saw Danny waving at me like as if we were friends since forever. "Shinjitsu no Uta" was playing loudly.

That's when I felt a tug at my skirt. I looked down and saw a hand coming from the wall doing the job; it was semi-translucent. Right away, I knew it was Danny's.

Obviously, I screamed and ran upstairs as fast I could. While I knew it wouldn't get me away from Danny, it would probably slow him down slightly. I'm just giving myself more time to breathe, I guess.

10 October 2005

Still haven't gotten over what happened yesterday. It seemed like he was going to try to kill me, but I escaped just in time. I felt helpless…I hate that feeling.

Anyway, don't you hate it when no one listens to you? Danny seems to be more rebellious and hell-bent on finishing me off more than ever. Last night, he was pulling my sleeping bag under Grandma's bed last night. He didn't stop until Grandma woke up and my parents ran into the room.

Earlier today, I was sent to see Mr. Baum again since today's Monday. Even a week later, the loser was still freaked out about 'poltergeist activity' in his office and he ran off halfway through. That seems to be the ONLY good thing about Danny now. --

11 October 2005 I'm in a paddy wagon now- I snapped and started laughing crazy so my parents called the guys that work at the insane asylum just outside of town.
The truth is, I got fed up with Danny's crap and tried to fight back. I tried everything: I turned my bed so it'd would double as a 'trench', smashed all my Do As Infinity CD's into pieces much to my sadness (this was to try to get "Shinjitsu no Uta" to go away), and threw everything at him, including my old robin eggs blue diary (complete with pictures of Tucker, Cubby and me), a lamp, anything that would've hurt a mortal. (Too bad it doesn't harm him.)
All of this was complete with screaming, sobbing, and maniacal laughing. My parents now thought I had gone insane and that I was going to kill them all as far as I know, so- wait, I already wrote it down. . (BTW, I better hurry up since they might confiscate this any second now thinking I'm gonna use it as a weapon; I hid it as they sent me to the van…) I really thought I got away from Danny by the time I got in here, but I'm starting to hear

"Eien o shireba donna kurayami mo

Itami mo itsuka kiete

Sou yatte ima wa watashi o yogoshite

Zutto mukashi mita tenkuu no shiro ni

Itsuka wa tadoritsukeru

Shinjitsu no uta o michishirube ni shite"

Now and I can see a black haired boy right behind me. STOP THIS VAN! STOP IT, STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT, D

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Keith jumped and let go of the diary, which dropped onto the floor.

"Son of a bitch! What was that!" she yelled as she reintroduced her mental self to the real world.

Just then, Broussard opened the door. Keith repeated her question to Broussard. He answered with, "Probably just Officer Tandy seeing a plastic cockroach in the coffee room, just that."

Stupid Tandy, she's always screaming about something…Keith thought as she asked him, "Why did you come in the room then? I thought someone was about to be murdered, raped or mugged."

"I just wanted to tell you," he replied, "that Miss Manson's parents are coming over to your office tomorrow."

"Thanks, Broussard. I was wondering about that. Is that all?"

"Yes, Detective Keith." As he said that he left the room.

Keith than picked up the diary and turned back to the October 11th entry. She noticed it ended with the last sentence being half-finished. As she turned all the pages following that, she noticed they were all blank; it was the last entry.

Wanting to know a little bit more about Sam's parents at that very second, and she meant that second, she shut the diary and opened her door. It was her good luck Broussard was at the end of the hallway tying his shoe.

"HEY, BROUSSARD!" she called. "GET OVER HERE!"

He ran back towards her. "What do you want Keith?" he asked.

"Broussard… do you think it's too late for me to reschedule Mr. and Mrs. Manson's interrogation?"

End of Part Two

End of Chapter Five

A/N: That's it for part two. Part three will be mainly concentrated on the insane asylum and Sam's final moments on Earth.

I hope you have enjoyed this fanfic so far. Please review before you go; it makes me more confident of what I should do and if I did a good job at this so far. If I have a lack of reviews, there's a chance I may place this on hiatus. (Either y'all don't like it or this is because this is in the "Restricted" section…--)

Either way, I hope I'll see y'all soon, ya hear?

Ja Ne!

Kate-chan 91