I'm back!

"Suze!"

I turned around to see a bloody Mercy running toward us.

"Nombre di dios! Mercy! What happened?" Jesse led her to the bench under the tree that we were standing under. She had been crying and had a huge cut on the side of her cheek.

"Paul." She said quietly. " He dropped his books in the hall today, so I bent down to help him. I saw one of the books on time traveling.

"You won't it in there." He said, pointing to my books. "The answers you're looking for."

"He also had notes on how he was going to get rid if Jesse. He told me if I told one of you, he's kill me too." She started crying and Jesse put his arms around her, whispering stuff to her in Spanish. I looked back at the Mission.

Paul was no longer desroying it,but making loud noises instead.Realization hit me hard.

"We have to go." Jesse looked over from Mercy and looked me in the eye. "Susannah, what's wrong?" I tunred to face him. "Jesse, he's only making those noises to disrtact us."

Jesse got up, hodong Mercy's hand. "Susannah." His voice was shaking with fear, and when I turned to see who, or what, it was behind me, I didn't blame him.

"RUN!" We wasted no time. We ran as Paul started hurling uprooted trees at us. See, I knew ghosts could do that! Jesse just under estimates me sometimes. Anyway, we finally made it to the car.

"Jesse! Step on it!" He floored it, and we went speeding out of the Mission's parkinglot. Mercy screamed as a tree lande in front of us, barely missing us. "Jesse!" We swirved and went speeding up to where Big Sur was. Paul was hurling everything he could think of at us. But funny enough, I wasn't thinking of Paul trying to, and probably would be soon, killing us. I was trying to figure out what exactly he was.

"Look out!" Jesse swirved just in time so we wouldn't be sent off the cliff we were on. The car hit the railing which almost flipped us over. "Are you okay?" I nodded, Mercy looked at us, but was still in shock.

"Jesse." I whispered. Jesse followed my gaze to see Paul walking toward us. His eyes were amost red, and he had on one of his trademark smirks.

"Susannah, Susannah, Susannah." He smiled at me as he leaned up against the car. He stuck his hand through the broken window and stroked my cheek. I pushed him away.

"Why are you doing this, Paul?"

He smirked again. "Because, Susie. I told you I would have you. And if I can't have you, no one can."

As he said those last three words, we felt the car lifting up.

"Paul! Are you insane?" He laughed as he moved the car over to the edge of the cliff. Funny, as he did this, the first thing that popped into my mind was that this was how Micheal killed the RLS Angels. Well, in a way, you know. He wasn't a phycopathic crazy ghost thingy. Phycopathic? Yes. Crazy? Definelty. But a ghost thingy? Nope.

"Paul!" I screamed as he put our car on the edge of the cliff. I could feel Jesse's hand tighten around my own.

"Paul! Please!" I could see Mercy's face in the rear-view mirror. Tears were running down her cheeks.

He laughed harder as the car began to tilt.

"See ya later, Susie-Q."

I grabbed onto Jesse tight.

And then we fell.

All the way down the cliff.

To meet our deaths as we hit the beach that was under us.

Oh well, at leats now I'll get to see where ghosts go after I mediate them.

Put I just pray that I don't end up on this very beach singing "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall."

And then I saw a very bright light.

I know what you're thinking. "Don't go to the light!" Right?

Well, I couldn't help it. I was being pulled into that bright light.

And there was nothing I could do to stop it.

So there you have it. Another chapter! now please, go review! Now!