Vlad walked into the kitchen and looked at my face. "What's wrong Danny?" he said. I blinked and shook my head. Without answering I ran from the kitchen and left the house. As soon as I was far enough away I changed into my ghost form and flew towards Tucker's house.

When I arrived I instantly noticed that something was terribly wrong. All of the metal on the house was gone. Boards had fallen off because of the lack of nails. I flew into the house intangibly because I did not trust the hinge-less door and started to look around. No one was in the ruined house.

I flew into Tucker's room and gasped. All of his technological things were scattered on the floor. All of the metal wiring and microchips were gone and all that was left was a hunk of plastic. "Tucker!" I yelled. Nothing but silence responded.

There suddenly was a loud rumbling and out of instinct I became intangible. The house suddenly collapsed around me and I was left floating above a pile of wood. I flew away back towards my house. I had to warn my family.

Speaking of my family they were standing outside the house looking for me. I landed in front of them and changed back to normal. Jazz grabbed me in another one of her tight hugs. "Thank god you're safe Danny!" she said.

I looked at Vlad who took a deep breath and said, "We heard a terrible rumbling noise and thought for sure you were in danger." He let go a sigh of relief. At least they were still safe for now.

Jazz stepped back and I decided that I needed to let go of one last secret. "Sam is in trouble because of the time traveling device that I used to change the past." Only Vlad seemed to understand, but that was enough for me. "You all need to leave before something else happens."

Mom and Jazz looked at each other fearfully but Vlad looked defiant. "I've stuck with you through everything so far and I will stay with you to the bitter end." He had a halfhearted smile on his face.

Part of me wanted to take Vlad with me for comfort, but the other half knew that it would be a bad thing to do. Finally I insisted on him not coming with me. He looked angry but then stopped arguing. I should have been suspicious but I had too much other stuff on my mind.

Mom came up and hugged me. "I don't know where you came from Danny but please be careful. I'm sure your real mother would hate me if you got hurt." She was trying to joke but I could tell that she was sad. It was clear that she had realized that I was different too.

Vlad took my arm and pulled me over to where mom and Jazz wouldn't hear us. "It's hard for me to say this Danny but I realize now that this may be the last time we see each other again." I looked at him confusedly and he continued. "You must have realized by now that you're going to have to choose."

My stomach turned to ice. What would I choose? Would I live hear with Vlad as my father and no archenemy? Or would I go back to keeping my identity a secret from my parents, fighting ghosts everyday and having Vlad as an enemy instead of a friend?

At first I immediately wanted to stay here with Vlad. Life would be easy. No ghost attacks, no crazy ghost obsessed parents, popularity at school, and most importantly an understanding father who cared more about me than his stupid hobbies.

Then I felt a wave of homesickness rush over me. I missed my old parent's stupid yet brilliant inventions, and I actually missed the thrill I received from fighting ghosts. I even missed the way my dad acted like a kid. Either choice had advantages and disadvantages.

Vlad smiled at me and said, "Do me a favor kid." I looked up. "When you change things back to normal I want you to forgive me, the evil me, for everything I had done to you." He sighed. "It seems like when I had ghost powers I didn't make as good choices as you did with yours."

I stayed silent and watched his face. He smiled and winked at me. Then he walked up and pulled me into a hug. I didn't know whether to cry or not. "Jack is a lucky man." He said. I realized that he was talking about my previous father instead of the Jack who had been evil. "He has you for a son." Tears streamed down my face and I wasn't sure whose they were.

Vlad stepped back and sighed. "Well you've stayed here long enough." He said. "Now it's time for you to save the world again." Vlad smiled and walked away from me. I had never felt more alone in my life.

I walked towards Sam's house in my human form. I was still too deep in though to try and fly without running into things. As I came closer to Sam's house I felt as if something was pulling me there very slightly.

After awhile the pull became terrifyingly strong and when I tried to walk away from Sam's house I discovered that I couldn't. It was like something was hypnotizing me. I changed into my ghost form and the pull instantly stopped. Instead I now felt an irrational dread of going forward. It was like I was being repelled.

I pushed onward and struggled against the force pushing me away. It was almost as hard as resisting the pull in my human form. Finally it seemed like I passed a shield because the pull instantly stopped.

When I had been traveling to Sam's I had been concentrating so hard on staying on course that I hadn't seen anything around me. Now as I looked around I saw more houses in a similar condition as Tucker's was. The metal had been stripped and they were all nothing more than a pile of wood.

Another thing I noticed was the eerie silence. Absolutely no one was around. I turned around and saw that I was directly in front of the Manson Mansion. Although now it looked very strange.

The metal had also been stripped from this house and replaced with plastic so that it wouldn't collapse. Either someone hated metal very much- or they collected it. I took one last look around and entered the mansion.

As I entered the house I bumped into something and it tipped over. I looked down and froze. It was a person lying there like a statue. On closer inspection I realized that it was Mr. Lancer. His eyes were glazed over and I would have assumed he was dead if it were not for the faint wheezy breaths that were coming from him.

I walked over and knelt down in front of him. As soon as I was in front of his eyes he jumped up. "The Talisman! What am I doing here?" He looked around and then at me. "I must say that I do not approve of teenagers dying their hair young man." It took me a moment to realize that he didn't know that I was a ghost.

"Mr. Lancer, sir? Do you remember anything?" He blinked and looked thoughtful. "Even the smallest detail might be helpful."

Suddenly he thought of something. "I remember walking here against my will." He said. "But when I got here there were a lot of other people. I can't remember what happened after that." He rubbed his fingers against his bald temples.

I thanked him and left him puzzling over his lost memory. The best thing to do would be to find Sam. I floated from room to empty room and still found no one. Finally I came to Sam's room and peaked inside. To my dismay there was still no one around.

After what felt like hours of searching I got bored and simply turned intangible. I fell through several floors and suddenly I saw something that I had not seen before. The room around me looked like a medieval torture chamber.

I flew up one floor and realized that I was in the basement. There was a very dark passageway leading somewhere. I lit up an ecto-blast in my hand and the hall was bathed with an eerie green glow.

My eyes flicked everywhere as I floated silently down the passage. Fear had clamped around me like a cold hand. I saw torches up ahead and let my ecto-blast fade. At the end of the hall there was a huge chamber that seemed to go on forever.

In the chamber I saw all of the residents of Amity Park, and Sam was sitting in the very middle of the cavern on a throne.

Only it wasn't Sam.

Ha Ha Ha! Now you have to read the next chapter to find out what happened to Sam!