The doctors were having a meeting in one of the back rooms of the hospital about what they were going to do about Danny Fenton.
"Well," One of the doctors offered, "During some extensive cell research did on Danny; we've found some disturbing results."
"What is it," Another one of the doctors piped up, "we need to know, what's happening to Danny is one of the strangest cases we've ever had in this hospital. One minute he's fine, the next minute he's a raving puking lunatic."
"Well," The first doctor continued, "It seems that Danny has never actually been completely fine."
"What do you mean?"
"We've discovered that his molecules are arranged in such an odd pattern. There are certain molecules that seem to be dead and have some kind of diseased bacteria on them. These molecules somehow have been taking over other molecules slowly, it's almost like he could go intangible if he wanted, like half of his body is just dead."
"That can't be right," The other doctor gaped.
"Well, it is. We should probably go tell our young 'ghost boy' our findings," The doctor joked lamely.
"And if this process continues, there is a high percentage that you might……die."
The doctor finished telling Danny this hesitantly and then slowly stood up and left the room, he had a feeling the kid might not be in a talkative mood.
Danny was alone once more with his thoughts.
The ghost portal must have turned him into half ghost; his ghost side must be slowly taking over his human side. If his human side was resisting it might be causing the bloody puke, trying its hardest to resist the ghost within.
It was no use. He knew ghosts, they were powerful beyond measure. If there his ghost side was waging a war with his human side he knew there could be no way to resist.
The ghosts had won.