Chapter 2: New Heralds

A repeating buzzing noise fills the air off a room, filled with all kinds of ghost related stuff. A hand rises out from under some blue bed sheets and hits an alarm clock, causing it to fall the ground with a thud. A human figure rises from the bed sheets and reaches over to a bedside cabinet and puts on glasses to see the world much less blurry. His hair is short, and light blonde. He looks in the mirror to see a slightly chubby body stare him back.

"Ugh… note to self. NEVER do an all-nighter on the spectral plane… ever again." The man said to himself in a daze. He then hears sneezing from the other room.

"God damn it... Not another one…" He heads out into another room and finds his friend, a skinny black haired guy sneezing into a tissue.

"I swear… Someday, your eyes are gonna pop out when you sneeze." The blonde hair man said.

"Well… sorry, but sneezing fits run in my family." The skinny guy retorts back before sneezing again.

The blonde man looks at the clock on the wall.

"Shoot! We are so late for class!"

The other guy looks as well and drops the tissue.

"Come on then! Get moving!"

The two start rushing around, getting themselves ready. Once that is all done, they try and catch the bus… but don't make it in time.

"Well fan- bloody - tastic! We're screwed for sure!" The blonde man yells as he kicks the side of the bus shelter.

"Not yet. I have something up my sleeve! To the garage!" His friend shouts as he dashes off.

They arrive at the garage and open the door to reveal…

"Ok. Explain this." The blonde man says to his friend, not sounding very happy. He looks upon a very beaten up old yellow Jeep Wrangler Sport. Paint missing from it, windows smashed and one of it's fenders hanging on by just some rope.

"What? I got it for less than 500! With a few mods, she'll be a beaut!" says the Blacked haired man excitedly. Then… the fender falls off.

"A beaut, huh?" The blonde man says sarcastically. "Reminds me of an old Transformer i had as a child."

The Black haired guy reattaches the fender then gets in the jeep and puts his stuff in the back seats.

"You coming Sam?"

Sam hops in the truck as well.

"So quick question," Sam asked. "Why didn't we go to this straight away?"

"It's not exactly safe…" The dark haired man replied.

"I hope I don't die in this thing Eoin…"

The truck's engine then roars into semi life and splutters down the road towards the local college.