CHAPTER 6: POSESSION

Russel awoke to the feeling of cold cement across his face. Was he dead? He didn't know. He cringed as he felt a sharp pain in his arm. The left sleeve of his shirt was soaked with blood. Suddenly he remembered what had happened. The shooting, it was over. Russel closed his eyes, trying to think. It was such a tragedy and now he had a bullet wound in his shoulder.

Time had passed since then as Russel laid there; too hurt to move or get up, but suddenly he felt two hands on his shoulders. "We've got a live one here!" he heard a voice shout. What was happening? He couldn't open his eyes. Suddenly he felt warmth all around him. "Hang on kid, you'll be safe soon." Said the voice, it belonged to a male. Then he felt the feeling of motion and heard the sounds of a wailing siren. But soon they faded out as he slipped into unconsciousness.

Darkness was all around him, but soon it was suddenly shattered by a bright white light (Do Do do, Alcohol Alcohol Alcohol white light! ) He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was in a large room that had green painted walls and a tiled floor. Sunshine lit up the room from a window that was nearby. Russel then realized he was lying in a bed that had thick sheets. He was also in different clothes, a hospital patient dress. A women that was dressed as a nurse came into his room. "Oh, you've finally regained consciousness. That's great to see." She smiled at him. "Were am I?" Russel asked. "You're at Brooklyn general Hospital. The paramedics brought you here last night, they found you lying on the street, it's a good thing they were able to take that bullet out of your arm and fix your wound." She said.

Russel glanced over at his arm and saw that his shoulder was rapped in a tan bandage. It was also in a sling. "But how, where are my friends?" He asked. "I'm so sorry dear, they didn't make it." She had a worried look in her eyes. "Do you need anything right now Russel?"

"Uh yes, I am very hungry, do you have any food?" he asked. "Oh we do have a fridge downstairs in the hospital kitchen." She said. "That's good; bring everything from the fridge up here." Russel told her. "What? That's crazy." She said surprised. "But I'm really hungry." He pleaded. "Okay, fine. Just try to get some rest before I get back." The nurse sighed, and with that she left the room.

Russel settled down under the covers and thought to himself

This isn't that bad, a warm bed, nurses who bring you any food you want But what about what she said? My friends. I'm sorry guys, I tried to save you but they got me, rest in peace. Anyway I should get some sleep.

Russel slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

"Yeah man, your right about that. I kinda like this place too."

Russel quickly sat up with wide eyes. "Who said that?" he asked looking around.

"I did" said a voice.

"Where are you?" Russel asked confused.

"Right here." The voice replied.

"I don't see you anywhere." Russel said.

"Of course you can't man, I'm inside you." The voice said.

"What are you talking about?" Russel asked, confused.

"Hmm…I see you don't understand. Allow me to explain, when you were involved in that shooting last night, your friends tragically died and you lost consciousness, during that time their souls were channeled into your body and thus it created me."

"But who are you?" Russel asked.

"Oh my name is Del." Said the voice.

"Del, huh? We'll Del, I'm not so sure if I believe you. Okay you are saying that I am possessed by the spirits of Darell, Mikey, and Marcus. And also you are inside me?" Russel asked.

"Yeah, that's what I'm sayin man." Del said.

Russel burst out with laughter.

"Yeah yeah, very funny. Hey, if you don't believe me, go into your bathroom and look in the mirror above the sink." Del told him.

"Why?" Russel asked

"Just do it" Del said annoyed.

Russel uncovered himself and put his feet on the floor. The tile felt cold against his skin. It felt kinda weird for Russel but he managed to get into the bathroom. He clicked on the light switch and almost screamed when he looked into the mirror and saw his reflection. Both of his eyes were glowing a pale white, his pupils had disappeared completely.

"See, now do you believe me?" Del asked.

Russel ran out of the bathroom and got back into bed. He settled down and pulled the covers over him. "I can't believe this is happening. First, I'm late for school. Then I get a detention. Then some gang members run me and my friends down, they get killed and I almost get shot to death. I get landed here and now I'm possessed by a ghost." He mumbled. "This is horrible, how am I gonna achieve my dream of becoming a great drummer?

"Could my life get any more suckish?"

"I don't know man?"

"Well since we are going to be stuck together, can you at least tell me what you look like?" Russel asked sitting up.

"Uh sure but its gonna have to take a lot of concentration to expel me out of you. Just close your eyes and concentrate hard."

"Okay, I'll try." Russel shut his eyes and sat in silence. He had to put all his energy into this. All of a sudden, the room went dark.

"Your doing it man! Just keep concentrating."

Russel felt a tingle ling feeling all over. He looked down at his arm and was shocked to see that he was glowing a light blue. With a burst, a flash of bright light filled the room. When it faded, Russel rubbed his eyes and saw someone standing in front of him. He was large and his skin tone was light blue and he had a face with large eyes and dread-lockish hair. A yellow cap was on his head, and he wore a white t-shirt.

"You did it." Del said.

Russel was frozen.

"Great job, I can't believe you got me out on your first try. This is going to be great living together, huh Russ?"

Suddenly, with a jolt, Russel fell down across the bed.

"Hey Russel?"

Silence

"Hey Russel, wake up. Hello?"

To be Continued….

Okay, I hope you guys liked it. Sorry it took so long to update but I've been so lazy lately.