I couldn't tell Mom. It was too hard. Don't get me wrong, she knows. It just wasn't me who told her. It was Maddie and Mr Moseby.

I am now sat on my bed, as Mom slowly gulps her way through each sentence as if she thinks it's a fluke. Her son's not really dead. Her son's not really dead. He can't be. That's what she's thinking.

Zack is sitting beside me, but he isn't doing much. He asks a few questions here and there, but he doesn't actually do anything. It still makes it hard to concentrate.

'Were you th-there w-when it h-happened?' Mom asks, not being able to look me in the eye.

'Yes.' Zack says, answering for me.

I don't say anything because Zack's already said it, but then I realise that she can't see, hear or feel his presence.

'Cody?'

'H-Huh? Oh right. Yeah, I-I was there.'

'I'm not really dead, am I?' Zack says to me.

'Was there lots of blood?' Mom asks.

'Yes. I-I mean, no. I mean, yes. Oh, just go away and leave me alone!' I shout, standing up.

Mom looks slightly hurt, but I let it pass. She walks out the room, as I turn round to look at my brother. But he's gone too.

'Over here.' Comes a voice from behind me.

I spin around, but there's no-one there. 'Zack?' I whisper.

'Behind you.'

I turn around again, but he keeps disappearing. I start breathing deeply. 'Zack?' I say louder.

'You were never good at hide and seek, even when I was alive.' He says, as a chill rolls down my spine.

'Zack!' I hiss, annoyed.

'Fine.' He appears again, dressed in different clothes.

'How'd you get those?'

'Just thought of them. Quite easy really.'

'Oh, right.' I say, sitting down on my bed again.

Suddenly, there's a gust of wind, so much that I'm knocked off my bed and onto the floor. Zack kneels down to help me, but he can't. My hand goes straight through his.

'Who's there?' Zack asks, standing up.

I get up as well and I see a man standing there, dressed in a black cloak. He hands my brother a piece of paper, and as I peer I see 2 columns.

To Dieand Dead

'What's this?' Zack asks the man.

'I think that's pretty obvious.' Suddenly Zack is in an identical black cloak to the man's.

'Okay, I didn't think of these clothes.' Zack says, inspecting the list, on which names keep appearing and disappearing.

'What have you turned him into?' I ask, dreading the answer.

'Death.'

Oh my, I didn't see that coming. Oh well. Please Read + Review!