Chapter 5
Danny looked at the pallid ghost girl sideways, eyes narrowed. "You're telling me you're not the ghost haunting Hayley?" he asked unbelievingly.
"No. I mean, yes. I mean, I'm not…" she trailed off miserably.
"Well, make up your mind! It's kind of urgent." Danny interjected, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently.
"I'm sorry," she replied softly, staring at the ground.
"Sorry for what? Nearly driving a girl insane? I'm not sure an apology will cut it. Maybe if you wrote her a nice note—" snapped Danny sarcastically.
"I would never hurt her!" The spirit asserted, looking up at him defiantly. In a moment it had passed, and she stared at the ground once more.
After a few seconds, Danny replied, "Oookay. Then if you're not the spirit haunting Hayley, I'm gonna go find the one that is." He turned around and started walking in the opposite direction. "I'll be back to deal with you later."
"I know—" The girl called after him, stopping mid-sentence. She started again, a little softer, "I know I'm not the ghost you're looking for—"
Danny stopped in his tracks, a little chill running down his spine. He recalled using almost the exact same phrase some time ago, when he had a run in with the Guys in White involving Freakshow and the Reality Gauntlet…
"—but I might be able to help you find it."