We watched in concern as the trembling blonde's eyes peered around the lunch hall, his gaze resting on something we couldn't see everywhere he turned, Wendy took a tentative step forwards and placed her hand sofly on his shoulder. "Tweek look at me" she instructed. Tweek's fearfilled eyes reluctantly met Wendy's gaze and widened in surprise.

"Y-your mark is green" he gasped.

"It's a long story" Wendy explained. "Tell me what you can see Tweek."

Tweek shook his head "I -ngh- I can't!" he started to pull on his hair "Too much pressure!" Wendy removed his hands from his hair and Tweek latched onto her in a terrified, shaky hug, she gave me a worried look over the blonde's shoulder.

Suddenly a thought occured to me "Show us then."

Tweek broke the hug and a confused expression coloured his features as he tilted his head and furrowed his brow "Huh?"

"You heared me" I said. "It's simple, just ask Nyx to show us what you're seeing."

"Are y-you sure that would -gah- work?" he questioned.

"It can't hurt to try" Wendy chimed in.

"Ok"Tweek nodded shakily, crossing his fingers in hope. "N-Nyx, um... if-if you can hear me... could you please show Kyle and Wendy what I'm seeing. GAH! I just need to know that I'm not going crazy, you only need to show them for a few minutes."

For a few seconds nothing happened, we all just stood there in silence, waiting. Then the sight that met my eyes forced me to gasp in horror, my feet rooted themselves to the floor and I felt cold. But the cold had nothing to do with the room temperature, no it was more of an inner cold, as if the very core of my existance had been frozen. The scene before me was both incredibly beautiful and incredibly disturbing.

They were unmistakably people, but not completely there, like echos or shadows that went unseen by most eyes. They were completely white, like snow or fine china, but also translucent. And the way they moved was enchanting, they sort of hovered... no... drifted slowly and mystically, like a creepy yet stunning fog. Standing in a room, surrounded by these beings, it was enough to send a shiver up my spine, it was like being trapped in a beatiful nightmare.

One of them was stood right in front of me, it was a young girl, I could plainly see a crescent moon in the centre of her forehead. She brushed a strand of her long, wavy, white hair out of her face and gave me a deeply concerned look. A see through hand carefully reached out and rested on my cheek, it was ice cold and instantly made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, I let out another sharp gasp and just like that, they were all gone again.

It was at least fifthteen minutes until one of us spoke again "Thank you Nyx" Tweek said softly.

"Can you still see them Tweek?" I asked.

Tweek nodded "They've been following me since -gah- since I left the sociology classroom."

"Is... is she still there?" I questioned, pointing at the spot where the girl was just stood.

Tweek nodded again "She told me she was worried about you."

I started to feel slightly paranoid at the fact that all of these people were here, they've always been here, watching us. we probably walked straight through them on a regular basis without even knowing. Wendy seemed just as freaked out as me, in the last few seconds she had looked behind her at least six times, checking to see if anyone was there eventhough she wouldn't see them if they were. "What... um... what are they?" I asked nervously.

"I d-don't -ack!- I don't know!" Tweek answered in a slightly agitated tone, the same question had probably been eating away at him for hours.

"Isn't it obvious?" Wendy finally found her voice.

"No" Tweek replied."Please, just -gah- tell me what they are!"

She put both of her hands on Tweek's shoulders and stared straight into his eyes "Promise me you won't freak out."

The blonde nodded anxiously "I promise... I think."

Wendy sighed "They're spirits Tweek." He furrowed his brow at her in confusion "Fledglings that have passed...? Souls...? Oh my goddess!" she rolled her eyes. "Do I have to draw a diagramn? They. Are. Ghosts. You have been seeing the ghosts of dead fledglings Tweek."

Well, all I can say is: Do you honestly think Tweek would take that information well? Seriously?

As soon as he digested that information he went into major panic mode, his twitching hiked up to a level where his whole body tremored violently. "AHHH! I'VE BEEN TALKING TO GHOSTS! WHAT IF I GET POSSESED? WHAT IF THEY TURN NASTY AND TRY TO KILL ME? WHAT IF THE GOVERNMENT CATCHES ME TALKING TO THEM AND LOCKS ME AWAY IN AN INSANE ASYLUM? I CAN'T DO STRAIGHT JACKETS MAN! I'M CLAUSTROPHOBIC!" he babbled in terror. Then he roughly shoved Wendy out of the way and bolted towards the doors "I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!"

Wendy and I shared a look before realising that it was still midday out there, we started to chase after him "Tweek! Wait! You can't be out here! The sun is out!" I called.

"Calm down Tweek!" Wendy added.

The blonde kept running when we reached the dorm, sprinting straight into a very confused looking Craig's arms. Craig shot a half thankfull, half bewildered look our way as we followed Tweek into the main living room area. "Tweek?" he asked, returning the hug. It was hard to tell who was clinging onto the other tightest but I think Tweek was slightly more relieved to see his protector than Craig was to see his paranoid blonde.

"Craig don't let them get me!" the blonde cried. "Don't let the ghosts and the government get me!"

"What?" Craig's question was directed more towards us than Tweek.

Wendy answered "It's a long story... but it ends with Tweek having the ability to see and talk to ghosts."

"And Wendy being a green fledgling" I added.

"Yeah that too" Wendy confirmed.

Tweek suddenly stumbled backwards out of Craig's grasp "THERE'S ONE RIGHT BEHIND YOU!" he cried. Then he suddenly lifted a hand to his forehead, swaying on the spot slightly "Man, I feel dizzy!" he commented, then he fell forwards.

Craig guickly caught him before he hit the ground, his usually animated body hanging still and limp in the charcole haired boy's arms, Craig suddenly glared at me. "What did you do to him Kyle?" he snapped.

"Why does it have to be my fault?" I retorted. "He ran all the way here in broad daylight! It was nothing to do with me!"

"Well you're lucky he's still breathing!" he yelled at me. Calming his tone slightly he lifted the blonde up a tiny bit "He's unconscious. Butters, Kenny, help me get him to the hospital wing" he instructed. The two other blondes nodded and helped him carry Tweek out of the room, sprinting across the small outside distance between the dorm and medical block.

I let out a frustrated sigh and looked across at Wendy as she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and gave me a small, encouraging smile. "Remember what I said, you need to talk to him" she said, then she let out a yawn and left the room. Green fledglings may not need as much sleep but trust me, the change into a green fledgling is physically exhausting, so I don't blame her for trying to get a few hours sleep.

For the first time in a while I was completely alone...

A/N: ...or so he thought. : )