It was about 2 AM. I hadn't expected to live as long as I did. All the doors and windows were barricaded, and the security system was on maximum alert. And-as my luck would have it-it started to rain.
Suddenly, Gir squeaked and ran away, nearly giving me a heart attack. From my vantage point between the couch and the wall, he found a ladybug.
"The barrier was never meant to be crossed…"
I nearly screamed. But it wasn't Dib's voice. I dared to peer out into the room. In the middle of it stood another pale human in red jogging shorts and a grey hoodie. His face was blue and his blonde hair was matted with blood from a gaping wound that showed his brain.
"And who are you?" I screamed.
"He was never meant to die. The barrier was there for a reason."
"Who are you? I didn't kill you. Did I? Are you one of Dib's friends?"
"You buried him in unhallowed ground, and now…"
The zombie thing gave me this weird, almost sad, look. I started to panic.
"…and now?"
"You pay the price. I've warned you."
The thing disappeared into thin air. 'Oh. Ghost, not zombie. Fine.' I thought.
"WELL A LOT OF HELP YOU WERE!" I screamed at the air where he was. I threw the kitchen knife at where the jogger ghost was a second ago-and it stuck in the wall with a THUD.
More lightning flashed, illuminating the room. I froze. And I prayed that I somehow left the door open and overlooked it.
