A/N: Hello! Thank you for the reviews on the last chapter. School must start in a few weeks for me, but I'll try and get this story finished by then. I apologize for any grammar mistakes, but I got an iPad mini for my birthday last Thursday, and I've been writing on it, and, unlike my computer, it does not have spell check. So if something does not make sense for you, just PM me or something. But sorry about that anyway. Enjoy!

The flames soon enough invaded the dress and the white blanket around the body, and it had only taken about five minutes for everything to turn into ashes. Lori grabbed a water bottle from her bag and poured the liquid over the gray powder that used to be a book, a dress and the remains of a body.

'Tom, no!'

It all happened very fast: in one second, the water was mixing itself with the ashes and the soil, and in the other, a strong blow of wind threw Tom backwards, making him fly for a few moments, him hit a tree, and lose consciousness.

Danny ran to the tree where his friend had been thrown against, not even making sure Harry and Dougie were following him. His head was already spinning, and he felt sick, but continued running to his friend, ignoring how weak his body was, only a few days after an ugly fall of the stairs. The only sound sound he heard was his feet hitting the ground with every step, and the strong wind blowing in his ears as he run.

Falling on his knees next to Tom, he glanced at Dougie and Harry, only a few meters away from them, the two boys crouching too around his injured friend. Danny searched Tom's head for cuts or bumps, finding a huge one in the back of his head. As he felt his throat closing with fear, making him hyperventilate, he looked for a pulse.

'Does he...' Harry could not even end the sentence, tears already running down his cheeks. Dougie was already sobbing, and Danny would soon start too.

'It's weak, but it is there.' Danny replied. 'Call an abulance! Oh, where the hell is Fletch?!'

'Lori said they would meet us later, they had to finish something.' Harry placed the phone against his ear after dialing the numbers. 'Hello? My friend is uncounscious... We are in Evergreen Forrest... We can turn on our lanterns...'

Danny looked around. Lori and Fletch could finally be seen in the distance, running towards them. He buried his head in his hands and finally let the tears flow through his face, just as a light rain fell from the sky.

19th August, 2003, 10:05pm

'I'm so scared.' Dougie murmured against Harry's shoulder.

Harry looked out of the car window and sighed. There was not really a point anymore in trying to look strong. He was exhausted, and could not fake anything anymore. Turning his gaze back to Dougie, he pulled him closer.

'Me too, Dougs. Me too.' He took a deep breath. 'I just want this to be over.

19th August 2003, 10:26pm

The pain had stopped after a few seconds. Tom did not feel the ground under his feet anymore, and everything around him was black.

Except...

There was a small light, slowly coming closer to him. He wanted to follow it, but he couldn't. The black was soon replaced by the white light, as he was engulfed by it.

'Lilith!'

Tom looked around, and found himself in what looked like a kitchen. A kitchen in flames, that spreaded through the curtains and soon set the walls in fire too. But for some reason, Tom was not scared. He just observed, as if he was just watching a movie.

'Lilith! I can't move!'

The same high pitched voice came from a girl, who was tied to a chair. She had light blonde hair, pale skin, and brown eyes.

And, of course, was in panic, watching the fire slowly reaching the chair she was tied to.

Tom's mind became clearer, and he ran to help the girl untie herself from the chair. His hand touched the rope that joined her thin wrists, but it trepassed it.

He tried to touch the girl's shoulders, but he couldn't. His hand simply appeared in the other side, going through her chest, and she did not seem very bothered by it, ignoring him.

She was not seeing him.

She was not feeling him.

Tom was a mere ghost in there, stuck in his own house, or the house that had existed seventy nine years before.

He could not do anything.

A/N (2): LottiePoynterr, deeplyinloves, FLOYNTERXxx, Galaxy-Defending-Hopeful (and other regular reviewers), please don't hate me for hurting Tom!

mcflybustedsonofdork: Here you go, more Pudd for you! But there'll be more next chapter. Thanks for reviewing :)