At the Diggs house it was still trashed and dirt dusted. The only thing different to spot was a crude carving in the wall stating

"Some places you don't come back the same"

Places like what?...
No man's land?
Doesn't seem to make sense. Diggs isn't old enough to be in world war 2.
Yeah.

Together they searched around the clutter for the secret tunnel Diggs spent most of her time in. Luckily they didn't have to go in to find her. Above the hole was a little contraption with a string in place to pull.

"Pull to announce your arrival.
Take whatever you want, except my diaries and Xbox"

A sign said.

David leaned over the hole and pulled the string.

What do you think it does?
Ring a bell, or some other alarm.
Makes sense.

They waited a bit.

Is she coming, or what?

A hand reached out of the tunnel. It was Diggs hoisting herself out. Ball and David backed up to let her get some room.

"Woo! I thought you guys would be back," She took a breath and looked at them. She noticed Ball's body being inanimate, "Ok, what's the issue? The nonhuman looks… dead,"

"I'm not dead, I'm just over here now," Ball said using David's voice.

Diggs thought about it for a moment, and then just laughed at the situation.

"THIS ISN'T FUNNY," David snapped. The sudden frustration also moved into Ball's mind making them both huffing mad with the power of chemical emotions.

"Ok doood, what's the issue then?" Diggs sat down in the chair she did the last time they talked.
"Ball accidentally followed me into my body after my soul was in her body, so now her body isn't active," David explained. He held Ball's body out for Diggs to look at.

"You were in Ball's body!?" Diggs shouted with interest.
"That's not the point Diggs. Just tell me what the matter is so I can get back! This is all your fault in the first place, so you have to fix it!" Ball pointed at Diggs in her fit.

Woah, what was that? That was like something I would say.
I can't help being like you in here.
You think if you were stuck here forever we would become one person?
I don't know how to feel about that, but I just hope you don't want that to happen.
Eh, it would be interesting, but you being like me would eventually just be me talking to 2 weird versions of myself. I don't think I could live like that. I wouldn't be me. And everyone would be all like, 'look at ol David over there. He absorbed his only friend'
Ha, absorbed.

"Uh, Earth to David and the nonhuman?" Diggs said snapping her fingers. They had only been out for a few seconds, but Diggs could tell that they were out of reality.

"Oh,"

"Alright I'll get to the point. The nonhuman is dead. So you can't return her soul to her body. She's dead because, as a creature, she is 70% soul and 30% ball. She's not really a traditional being. Her definition of alive is different than a human or a raccoon. She didn't evolve, she was created in a lab using magic and some ooze I forgot the name of. Her soul and all that she is, belongs to someone else. Return her, and her creator can start the process over again instead of us trying to move souls without handshakes or stones. Cause that's really hard and I haven't done it before," Diggs said.

"What? -What do we have to do?" Ball asked.

"You have to give Ball's soul back to the science guy so he can make another Ball. Go back to the source," Diggs said it like it was no big deal.

"Can't we do the difficult soul moving thing instead?" Ball asked.

"No, badluckyian. I know it can be done, not how to start. I don't want to... touch the fibers of your soul…" She reached out in the air pretending to touch something gently, "It's too dangerous," She took her hand back, "Harm your soul and you might never find peace. You'd be eternally broken and lash out,"

"But I can't go back to Johnson! Wouldn't we blend together or whatever?!" Ball shouted.

"Yeah, but would you rather stay in there? .. If.. I think-I'm-talking-to-who-I'm-talking-to," Diggs said, "Look. It's really your choice David. You are the soul in charge since it's YOUR body. How much longer can you live like this," Diggs said playing devil's advocate.

David thought about it.

No.
We can't live like this forever.
I don't want to be Johnson!
You won't be Johnson for long.
I don't want to be Johnson at all! What if I come back different when he makes me again!?
You'll become different if you stay here anyway!
I don't want to be like Johnson!

The thought repeated. It was more like a cry for help if anything. It was all she could think about, because David had made up his mind.

"Thanks... for being, tolerable," David said. He walked out of the room.
"Bye, I guess," Diggs said.

No! No! No! No! No!
CAN YOU STOP FREAKING OUT! you sound like a psychopath! This is better for both of us!
.. I guess so, but I can't let you do this.

Ball attempted to stop David from walking, but he just continued casually as ever.

Please! I really think I'd be better if we just blended together like in that dream we had. That wasn't so bad.
That dream has nothing to do with this. It was just creepy, and weird.
This whole thing is weird! I'm going to disappear into the man I hate most just because you don't want me in here anymore!
You'll come back.
You don't know that!
I'll talk to him.
Nothing gets past him! You can't talk to him.
...
This is unbelievable! You're going to kill me! I thought you cared about me! But this, is CARELESS!
You're going to dissolve either way Ball. You're saying things like I would, you're not thinking straight.
You don't know that! You know what I'm saying is true! You know how I feel about Johnson! You told me I didn't have to be like him, but now I am literally being forced to be a part of him like some sort of organ! In any case, like this one, I'd rather be your organ…
But I can't bring you back.
Yes you can. It's easy, you just have to put my body in a boiling activator tank.
But would that even work outside the source?!

As they were walking a stranger noticed them, and stopped them.

"Are- you ok?" The stranger asked.

"I dOn't WanNa bE jOHnSon!" Ball said covered in a mess of tears and snot.

At the Science Commission building David entered looking so emotionally battered that nobody bothered to stop him.

"WhERe's J-JoHnSon! NO!" David roared. Everyone around him picked up their cell phones.

In the 2nd floor hallway David and Johnson met to discuss.

"Have any explanation for causing a panic in my building?" Johnson swiftly glanced at what David was holding,"If it isn't that Ball is dead or something, because by the way she looks I'm going to guess that something happened and you feel guilty,"

"I dOn't feEl gUilty. BaLl is jUssst, ups-s-SET," David wailed. He then whimpered a little.

Johnson raised a brow and crossed his arms.

"Ball, is upset?" He asked slowly as to be clear.

"YesS! HEr SoUl is StUck in mY boDy. I h-h-have to givE her t-t-to yOU so you can make her agAin! DOn't! He's not t-t-trust worthy!" David and Ball said. Johnson walked around the mess.

"This is really fascinating," He said looking them over.
"S-s-shake my hand, and willingly take her back!" David put his arm out. The lad trembled.

I know, it's ok, I'm sorry, I know, I'm sorry, it's ok-

He repeated in his mind. The fear was equally effecting him. The handshake scared him all the same.

"Sure," Johnson put his arm out. David grabbed it and shook almost like a shiver. Ball had left him, so he stood up straight and stopped crying.

Johnson looked him dead in the eye.

"I'm gone," He said.
"... Who's gone?" David asked.
"... I don't know why I said that," Johnson said blankly. He turned around to walk away.

"Wait! Aren't you gonna make Ball again?" David held out Ball's body. Johnson turned around.
"Maybe later," Johnson began to walk away again. David caught up with him and grabbed his shoulder.
"Hands off!" Johnson roared, pushing him away.

"Where is the, -the activator!" David stood firm. Johnson looked at him, and then continued to walk.

"THIS is the exact reason why Ball didn't want this to happen! This is MURDER!" David screamed.
"No, it's worse David," Johnson said quietly walking over to David. He snatched Ball's body, "But I need some time to figure things out,"

He turned his back for the last time and walked away.

"Promise to bring her back," David stood stiff. Johnson didn't say anything.

"DRAKE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!? SHE'S HER OWN PERSON! SHE ISN'T JUST A PART OF YOU!... T-Hi.. YOU KILLED HER!"

Johnson ignored him.

"AH!" David screeched. He kicked the wall, and glanced at Johnson. He then huffed down the opposite hall. Before he made it to the first floor, he was hit with grief.
He didn't exactly blame himself, but the loss was still harsh to him.

You took the easy way out. Now she's just a concept. Oh now I'd like to speak to that concept again.

He broke down in the stairwell, repeating his mourning thoughts of misery.