Chapter 3- Psychic Findings
Danny:
I set my suitcase on the ground inside the dorm. Aaron and Kelly had helped me bring in some things, but for the most part- we hugged, said our goodbyes, and they left. I looked around the dorm, now, who's my dorm mate- roommate?
I looked to see that both the beds were still just beds- nothing on them. The only thing that showed someone was there was me, and my suitcases.
"Hey."
I turned to see a guy. He was tall- though we were about the same height, and more buff than me. He had jeans, a black tight shirt, dark brown hair and brown eyes. He smiled and reached out his hand.
"The name's Benson, Charlie Benson, but everyone calls me Benson or Ben. I take it your my roommate, dorm mate or whatever?"
I shook his hand,
"I suppose so. My name's Danny, Danny Lane."
He smiled,
"So what bed you want?"
Finally, I was done unpacking. Charlie, or Benson or whatever, hadn't unpacked yet, but I spotted him through the window in the courtyard. I shook my head as he was turned down by a few seniors. I looked over at my bed.
It was pretty simple. Black sheets, black blankets, and green pillows. I didn't personalize much, but I had my desk with my laptop on it, a few books, and picture frames. The pictures were of me, Gear, Kelly, and Aaron. I didn't have any pictures from the past- I couldn't find any.
I finally headed downstairs to get to the courtyard. Lots of people were there. Most were people trying to recruit the freshmen- like me- into their group and club.
"Would you like to join the Mens Choir?"
A guy said as he shoved a flyer in my face. I took it and smiled,
"Thank you."
I didn't have a mean bone in my body. At least, if I collect flyers I can see which one was most fitted for me. I wasn't going to join choir though. All around me, people were talking, chatting, and yelling. I sighed as I continued to walk, many guys were shoving flyers at me, so I took them to be polite.
"Frat boys for life," some guys were chanting.
They all were tall and had muscles. Each one was wearing a jacket of sorts- like football jackets. Frat boys? I rolled my eyes. They were like A-listers of college.
"Don't join them!"
I turned to see another group of guys that were also tall and buff. They had a jacket on too. Theirs was red and white while the other group had green and white.
"Oh yeah," one green jacket said, "well at least we aren't a bunch of wusses like you!"
"At least our frat house isn't haunted!"
That got my attention. Eventually, the two groups left. I headed to green jackets. Now that I was closer I saw that they were the Green Backs. Ten points for creativity, I chuckled. Then, one guy turned and saw me.
"You want to join? You look like a tough guy, a bit Goth, but tough."
I nodded slightly. Another guy laughed,
"Oh, come on Lee! That guy's so tiny!"
"No, he looks tough!"
"Tiny!"
"Tough!"
"Look," another guy said as he joined in, "if he's so tough, why doesn't he take on Bill."
A guy stepped out. I guessed he was Bill. He was extremely taller than the other guys and even more buff. He looked like a Football player. He towered over me.
"Wanna go, squirt?"
The other guys laughed, but I just glared. If I wanted to see if that frat house was haunted there were only two choices- get in, or sneak in. Bill put his large hand into a fist and went to punch me. I dodged easily and punched him hard in the stomach. He went tumbling over. The other guys looked at me shocked- as did by standers. One guy held up a jacket. I shook my head,
"Thanks, but no thanks."
Plan B it is.
When I got back to the dorm, I had over twenty flyers. Charlie was in there and his side of the large dorm was already personalized. I was surprised to see a GhsotBusters poster along with a movie poster for Poltergeist. His bed had green sheets, white blankets, and green pillows. He had a desk that had a bunch of books- mostly books about ghosts and horror books. I raised an eyebrow.
Charlie smiled at me and then went over. He hit my arm lightly,
"Dude, you got offered to join Green Backs and didn't take it! What's wrong with you?"
"I'm not a bully," I shrugged. Charlie laughed,
"Yeah, I can see that. So, what classes are you taking?"
"I'm here to take the paranormal research class and get a degree. You?"
Charlie looked at me shocked,
"No way! Me too!"
I nodded towards his posters. He flustered,
"I'm not the only one obsessed with ghosts! You have paranormal books too!"
I went over and grabbed one of my books that my parents wrote, Ghostly Theories,
"There's a difference between researching and reading Stephen King."
He huffed.
Luckily for me, classes didn't start until tomorrow. So, when night came and I saw that Charlie was asleep, I transformed into my ghost half. I turned invisible and intangible and headed to the Green Backs' Frat House. Luckily, they had such an ego that it was easy to find the GB sign marking the house. I turned into my human half once I got in. I didn't want to take the chance of any guy walking in on Phantom.
Besides, if the place really was haunted than if all else fails, I can act like a 'stereotypical' ghost. I walked around and spotted someone. They were a bit more confused and dazed. I walked up to them, since they were the only one there. He looked like a freshman, so he wouldn't know that I wasn't already a Green Back.
"Excuse me," I said, "is it true that this place is haunted?"
The guy looked shocked and when I got closer I realized something. He was glowing.
"You….You can see me?"
I looked at him still a bit shocked. Taking a closer look, I realized that he was…. A bit off….He seemed….Fuzzy or blurry, transparent. The guy moved closer to me.
"Can…can you really see me?"
I nodded and then sighed,
"You….You're a ghost?"
The guy nodded,
"And you…you're a human…you're still alive…"
I winced, but how did the ghost not know who I was? I thought all ghosts knew by now.
"Yeah….who are you?"
"Jason Hawk…who are you? How can you see me and hear me? Humans can't hear me…us…"
"More than one ghost here then? I'm Danny, Danny Lane. And I….I'm not sure why or how I can see you, but you're not the first ghost I've seen."
It was all true though….eventually, the ghost- spirit- came with me somewhere where we could speak privately and quietly.
When I got back to my dorm, I transformed back into my human half. I moved my pillows- that I had rearranged so that if Charlie woke up he would think I was still asleep- just under the covers. I sat down at the chair near my desk with a pillow behind my back. I needed to do some thinking. I was lucky that being a halfa, I didn't need much sleep.
I looked at my book- the one I had been writing on my laptop that was coded. I had been writing everything I have been finding out about ghosts to keep track of everything- ghost diseases, ectoplasm, the different cores, and finally I found what I was looking for, the different types of ghosts.
That chapter was one that was a mixture. It had things that my parents had theories about, and things that I thought myself. My own personal theories. My theory in that chapter was that there were different types of ghosts- poltergeists, ghosts, spirits, apparitions and demons.
Demons- highest class of supernatural activity, most powerful. Not a ghost class, most violent and most evil.
Ghosts- second highest class of supernatural activity, highest ghost class. If turned to evil, has potential to become demon. Lives in the Ghost Zone- Amity Park ghosts
Poltergeists-Third highest class of supernatural activity, second highest ghost class. More power than an apparition, but much less power than a ghost. Stereotypical idea of a ghost- playing pranks, moving things, etc…
Apparitions- Fourth highest class of supernatural activity, third highest close class. Can show figure, speak
Spirits- Stereotypical ghost, lowest ghost class.
I got some information from Ghost Writer (who I made up with) and his books. More reading and I came to a conclusion. I couldn't reveal my ghost half- but since I was a halfa I could see all ghost classes- even demons. If I am going into paranormal research, I couldn't reveal that I was a halfa…but I could reveal that I was able to see and hear ghosts….as a Psychic…
Danny:
I set my suitcase on the ground inside the dorm. Aaron and Kelly had helped me bring in some things, but for the most part- we hugged, said our goodbyes, and they left. I looked around the dorm, now, who's my dorm mate- roommate?
I looked to see that both the beds were still just beds- nothing on them. The only thing that showed someone was there was me, and my suitcases.
"Hey."
I turned to see a guy. He was tall- though we were about the same height, and more buff than me. He had jeans, a black tight shirt, dark brown hair and brown eyes. He smiled and reached out his hand.
"The name's Benson, Charlie Benson, but everyone calls me Benson or Ben. I take it your my roommate, dorm mate or whatever?"
I shook his hand,
"I suppose so. My name's Danny, Danny Lane."
He smiled,
"So what bed you want?"
Finally, I was done unpacking. Charlie, or Benson or whatever, hadn't unpacked yet, but I spotted him through the window in the courtyard. I shook my head as he was turned down by a few seniors. I looked over at my bed.
It was pretty simple. Black sheets, black blankets, and green pillows. I didn't personalize much, but I had my desk with my laptop on it, a few books, and picture frames. The pictures were of me, Gear, Kelly, and Aaron. I didn't have any pictures from the past- I couldn't find any.
I finally headed downstairs to get to the courtyard. Lots of people were there. Most were people trying to recruit the freshmen- like me- into their group and club.
"Would you like to join the Mens Choir?"
A guy said as he shoved a flyer in my face. I took it and smiled,
"Thank you."
I didn't have a mean bone in my body. At least, if I collect flyers I can see which one was most fitted for me. I wasn't going to join choir though. All around me, people were talking, chatting, and yelling. I sighed as I continued to walk, many guys were shoving flyers at me, so I took them to be polite.
"Frat boys for life," some guys were chanting.
They all were tall and had muscles. Each one was wearing a jacket of sorts- like football jackets. Frat boys? I rolled my eyes. They were like A-listers of college.
"Don't join them!"
I turned to see another group of guys that were also tall and buff. They had a jacket on too. Theirs was red and white while the other group had green and white.
"Oh yeah," one green jacket said, "well at least we aren't a bunch of wusses like you!"
"At least our frat house isn't haunted!"
That got my attention. Eventually, the two groups left. I headed to green jackets. Now that I was closer I saw that they were the Green Backs. Ten points for creativity, I chuckled. Then, one guy turned and saw me.
"You want to join? You look like a tough guy, a bit Goth, but tough."
I nodded slightly. Another guy laughed,
"Oh, come on Lee! That guy's so tiny!"
"No, he looks tough!"
"Tiny!"
"Tough!"
"Look," another guy said as he joined in, "if he's so tough, why doesn't he take on Bill."
A guy stepped out. I guessed he was Bill. He was extremely taller than the other guys and even more buff. He looked like a Football player. He towered over me.
"Wanna go, squirt?"
The other guys laughed, but I just glared. If I wanted to see if that frat house was haunted there were only two choices- get in, or sneak in. Bill put his large hand into a fist and went to punch me. I dodged easily and punched him hard in the stomach. He went tumbling over. The other guys looked at me shocked- as did by standers. One guy held up a jacket. I shook my head,
"Thanks, but no thanks."
Plan B it is.
When I got back to the dorm, I had over twenty flyers. Charlie was in there and his side of the large dorm was already personalized. I was surprised to see a GhsotBusters poster along with a movie poster for Poltergeist. His bed had green sheets, white blankets, and green pillows. He had a desk that had a bunch of books- mostly books about ghosts and horror books. I raised an eyebrow.
Charlie smiled at me and then went over. He hit my arm lightly,
"Dude, you got offered to join Green Backs and didn't take it! What's wrong with you?"
"I'm not a bully," I shrugged. Charlie laughed,
"Yeah, I can see that. So, what classes are you taking?"
"I'm here to take the paranormal research class and get a degree. You?"
Charlie looked at me shocked,
"No way! Me too!"
I nodded towards his posters. He flustered,
"I'm not the only one obsessed with ghosts! You have paranormal books too!"
I went over and grabbed one of my books that my parents wrote, Ghostly Theories,
"There's a difference between researching and reading Stephen King."
He huffed.
Luckily for me, classes didn't start until tomorrow. So, when night came and I saw that Charlie was asleep, I transformed into my ghost half. I turned invisible and intangible and headed to the Green Backs' Frat House. Luckily, they had such an ego that it was easy to find the GB sign marking the house. I turned into my human half once I got in. I didn't want to take the chance of any guy walking in on Phantom.
Besides, if the place really was haunted than if all else fails, I can act like a 'stereotypical' ghost. I walked around and spotted someone. They were a bit more confused and dazed. I walked up to them, since they were the only one there. He looked like a freshman, so he wouldn't know that I wasn't already a Green Back.
"Excuse me," I said, "is it true that this place is haunted?"
The guy looked shocked and when I got closer I realized something. He was glowing.
"You….You can see me?"
I looked at him still a bit shocked. Taking a closer look, I realized that he was…. A bit off….He seemed….Fuzzy or blurry, transparent. The guy moved closer to me.
"Can…can you really see me?"
I nodded and then sighed,
"You….You're a ghost?"
The guy nodded,
"And you…you're a human…you're still alive…"
I winced, but how did the ghost not know who I was? I thought all ghosts knew by now.
"Yeah….who are you?"
"Jason Hawk…who are you? How can you see me and hear me? Humans can't hear me…us…"
"More than one ghost here then? I'm Danny, Danny Lane. And I….I'm not sure why or how I can see you, but you're not the first ghost I've seen."
It was all true though….eventually, the ghost- spirit- came with me somewhere where we could speak privately and quietly.
When I got back to my dorm, I transformed back into my human half. I moved my pillows- that I had rearranged so that if Charlie woke up he would think I was still asleep- just under the covers. I sat down at the chair near my desk with a pillow behind my back. I needed to do some thinking. I was lucky that being a halfa, I didn't need much sleep.
I looked at my book- the one I had been writing on my laptop that was coded. I had been writing everything I have been finding out about ghosts to keep track of everything- ghost diseases, ectoplasm, the different cores, and finally I found what I was looking for, the different types of ghosts.
That chapter was one that was a mixture. It had things that my parents had theories about, and things that I thought myself. My own personal theories. My theory in that chapter was that there were different types of ghosts- poltergeists, ghosts, spirits, apparitions and demons.
Demons- highest class of supernatural activity, most powerful. Not a ghost class, most violent and most evil.
Ghosts- second highest class of supernatural activity, highest ghost class. If turned to evil, has potential to become demon. Lives in the Ghost Zone- Amity Park ghosts
Poltergeists-Third highest class of supernatural activity, second highest ghost class. More power than an apparition, but much less power than a ghost. Stereotypical idea of a ghost- playing pranks, moving things, etc…
Apparitions- Fourth highest class of supernatural activity, third highest close class. Can show figure, speak
Spirits- Stereotypical ghost, lowest ghost class.
I got some information from Ghost Writer (who I made up with) and his books. More reading and I came to a conclusion. I couldn't reveal my ghost half- but since I was a halfa I could see all ghost classes- even demons. If I am going into paranormal research, I couldn't reveal that I was a halfa…but I could reveal that I was able to see and hear ghosts….as a Psychic…