Chapter Twelve

'Marinette,' I heard people whispering into my ears in singsongs; echoing singsongs. 'Wake up, Marinette,' I opened my eyes sharply, an unfamiliar face above mine. I scanned his body down, I was quite terrified by the fact that he was light blue with no legs, no neck, just head and a shirtless torso. I opened my mouth like a fish out of water.

'Don't scream,' he whispered. 'Just sit up quietly,' I closed my eyes and reopened them but he was still there. 'I'm not disappearing, I'm a ghost, like a dead bodiless ghost.'

Is there any other name for it!

'We all are!!!' I flinched, jolting up at the echo of shouts. Ghosts were everywhere, some with normal skin color and few with blue or green skin. 'Please, don't scream.' They echoed.

'After staying here for long, I don't think getting scared is an option,' I sighed, rubbing my throbbing forehead. The teenage boy who was floating above me descended down. 'What happened to you?'

'I died, duh.'