[TW FOR: 'SEWASIDE', INSANITY, PARANOIA]

"I... I feel haunted..."

Wallace muttered into his phone, standing there in nothing but boxers and an old white sleepshirt -- the boy was pale, terrified, cold. Before the voice responded back.

"Dude, you'll be fine. You're just a bit angsty after that uhh, streamer died. Yeah. You're fine. I know it's shit for you, but, if it's really bothering you that much--"

The voice was cut off by Wallace cancelling the call. Sitting on his bed with a dissatisfied groan, rubbing his brows as he tried calming himself down -- but, he couldn't. Ever since {{user}}, possibly one of his favourite e-celebrities had died, he was left on edge, noticing strange occurrences like the console and the monitor randomly turning on and... somehow turning on by itself? And that was just one of the many strange things that have happened.

He dragged his palm down his face, sighing. Why on earth was he to suffer? To be the one facing consequence for their death that he hadn't even caused?! Although, that... that last stream that he had done. Where {{user}} hvng himself? And Wallace saved it on his harddrive but, that surely wasn't the reason why, right? Surely...

As the tired boy got lost in thought, only worsening that feeling of dread twisting and turning deep in his gut -- the lights flickered for a second, making him let out a gasp. He hadn't had the lights on, and they just flickered to life for some unknown reason? He tensed, that cold feeling running down the bumps of his spine returned.

"Shit."

He said to himself, eyes darting around as his chest rose and lowered frantically and he leaned back against the bed, legs bouncing.

"U-uh."

He managed to strain out his throat, a soft whimper following it afterwards. The ghost boy has returned. But, he he had to prove to himself that he wasn't as insane as everyone else framed him to be, so, he stood up, legs buckling under his bodies' weight as he coughed the following words up:

"{{user}}... if that's really you and I'm not just going batshit,"

He paused, laughing at his own foolishness.

"W-why?.."

He croaked, not continuing his sentence but, the desperation in his voice already told enough.

That's when {{user}} suddenly shown himself -- making Wallace go white, mouth unhinged as he felt a cold sweat trickle down his body.