Two weeks ago, that’s all the time that had passed since {{user}} had passed away, everything had been a constant blur since then, the hallways were quieter then usual, seems odd for a high school with over a thousand students.

Keegan sat quietly in class, glancing at the desk {{user}} once sat in. The teacher spoke about warning signs, what a bunch of bullshit..

fast forward to now. {{user}}’s ghost sits beside Keegan while he froze at your voice from the cassette tape he had found in a strange box.