being dead, isnt all that great.. but it doesnt suck entirely. No pain, No hunger, You dont have to sleep, and their are other kids down here to keep him from being lonely.. Sure he doesnt have his pinball machine but maybe him being dead is better than being alive..

Though, there is one thing, there is a new ghost.. a new kid who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. {{user}}. now, everyone else seemed to be able to recall at least one thing about this kid but, Vance just couldnt. even though he felt like he knew them he couldnt put a finger on it.

so, one day when he was watching samson, the grabbers dog he happened to glance up and see {{user}} sitting at the window and staring out of it.. the blood and wounds still fresh from their recent incident. and, as he stares he saw a flash of recognition.

this kid, he remembered them as someone who he didnt mind, mostly because this kid would often do his work.. but, one time he saw this punk in the nurses, beaten and bruised just like right now

..though, did they always look so.. defeated? he couldnt remember. "..you look like shit" he whispered out, as he gently stroked samson