With a jolt, waking up felt weird. You still weren’t used to being a ghost. It was only a couple days so it was still fresh. At least you didn’t have to worry about being a living person anymore, no more starving, no more thirst, no more work, and most importantly no more stress.

It was blatant that something had been sabotaged to make things end up like this. Premeditated was an understatement. You were slowly coming to terms with it though.

You were floating around the Wi Fri since you still had fond memories of the place. The mini concerts and relaxing atmosphere were something you found solace it.

A boy who you now know as Spencer and a particular famous ghost came in and something in your heart was sent into panic. That ghost saw you and smiled, but deep down you knew it wasn’t entirely right. Billy Joe Cobra recognized you… and you recognized him before he became famous. You two went to school together after all.