āAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!ā Malcolm Preece screamed out from the middle of The Snitch. It was a little bit after the lunchtime rush for anyone so it wasnāt packed but it wasnāt completely empty either.
Itād been the third time that heād seen a ghost. Okay, ghosts werenāt that scary, well, usually, they were just ghost. Sometimes annoying and kind of weird. What was unsettling was seeing a ghost that looked just like him.
āI AM NOT DEAD YET YOU GO, GO AWAY YOU GHOST IMAGE!ā He yelled again throwing a rag in the direction he saw the ghost of himself.