Little Ghost Lost (Sam)
Annie hadn't been able to get back in touch with Mitchell. She'd tried, but it didn't seem to be working anymore. Maybe she was too far from the radio? That was silly, she'd reached him from Purgatory before. She'd kept walking as he told her, following the stars. But Annie had never been an outdoors sort of girl, even George knew more about being in the woods than she did, and she thought she was lost again. Once the sun had started to rise, the stars had faded, and she'd done her best to keep going straight.
She did reach a city at last, but it scared her. There were high walls all around it, and they were patrolled by men with guns. She was scared at first, worried that the men might try to shoot her
(Why should I worry about that? I'm already dead!)
but when she finally coaxed herself into moving closer, the men paid no attention to her at all. Annie was relieved and disappointed in equal measure. Relieved that this meant they wouldn't be shooting at her, and bitter, bitter disappointment that she had not yet won back that presence she had worked so hard to achieve.
Still, it was a city, and Mitchell had been going towards a city as well, hadn't he? It might be the same one. Following the armed men, Annie made her way into the city. No one saw her. No one stopped her. There were no other ghosts around. She tried waving at people, standing in front of them as they walked, but most simply passed her by without notice.
"Bloody hell!" she shouted. "Mitchell! Don't leave me here alone, Mitchell!" Annie covered her face with her hands, sobbing. Why had she been taken from Purgatory, given that taste of happiness again, only to end up like this? Moving through the world, unseen, unheard... it was Hell. Had it happened? Was she really in Hell this time?
She did reach a city at last, but it scared her. There were high walls all around it, and they were patrolled by men with guns. She was scared at first, worried that the men might try to shoot her
(Why should I worry about that? I'm already dead!)
but when she finally coaxed herself into moving closer, the men paid no attention to her at all. Annie was relieved and disappointed in equal measure. Relieved that this meant they wouldn't be shooting at her, and bitter, bitter disappointment that she had not yet won back that presence she had worked so hard to achieve.
Still, it was a city, and Mitchell had been going towards a city as well, hadn't he? It might be the same one. Following the armed men, Annie made her way into the city. No one saw her. No one stopped her. There were no other ghosts around. She tried waving at people, standing in front of them as they walked, but most simply passed her by without notice.
"Bloody hell!" she shouted. "Mitchell! Don't leave me here alone, Mitchell!" Annie covered her face with her hands, sobbing. Why had she been taken from Purgatory, given that taste of happiness again, only to end up like this? Moving through the world, unseen, unheard... it was Hell. Had it happened? Was she really in Hell this time?