Who: Dan and TJ Where: TJ's new apartment on Wheel 2 What: Dan's checking up on one of his pigeons When: Today Open: No
This was the furthest he'd traveled since becoming a ghost, Dan realized. He'd quickly learned to drop down through floors and move through walls when he wanted to explore, and so far he'd found a hell of a lot of empty apartments, all full of weird stuff that he knew would fill his head with bizarre alien memories if he touched them. As it was, he was unable to touch anything, so small mercies and all that, really. He'd also found a hell of a lot of ghost remnants - little flickers of awareness, not coherent enough to be like the ghosts he'd already seen, but still aware on some level that they had existed, they had lived and breathed and been. He wondered if Rae-Rae could sense them. Probably. She was far more attuned to those sorts of things than he was. He would let her know about them later, though.
His Shining still worked, though. Being a ghost (not dead, not that) didn't seem to stop that. He could think at people who he already knew were telepathic, zip-zipping messages and pictures to them, and he could still find people if he thought about them hard enough. Case in point, he was currently making his way up one of the spokes of Wheel 2, towards the new apartment TJ had claimed for himself. Dan didn't think there had been an announcement about this on the network - he couldn't check for himself and he wasn't going to make his dad read out the posts and replies every time something new popped up - but he had still known not to go to the old apartment or to Tim's family's apartment. This was Dan's 'network' for the time being, it seemed. If there was something he had to know, he'd know it. Same as usual, then.
He soon found himself on the right level. A looping ghost (new type, large and hulking, looking not unlike a walking tree made from stone) walked into her apartment time and time again, so Dan left her to it as he floated along the corridor until he sensed TJ. He couldn't knock. He couldn't send a message ahead of himself to let TJ know he was calling round. All he could do was stick his head through the front door. "TJ?" he said loudly, not knowing how well his friend would be able to pick up on him at the moment. Hem had struggled to even see him. Hopefully TJ would have an easier time of it. "Hey, you in? Are you feeling up to having a visitor?"