I tried to touch the flowing river of humanity. Only for my hands to pass through them. Many of them walked through me.

It felt so cold.

So, So cold.

I jumped out of the rush of bodies it was freezing.

I had jumped through a wall into a small janitors closet.

I looked down at my hands.

They were trembling.

It is so cold. I shut my eyes.

I awoke inside of a dark bathroom. once again feeling a mild chill but nothing like that cold I felt when I touched a person.

I heard a whistling walking past me. It was a janitor. Time to test my theories I thought to myself.

JASON:

All Jason wanted that night was to finish work, Get home, and sleep. Was that so hard???

Apparently yes.

He had been on duty when that kid died. And while no charges were pressed agianst him he still felt like it was his fault. A kid had died just outside this building while he chilled and mopped.

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His mop moved much faster as he tried to forget about it.

"why the flip is it so cold" He said. Repressing his earge to swear out of habit.

He shivered and pulled out the hoodie he had in his duffel bag. also in that bag was all of his cleaning supplies.

He noticed a piece of goo attached to one of the lockers to his right.

He reached into the duffel bag for his rag. It wasn't there.

That was confusing.. He felt around the entire bag, nothing. He looked back down the hallway to see if he had left it on the ground behind him or something.

What?!?

He blinked.

For a split second he thought he saw a young boy with a knife in his chest standing in the hallway clutching his rag. It.. it was the boy he let die.

Jason shook his head. He must be more tired than he thought.

That was when he noticed his rag on the floor. Covered in blood.

He ran. He ran into his car and drove away from that place as fast as possible.

What was that thing?!?

RAYE:

Ok, so that is a problem.

I had tried to possess him. But it his body was SO COLD. I backed off and looked at his stuff. Specifically I reached my hand through his duffel.

Wow, atleast pickpocketing is easy when your a ghost.

I held his rag and looked at it. it was a regular rag.

I then looked at my bloody hands. "maybe I should clean myself up" I muttered.

I then wiped my hands on it. It was at that moment that he spun around and for a second I swore he saw me. I was so startled I dropped the rag, The blood covered rag.

He saw the blood covered rag on the ground and he fled. Like the fastest fleeing you have ever seen. He even left his duffel bag behind.

So I took the duffel and hid it in a cupboard in science classroom 9B. That way it was near where I appeared.

Don't worry I'll give it back when I see him again.

I also took his mop and hid it with the duffel bag. You never know when you need a mop.

Then I heard a sound, The sound of a door opening deep in the school... Don't ask me how I heard it. Or how I instantly knew the location of the sound. I do not know.

But I did know that there was a tresspasser. A dirty Tresspasser