Chapter 13 – Soaring Towards the Heavens on a Bed!

Abyss woke up with a start as he felt that his bed was moving. Looking around he saw that he was approaching the balcony on his now mobile bed. He did not question many things as he hopped off and waited to see what happens.

Inside his mind he already had a faint idea what was going on as he reconsidered Poof words more seriously. He silently cursed all 18 generations of the Boos ancestors for trying to pull off this stunt. Seeing the bed flip he has a shit eating grin as he saw the bed rush towards him before freezing.

He waved and said “What a great night to ride a flying bed huh.” His voice sounded as if he was jesting but his eyes contrasted his intentions as there was a glint of mischievousness in them. Before speaking he was already concentrating in pulling out his energy. It did not take long as it rushed the still floating bed.

The bed was frightened by a sudden sense of danger but before being able to escape they suddenly felt as if they became part of the bed. Abyss laughed as he shouted jovially “From now on you guys will act as my ride!” If the Boos could be seen with their white texture body then people would be surprised as it further whitened out of trepidation.

Running over Abyss jumped off the railing of his balcony landing on top of his bed. He did not give the Boos trapped in the bed opportunity to toss him off as he grabbed onto it as if his life depended on it with a wide smile. The Boos were frightened at the suddenness of the situation thus attempted to thus Abyss off without luck.

Abyss laughed as he was having fun riding this floating bed. The bed did all kinds of aerial maneuvers such as back flips, spins, diving, soaring into the air and so on. Abyss grasp did not weaken in the slightest as he saw himself reach the dark clouds in the sky. He was not scared of falling considering that he already fell of such height at the time of his arrival. A minute later they burst through the low hanging dark clouds revealing the blue sky.

It was an astonishing sightseeing the white puffy clouds and the sun radiant light brightening the world after being stuck with a sky filled with a deep depressing feeling. Abyss roared in excitement “Onward into the heavens! I want to taste the clouds and feast on the air at the top!”

Even though the Boos wanted to stop they found themselves awkwardly being forced onward by an unknown force. Boos could possess people’s bodies because their bodies were made of energy thus allowing them to assimilate their conscious onto others.

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Abyss though could use his own energy to drill into the Boos and forcefully control their actions. Abyss soon found himself reaching the clouds and when trying to touch it he felt saddened that the cloud was not solid against his expectations. Abyss cursed “Damn you author!”

(Sorry Abyss but the time hasn’t arrived yet! It is too soon!)

Abyss sighed feeling helpless before shaking his head clearing his previous thoughts. Sure he could not sleep on a cloud bed or feel the mythical softness of it. BUT! He shall swallow this cloud! Forcing the Boos to level the bed he stood up and he place on hand on his neck making sure to close the Pharynx in order to avoid feeling his lungs with water.

Then he started inhaling part of the cloud rapidly causing his previous thirst to be parched. (This is fiction remember) He let out a satisfied sigh as he let go of his throat to resume his normal body functions. There was a thin smile as he said “Well, I guess you guys will be escorting me until I decide to leave. I hope you enjoy your current body since you will be stuck in it for a while.

The sound of whimpering was emitted from the bed but he paid it no mind. If he did not wake up when he did then he was not certain that he would come out uninjured. He would have definitely not stayed and would have return later to exact vengeance.

Abyss stayed on the floating bed refusing to return back to the haunted mansion. He wanted to bask on this beautiful sight before having to return to the gloomy forest down below. Instructing constructions of a few unruly Boos was not the most fun activity but the end result was what mattered.

The Boo games were designed for the Boos but he did not care. He would break the race barrier and join the games when the time arrived. That reminds him. He was running out of food at a breakneck speed. If this continues he would be forced to starve his body a week or more in before eating.

Honestly he did not care but it would definitely affect his games. Nevertheless he was resolute to play even if he was starving his own body. Lying down on the bed he closed his eyes and relaxed. It was annoying controlling the Boos inside the bed but it could not be helped.

He set his mind to partially keep a tight hold of their movements as he fell asleep. If the Boos were to suddenly struggle to toss him down then they would fail. Soon night came and Abyss woke up lazily. Looking down he said “Let us return.” The Boos groaned feeling exhausted. For the whole duration they were forced to hold the bed and Abyss in the sky causing them to feel miserable beyond words.

Sure they were ghosts but that did not mean they could not feel exhaustion. For them hearing the words return were as if the heavens gave them pardon causing them to rush towards without hesitation. Abyss laughed as he held onto the edge from the sudden surprise descent. He did not realize how happy the Boos were to return.