[Shows Sissel running up a spiralling staircase, currently reaching the fourth floor. There are two double doorways to his left and right. He looks through the window on the left door and sees an empty corridor, then looks through the right and sees the same thing. He turns back around and sees Tracey phase through the door, looking around.]

Tracey: Hey, so, I don’t THINK that I’ve seen him but I don’t actually know what he looks like so that would help a lot.

Sissel: [panting] He looks the guy that hit you with his car.

Tracey: See, now it just sounds like you’re holding a grudge.

[Sissel stretches a bit and runs up the next flight of stairs. Tracey sighs.]

Tracey: [tired] And now we’re running again!

[Sissel makes it onto the fifth floor with the same layout. He checks the right side first and sees nobody. He turns to look through the left side but Tracey pulls herself up through the floor and he trips on her. He falls onto the ground, catching himself and groaning. Tracey pulls herself up and sits next to him.]

Tracey: Sorry about that.

Sissel: [groaning] It’s fine… hurts though…

[Sissel starts to pick himself up and sees a pair of shoes in front of him. He slowly looks up and sees Goldberg looking down at him, confused. He’s wearing an open dark blue hoodie and purple shirt. There is a large cut in his shirt with blood soaked into it, a large cut on his chest.]

Goldberg: [surprised] Um… you can see me, can’t you?

Tracey: Did you hit me with your car?

[Goldberg looks up, more surprised at Tracey.]

Goldberg: [worried] Yes… sorry about that… should I start running?

[Sissel quickly backs up into Tracey.]

Goldberg: [worried] Okay, seriously, how can you see me?

Sissel: I was in the Storm.

Goldberg: [worried] That… is an excellent reason actually. So… was she?

Tracey: No, I just died. Tracey, by the way.

[Tracey gets up, Sissel falling over. Tracey and Goldberg shake hands.]

Goldberg: Pleasure to meet you properly.

Tracey: You know what, same!

[Tracey turns to Sissel, smiling.]

Tracey: [happy] You know what, he is really nice!

[Sissel gets onto his feet, looking between the both of them.]

Sissel: So you just… buddy-buddy with your murderer?

Tracey: [happy] What, he’s nice!

[Sissel looks at Goldberg in disbelief.]

Goldberg: Hey, I’m as surprised as you two are. I mean you can see me, that’s enough.

Sissel: You guys are crazy.

Tracey: Best people are.

Goldberg: [surprised] I used to say tha- what is going on?

Tracey: Coincidence?

Sissel: [annoyed] I want your help!

[Tracey and Goldberg look at Sissel.]

Tracey: [surprised] Okay, not what I expected you to say…

Goldberg: [confused] Help with what? Computer viruses?

Sissel: [annoyed] No!

Goldberg: [confused] Because I did not get killed just to teach you how to restore factory settings!

Sissel: [annoyed] No, that is not- I… Tracey?

Tracey: [confused] Don’t ask me, I’m as confused as he is.

[Sissel nods, looking back to Goldberg.]

Sissel: Um… I was going to wait until lesson, but you died and I’m feeling a bit more traumatised than before, so I was wondering if, um…

[Sissel is shaking, breathing hard.]

Sissel: [annoyed] Look, you know this White Rabbit guy, meaning that you know how to help. I don’t want my friends getting hurt so just… please, can you help me? Help me beat him?

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[Goldberg looks at Sissel, then Tracey, then back at Sissel.]

Goldberg: No.

[Goldberg phases through the floor, vanishing. Sissel sighs.]

Sissel: [annoyed] Fuck.

[Tracey moves over to Sissel, kissing his cheek.]

Tracey: [happy] I will be right back.

[She smiles and falls through the floor. Sissel sighs.]

Sissel: [mumbling] That’s not okay. You died. I can’t do that shit.

[Cuts to Tracey as she falls onto the bottom floor of the corridor. It’s reasonably busy, with a few people coming back and forth, one person going straight through Tracey and making them shudder. She notices, groaning.]

Tracey: [annoyed] If it bothers you, stop fucking do it then.

[She turns around and sees Goldberg walking down a corridor, turning and following after him. She jogs closer, phasing through a few people.]

Tracey: Hey!

[She catches up to Goldberg, grabbing his shoulder.]

Tracey: Hey, wait!

[He turns, annoyed.]

Goldberg: [annoyed] Can you leave me alone me?

Tracey: I just wanna talk.

Goldberg: [annoyed] I would rather not, thank you.

Tracey: Will you please?

Goldberg: [annoyed] Give me a good reason, then maybe I will.

[Tracey lets go of Goldberg and stops in her track.]

Tracey: Well you did kill me.

[Goldberg stops and sighs, turning around to face Tracey.]

Goldberg: [disappointed] Just to clarify, that is… never going to stop coming up, is it?

Tracey: With Sissel? Probably not.

[Goldberg nods and sighs.]

Goldberg: [disappointed] I can’t help either of you, I’m dead.

Tracey: So am I, I’m still gonna try.

[Tracey smiled to him, moving a bit closer.]

Tracey: I know that things between us could be… better-

Goldberg: [disappointed] I hit you with a car.

Tracey: Neither of us are wrong. My point is-

Goldberg: [disappointed] That the Rabbit is about to kill a group of kids and I can’t stop him, it’s a bit miserable on my end.

Tracey: Jesus, you are fucking sunshine and rainbows, aren’t you?

Goldberg: [annoyed] I used to be happier, then he impaled me in a mirror dimension.

[Tracey clicks her fingers and points to Goldberg.]

Tracey: We… will talk about that later. In the meantime, you wanna stop him?

[Goldberg looked past Tracey, seeing Sissel out of breath at the bottom of the stairs.]

Goldberg: Honest to god, I wanna kill him.

[Tracey scoffs, smiling.]

Tracey: Well I can’t promise that… but I can promise you can help us stop him hurting anyone else ever again.

[Sissel runs over, moving past a few people, and lays his hand on Tracey for support as he catches his breath. A few people moving past look at him confused.]

Sissel: [tired] Can you please… not do that?

Tracey: Sorry about that. However I think that our new friend has something to say?

[Both look at Goldberg, Sissel confused and Tracey expectantly. He looks at the both of them and adjusts himself, standing up straight.]

Goldberg: Well… there’s something strange going on in the neighbourhood… who you gonna call?

[Tracey smiles, clapping excitedly, while Sissel looks at him confused.]

Sissel: [tired] Did you just quote Ghostbusters?

[Goldberg groans, turning and walking through people. Tracey follows after and Sissel sighs, following after the two.]