2 Ghosts

[brokethecycle]

[The handwriting is exceptionally messy this time, hastily written with some sort of urgency behind it. Large ink blots surround whats actually legible.]

This isn't okay. What did I do I want to go home. Can- someone






Help?

[Norman sort of wanted to be left alone. So he's a ghost now. As much as he likes the dead he didn't really want to be one so oops.]

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[brokethecycle]

[Silence.]

Actually, yeah. Then we could figure out who did it, right?

[bonafide_divinity]

We?

What makes you think I'm going to have anything to do with this?

[brokethecycle]

[Wow he had to read back over that. He totally did say "we". He frowns and scratches that out.]

Sorry. I actually didn't mean to include you. I can probably take care of this on my own.

[Now that he isn't freaking out, of course.]

[bonafide_divinity]

[pause]

Are you seriously about to go looking for your murderer by yourself?

[brokethecycle]

Yeah?

[What's the big deal?]

[bonafide_divinity]

You're in Gryffindor, aren't you?

[brokethecycle]

Hufflepuff, actually.

[bonafide_divinity]

Really? I thought Hufflepuffs were supposed to have more sense than this.

[brokethecycle]

You already said there wasn't anything they could do to me now that I'm already, dead right?

Besides, why do you care?

[bonafide_divinity]

All I'm trying to say is that if there's someone out there murdering eleven year olds in cold blood, I wouldn't really want to run into them. But that's just me. If you want to go after him, don't let me stop you by any means.

[brokethecycle]

If I find out who it is, they won't kill anyone else.

[blot, blot, blot...]

I wonder what they did with my body. I don't see it anywhere.

[bonafide_divinity]

[Inkblots]

They probably just buried it somewhere. To hide the evidence.

[More inkblots]

Please don't tell me that you're thinking of looking for it.