Chapter #5Possessing Sean by: Unknown “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” John cursed at himself. There is this invisible force barring him from returning to his body. He tried multiple times but all were futile failures. On the fifth attempt, he gave up. Doing the same thing again and again while expecting the same results is just insanity.
John looked at his current situation. His current form was that of a green-colored specter. He could see through his fingers and moving them felt ethereal. Then it hit him. He must be a ghost, sort of… He is not dead. His body is still breathing. Ms. Malek came over to his soulless body and immediately brought him to the infirmary. The rest of the class followed, except for the chavs who are now feeling the brunt of the guilt of nearly killing one of their classmates.
John followed as well. Ms. Malek laid his body on a gurney while she shooed off the rest of the class. Of the crowd of worried whispering students, Sean and Richard were the most distraught.
Sean, the black-haired 19-year-old is attempting to keep his stone-cold look. He is not emotionless per se. He just has a hard time expressing them. If one could forget the explosion for a moment, the face he is making could make a heartless bastard laugh.
Richard, on the other hand, is a sobbing mess. There is a wound on his temple where shrapnel nicked him. But he doesn’t care about that. He is pouring waterfalls from his eyes. His mess makes for a perfect match with Sean.
At the least, John is glad his close friends are worried about him.
Moments later, the school was closed down. Local enforcers and paramedics were called. Injured ones were brought to the hospital while the rest were fetched by their concerned parents. Even the local media got a swift buzz on what happened, and they are already interviewing the principal. The chavs who caused this are already cuffed and sent to the local precinct with the sheriff.
As for John, he followed his body to the hospital. Despite the stern reminder from Ms. Malek, Sean and Richard followed John’s body closely. Sean had already gained his composure by then, but Richard is still weeping all over his shirt with his tears and snot. If John could wake up right at this moment, he’d punch the asshole for ruining his favorite Star Wars tee. But alas, he could not. He is still a ghost so all he could do is observe.
Or could he?
Hours would pass before the thought of his other ghostly abilities would cross John’s mind. By then, his body was already seen by doctors. John’s mother rushed down the hallway and immediately pressed Dr. Jacob for answers about his son’s condition.
“We checked all we could. We found no concussions or internal bleeding. If you'd deduct the explosion, he’s a perfectly healthy boy.”
Of course, John’s mother wouldn’t take such a dismissive answer. He called the doctor an idiot for saying that her son in a comatose state is alright.
“Miss, rest assured that we are doing everything we could for your son. The school district had already paid us after all.”
The comment had somewhat tempered the beast that was John’s mother. She wept for a moment before leaving the room so Richard and Sean could come in.
At this moment, the thought of John’s ghostly repertoire crossed his mind. He doesn’t know why but he just remembered those old noir flicks where a ghost detective solved crimes in the city of New York. The main character could shoot ectoplasmic beams from his finger.
John phased through the door and acted as if he had a gun holstered to his hip. As the clock ticked 8 PM, he shot Richard’s head from the hip. It’d be spectacular if a beam came out. Nothing happened, if not for making John embarrassed at himself. At least none could see him.
Another power of note is the ability to possess people’s bodies. The ghost detective used it frequently in the movie to gather evidence that would lead him to a string of murders during the 1940s. If he could remember it correctly, the detective just needed to step into someone’s body to do it.
Of the two living people in John’s hospital room right now, he’d rather take control of Sean’s body. Richard has snot all over his face. John doesn’t want to wake up with that gross display. Although, it amazes you how many tears that idiot could hold.
Sean stands a bit taller than John. But that is meaningless when John could just float higher or the realization that his height would become John’s if the possession happens. The first thing that entered was John’s hand. It phased inside Sean’s body. Looking at the other side, John saw nothing coming out from Sean’s chest. His arms disappeared!
As for Sean, he felt a sudden cold wrap on his back. He stepped farther into the room and the heater. The cold clung to his skin like a moss.
“Is it just me or did it suddenly get cold?” Sean asked, shivering. “Feels like a blizzard around here.”
Richard gave his reply between sniffles. “Cold? It’s the middle of summer. I’m sweating my balls from this heat.”
When Sean moved away, John regained the entirety of his ghostly body back. But at the moment where his limbs are submerged in Sean’s body, he felt something. He could feel the warmth emanating from inside. While there is some semblance of pressure protecting Sean, it is not enough to push John back. If he could just push further then he might actually do it.
John floated closer but this time, he made his invasion abrupt and fast. He rammed head-forward for Sean and woke up to a dark abyss. This was like that time he went into a sensory-deprivation tank. But this time, the water is all around him instead of only on his back. And the water was less like water and more like scentless honey. The feeling didn’t last long for John would soon wake up to the living world.
Richard was on top of him. It was rare to see him not crying this time.
“You alright? You hit your head?” Richard asked.
“I am fine,” John gasped. His voice. It’s different, but it is familiar. He quickly walked over to the mirror and saw Sean’s reflection looking back at him. “Holy shit! It worked.”
“Uhhh… I do not think you’re fine, Sean. You’re weirding me out.”
Of course. John is weirding Richard out. Sean never blurted out such expressive words before. And the wide grin he’s making on Sean’s face is adding more to the weird factor, and this is especially effective to those familiar with Sean’s stone-cold face. Although this grin John is making, suits his face well.
John faced Richard and grabbed him by the shoulders. He looked straight at his green eyes.
“You have a mole on your left butt cheek. I saw it last summer when the faucet snagged your trunks.”
“I am sorry, what?”
“Last Christmas, we’re the ones who keep drinking Sean’s eggnog.”
“I don’t understand. Why are you saying these things? Only John and I should know about these things.”
The reason why John is saying these things come from his knowledge of the ghost detective movie. Saying things that only he should know would vouch for his real identity.
“That is it. This is not Sean, but John. The explosion pushed my soul out of my body and I cannot return. So, I tried jumping inside Sean and here I am.”
“Okay, I believe you.”
John was taken aback, “That quickly?”
“Well, yeah. I can’t help but believe after you fucking said those incriminating things,. And Sean would definitely not make a joke like that.”
“Yeah… he won’t.” Sean’s humor is far better than this.
“Also,” Richard jumped in John’s arms and hugged him tightly. “I fucking missed you dude,”
“Damn. I was only gone for a few hours. Didn’t know you like me this much.”
“Getting blown to unconsciousness would do that to a motherfucker. So, you said you cannot return to your body. What’s up with that?”
John walked over to his soulless husk. He caressed its face. Someone from the hospital had already cleaned the dust and smoke from his face. It’s still warm and its chest is steadily breathing. It’s still alive albeit without a soul.
“There is like a force field around it. I tried to get back but it keeps pushing me out.”
“You watch those ghost flicks, don’t you? Do they say anything about this?”
John remembered a crucial memory, he felt too stupid to have glossed over. Ghost Detective 3, the part where a client faced the same situation John is in. The missus got into a scuffle and was pushed out of earthly bosom. She could not return to her body because it has a defensive mechanism where it bars access from outside souls. This prevents demons and likes from possessing her body. What sucks though it wasn’t explained how the woman returned to her body. She was suddenly back at the end of the movie.
“It’s alright if you don’t know. The important thing is your back, sort of. Should I tell your mother?”
“Oh gods, don’t tell her and anyone else. She would freak the fuck out. And I don’t want the others knowing that I could possess their bodies anywhere and anytime I want.”
“That reminds me, why did you choose Sean over me?”
John looked at Richard from top to bottom. His hair is a mess, his eyes are watery red, and there’s a snot bubble on his nose. He’s wasting that pretty face with his slob attitude.
“You’re seriously asking me that?”
John spent the next few hours watching over his body and talking to Richard. His class was given the rest of the year off since it’s mandated by the school board. Not like it’d be much since the school year would end in a month. The chavs were behind bars since they were already adults. There is no news of Ms. Malek yet but the two doubt she’d face many repercussions. She’s all cushy with the principal and all that.
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