Chapter 17 - Tobi’s POV
I looked around. How odd. I was…. no. I wasn’t alive. That wasn’t possible. I remembered that I had stabbed myself. So then I must be dead. But I can move? A ghost, I thought, I am a ghost. The realization jolted me, although it shouldn’t have been surprising. I ran my ghost hands through my ghost hair, both of which had retained their color. My hair was still dark brown and my skin was still peachy tan, even though I could see the outline of the landscape below behind them. Another surprise awaited me as I looked down. I was floating. My feet were hovering several inches over the ground, the grassy field I thought I was standing on was below my feet by several inches, even though I could feel the grass below me. Even as I moved experimentally, I could hear the grass rustling as if I was walking on it. It also wasn’t brushing or disturbing the grass, I could feel it, but my feet were just out of reach of the grass and I had a feeling that if my feet were touching the grass, the result would be the same. A car whizzing past a nearby road snapped me back into my situation. This is no time to live in the past, I chastised myself. It looked like I was at a police station of sorts. It suddenly hit me harder than ever that I probably couldn’t have a normal conversation with anyone - psychic or not - ever again. Being a ghost is a lonely life. I sat/floated on the field below me. The grass looked like a breeze was blowing it where I was touching it, which looked eerie when I looked at the perfectly still grass next to it. I walked off of the field and onto the road next to it, and I got run over by a car. Ok, I went through the car. Or maybe it went through me. Yay. I made it to the other side of the road without any more accidents, although if nothing got hurt or broken was it still an accident? Was it an accident if one of the people involved was dead and insubstantial? I answered my own question with a no. The two who were there when I died… one of their names was Sadie. And Derik was with them. And another ghost girl. Either at least one of them was psychic, or they had inside help. Both options would be helpful, although with only a name to find them, it would be difficult to track them. I was seriously hoping for the option of a psychic though. I needed one. Speaking of when I died, I wondered if the police found my body. Does it even matter?
TSC is still out there. Now I just had to find them.