Where to begin?
I guess the dreams are what started all of this. It starts where I remember when I started liking Danny...last year, when Pariah Dark and the Fright knight had come to Amity park. That was one of the first times I was in way over my head trying to take on a ghost who could have ended me then and there. If I had an ounce of brain, I would have quit the ghost hunting back then, just give it up cold turkey and not have to worry about my life in danger anymore. I didn't do that though, and maybe it was for the best. I couldn't stay in Amity any longer, hearing Dash and Kwan talk about how they always knew "Fentoni" would go ape one day. They should know: they're the two biggest primates I ever laid eyes on! But I digress.
I see him scared, and he's running. I've never seen anyone so scared. I'm trying to run after him, and suddenly the world goes topsy turvy, literally. It's as if someone picks up the world and sucks all the color, because suddenly I can't see the barest flicker of light and I feel trapped. I start to scream, but not before Danny, and I hear laughter...cold, cruel and echoing. I lift up my head and I see the face, scorning my year of looking just for his name. I can see in his eyes that he thought it a waste, that I'm beneath him. Only one person comes to mind that could look at me like that, and yet I've never seen him, barely got to know his name.
It's Dan, I know it is.
The dreams aren't always about him though. In others, its me and Danny, and there's that ghost kid too, but there's no hint of how I used to know him: his attitude is gone, and he seems to be holding Danny's head up. Danny looks dead and I try to call out to him, and the ghost kid looks at me. He's angry. His eyes tell me something different from Dan's. He looks like he's accusing me. I've chased him for so long, and we fought for what seems like forever. Before the Nasty Burger incident, I guess you could say he was my arch rival. But when he looks at me in the dream, his eyes tell me, "You don't know anything. You don't know his pain. You're just a little girl playing hero. Let him go."
He's right, almost. I don't know anything. If I had, I wouldn't have wasted time running after him when I could have spent it hunting real ghosts. Danny is suffering now, and the only bad thing that ever really happened to me was losing my popularity. Didn't that counselor Spectra tell me once I cared too much about material possessions? That was true. I cared a lot about those things then. I was no better than Paulina or Dash, and I would have stayed that way if dad kept his job. The ghost kid "ruined" my life, but it wasn't my life he ruined, just the parts that weren't worth keeping. I repay him by chasing him to the ends of Amity park, through the ghost zone and back, only to find out we were just two very small fish in a big pond of sharks and eels. So I pretended to play hero while he actually was one. So he's right about all those things. But he's wrong about one.
I won't leave Danny alone. Danny deserves some peace that isn't surrounded by darkness and fear. He deserves to have someone care about saving others as much as that ghost kid used to do, and even if I can't do anything to stop Dan, I've got to try.
It's why I'm here. It has to be. Somehow I got connected to him, and it brought me here. So what if I don't ever get back to Amity park? I'll miss dad, but I'll never miss that place with its Paulina's and Dash's...I'd be miserable. Heck, I might be miserable here too. It's too early to tell.
I'll find you Danny...and I promise I'll do my best.
I see him scared, and he's running. I've never seen anyone so scared. I'm trying to run after him, and suddenly the world goes topsy turvy, literally. It's as if someone picks up the world and sucks all the color, because suddenly I can't see the barest flicker of light and I feel trapped. I start to scream, but not before Danny, and I hear laughter...cold, cruel and echoing. I lift up my head and I see the face, scorning my year of looking just for his name. I can see in his eyes that he thought it a waste, that I'm beneath him. Only one person comes to mind that could look at me like that, and yet I've never seen him, barely got to know his name.
It's Dan, I know it is.
The dreams aren't always about him though. In others, its me and Danny, and there's that ghost kid too, but there's no hint of how I used to know him: his attitude is gone, and he seems to be holding Danny's head up. Danny looks dead and I try to call out to him, and the ghost kid looks at me. He's angry. His eyes tell me something different from Dan's. He looks like he's accusing me. I've chased him for so long, and we fought for what seems like forever. Before the Nasty Burger incident, I guess you could say he was my arch rival. But when he looks at me in the dream, his eyes tell me, "You don't know anything. You don't know his pain. You're just a little girl playing hero. Let him go."
He's right, almost. I don't know anything. If I had, I wouldn't have wasted time running after him when I could have spent it hunting real ghosts. Danny is suffering now, and the only bad thing that ever really happened to me was losing my popularity. Didn't that counselor Spectra tell me once I cared too much about material possessions? That was true. I cared a lot about those things then. I was no better than Paulina or Dash, and I would have stayed that way if dad kept his job. The ghost kid "ruined" my life, but it wasn't my life he ruined, just the parts that weren't worth keeping. I repay him by chasing him to the ends of Amity park, through the ghost zone and back, only to find out we were just two very small fish in a big pond of sharks and eels. So I pretended to play hero while he actually was one. So he's right about all those things. But he's wrong about one.
I won't leave Danny alone. Danny deserves some peace that isn't surrounded by darkness and fear. He deserves to have someone care about saving others as much as that ghost kid used to do, and even if I can't do anything to stop Dan, I've got to try.
It's why I'm here. It has to be. Somehow I got connected to him, and it brought me here. So what if I don't ever get back to Amity park? I'll miss dad, but I'll never miss that place with its Paulina's and Dash's...I'd be miserable. Heck, I might be miserable here too. It's too early to tell.
I'll find you Danny...and I promise I'll do my best.