3rd Sweet Escape: A Good Morning from the Grave
[ The Dreamberry clicks on, showing off a very plain room with white walls. There are a couple of paintings on the walls, but not much more. In view, a bump of white sheets can be seen, and the edge of a bed. Someone is sleeping in it, but at the moment, only the end of the bed is visible. ]
[ The screen flickers, and suddenly, the sheets begin to rise, slowly. At first, it may look as if the person is getting out of bed, but as the sheets move, up, up, it is moving on its own, and a ghostly figure raises, making what looks to be like a sheet ghost. Two faint red glowing dots under the thin sheets look like eyes staring away from the camera, and perhaps to the person in the bed. Two small arms raise outwards, lifting the sheets further as it starts to hover their ominously. ]
[ Seconds later, a bare arm and back comes into view, snatching the sheet and yanking it downwards. A length of black hair accompanies the movement, but as the sheet is yanked down and out of the air--there is nothing there. ]
[ Itachi looks down at the sheets in his hands. He seems to hesitate, and he turns slowly towards the camera. A cascade of silky black hair slides off his shoulder, and red eyes turn to the camera just as it seems to tilt on its side. The image flickers, and the presence of the ghost has left. ]
[ The screen flickers, and suddenly, the sheets begin to rise, slowly. At first, it may look as if the person is getting out of bed, but as the sheets move, up, up, it is moving on its own, and a ghostly figure raises, making what looks to be like a sheet ghost. Two faint red glowing dots under the thin sheets look like eyes staring away from the camera, and perhaps to the person in the bed. Two small arms raise outwards, lifting the sheets further as it starts to hover their ominously. ]
[ Seconds later, a bare arm and back comes into view, snatching the sheet and yanking it downwards. A length of black hair accompanies the movement, but as the sheet is yanked down and out of the air--there is nothing there. ]
[ Itachi looks down at the sheets in his hands. He seems to hesitate, and he turns slowly towards the camera. A cascade of silky black hair slides off his shoulder, and red eyes turn to the camera just as it seems to tilt on its side. The image flickers, and the presence of the ghost has left. ]