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[ghostlighter]

[So, here's Chris. He's sitting on a park bench he happened to bring with him, one leg pulled up against his chest, an arm wrapped around it loosely. His other hand is near his face, making a few vague, gestures before he lowers it to also wrap around his leg. Chris seems to be expecting someone to appear shortly after himself.]

O...kay. What the heck was that?

(ooc: Despite realities not being merged or anything, Chris and Sam tried to mutually meet up with an NPC. For how it turned out? Use your imagination. This is not closed to just Sam.)

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[mansons.livejournal.com]

[Sam appears about thirty seconds later, fists clenched beside her and a scowl on her face that would scare away a hardened warrior. She throws her head back, eyes tightly shut, and yells/screams:]

What the heck is going on here?!?

[ghostlighter]

[... whoa. Chris leans back in the bench, both his brows going waaay up at the show of frustration.]

[mansons.livejournal.com]

Aaaaaugh, this doesn't make a bit of sense and it's driving me crazy!!

[A few quick breaths, and then one deeep one... and she exhales slowly.]

Okay. Alright. [She mentally counts to three before turning to face Chris.] You seriously didn't see him at all?!

[ghostlighter]

[He nods.] Or hear him. Or feel him, yeah.

[mansons.livejournal.com]

But, he was right there! And so were you, so I don't know why he couldn't see or hear you, either!

[And now, she mentally runs through every single possibility.] ... What if this is a trap? Or, what if there's a ghost out there that's doing this, and we haven't found him yet?

[ghostlighter]

I guess it's possible, but... it doesn't seem very likely.

[mansons.livejournal.com]

Do you have any ideas, then? I really don't know what else it could be.

[ghostlighter]

[He thinks about that for a moment.] I told you this place messes with our realities, right?

[mansons.livejournal.com]

[Until now, Sam has been keeping The Plane and Amity Park very separate in her mind and hasn't yet had any need to think of them in tandem. She nods, thinking back to what exactly it was that he told her.]

Yeah. Experiments, and whatever. Are you saying they messed with Danny? As an experiment?

[ghostlighter]

Maybe... though it sounds more like they're messing with us. Or, with me, I guess.

[mansons.livejournal.com]

With... you? But, you and I can still see each other...

[She folds her arms and looks down, thinking. Hard. After a moment, she shakes her head.] Geez, I feel like I need to be writing down all this stuff.

[ghostlighter]

Well, you can still see Danny, so... [He shrugs.]

[mansons.livejournal.com]

Well, so could you until a few minutes ago! And you said something about him telling you that I was missing, when I've been there the whole time!

I don't think they're messing with just you. I think they're messing with all of us somehow. ... Ugh, this is so confusing!

[ghostlighter]

Yeah... that's the part I don't get.

[Drums his fingers on the edge of the park bench. This is a conundrum!] I guess we'll just have to wait it out for now.

[mansons.livejournal.com]

Yeah... Well, I guess in a few days, we should meet back up. See if Danny says anything about either of us. You know, assuming you can start seeing him again and he doesn't suddenly just vanish from my sight...