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“ "This place is fun, Downtown is fun!" I said, looking at the blurred lights of the lamps on the street. "No wonder you left me for this… I wouldn't be surprised if a ghost came out." I closed my fist, trying to catch the lights. "Now I get it, Dan! You're a ghost!" "Am I?" he talked to me in an accommodating way, like anyone would do with a friend too drunk to think clearly. "Yes! There's even two of you now." "Of course, that would be the only possible reason." We reached the parking lot. "Say Dan, have you come back to help me with Shallie? But if you're a ghost, can you just call her for me?" I grabbed his arm. "Can you? Can you bring her to me?" Suddenly all the fake happiness I was feeling before left me in a deep, black desperation. Dan's expression changed too, and got darker. "I'm not a ghost, Drew," he said, calmly, securing the helmet under my chin. "I'm sorry," he added.” — Elen Chase