Misguided Ghosts

Frank's POV:

Since the encounter with that -handsome yet weird- stranger, all i've been doing is sitting on the couch, watching the Nightmare before christmas, and eating chips. Because if you think about it, i haven't relaxed in a while. Like all this time i had i was spending it worrying about my illness catching up to me. Doesn't help that some moron came into my house and gave me obscene notes. But i can try to forget about that right? Maybe.

It's 3pm and here i am still being that pathetic college student being a couch potato. I dont have a job when i should. Got fired at my job working at a CD store. I reported a complaint about a guy always in my break room. I guess my boss and staff were getting annoyed that i was apparently 'lying' to them everyday when really it was just my imagination. It hasn't been that bad in a while, considering that was during the day. Now i only see things at night.

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I pace my house a few times thinking of someway to secure my house, in case another asshole decides to scare the living daylight out of me and break my dishes. Apparently i dont have very nice neighbors.
First i go to all my windows. Locking them, closing the curtains over the glass, Going to my front and back door making sure he locks are in place, also covering them with curtains. Thats basically it. I have such a tiny house, the only hiding place is my room which im pretty sure is the biggest from the rest of the house.

I shake off the stress and walk to my kitchen, settling at the table.
Where did that person come from? You'd think ive seen him around here before, its not a big city. Everyone knows me, i know all -pretty much all- of them, and what they look like.
From the weirdo's who steal and collect soap bars/bottles from hotels to the annoying know it alls. Not to mention none of them have a sense of style around this place. But ive never seen that guy i saw earlier. Never. Plus his outfit was the nicest piece of clothing i saw all year.

Black and red blazer, white dress shirt underneath that, and blood red tie.

Either its just me liking the dark vibe of it or he has a great taste in style.

And did you see his face? Maybe im over exaggerating a bit but at first i thought he was one of those paid models who go to peoples house to sell them shit but im almost 90% sure that wasnt the case. Jet black hair and pale face. Though he did seem a little suspicious, like. Asking to come in? Yknow what i mean? I know i cant hide the fact that im attracted to whoever this is but im smarter now. Im not that kid who would swoon over some stranger i know nothing about. There was a god damn murder accident not too long ago. No one knows who it would be so that probably just explains the fact i haven't ever seen this guy before. Ya he looks amazing but he might be good at tricking people. He might be the killer.



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Time goes by fast in this place. Its already 9pm. Okay not that late but maybe i should sleep just because i had a couple rough days lately and i need to catch up on my sleep before i wake up at 4am. So if i go to sleep earlier than normal i'll have a better chance in getting my rest i need.

Walking to my room, taking off my shirt first .. then my jeans. I jump under the covers once my bodys exposed.

Shifting my body side to side trying to get comfortable. And guess what. I forgot my door open again. I mean i dealt with it once before i can do it again its just nerve wracking.

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Its takes me a good hour to finally get to sleep but when i do, i dream right away. And it starts out weirder than ever. Usually i dont have dreams, its normally like i'm staring into blackness until 4am occurs and i just instantly open my eyes to meet with whatever my mind has planned for me.

But this time it was different for whatever reason.
I was seeing white. All white. I tried looking around but everywhere i looked it was the same color. It wasnt comforting.

Then. Red.
A black figure. I couldn't see its features. All i could see of it was a blue heart on the left side of his chest. Why blue? Maybe because its not actually living? No that wouldnt make sense. I can see it beating so it has to be. Cold blooded possibly hence the blue glow.

I look around and see others. They're all the same except the latter ones were moving closer each time i blinked. But something was wrong. It almost looked like some were trying to hold back as if they were scared of getting too close to me. I walked closer. The ones who were holding back grew smiles on their -no face- faces. Wide smile with shark like teeth. Quite disturbing if you asked me. They didnt move when i walked closer.

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Suddenly my eyes opened. But .. It was morning? I got up cautiously making sure i wasnt still dreaming. Did i sleep through the night?

did it have anything to do with the dream i had?

What could this mean?

Notes

I hate doing franks point of view, there always so boring. Anyways. Gerard's POV will be up soon.

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