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Skeppy was checking out a haunted farmhouse with Bad, they debated about it but still went. They were looking for a ghost named Paul Moore. Skeppy kept saying its name, which he didn’t know angered it. The next thing he knew was that he was hiding alone in a corner.
He was rethinking about why he angered the ghost, now he was literally going to die.
Suddenly, two hands appeared in front of him. They were white and decayed, they smelled like rotten flesh. Skeppy froze in fear.
As the ghost placed its hands on him, he decided to call out.
”Bad, please, help!”
But he was too busy running away to come back.
He never felt so much pain as the ghost snapped his neck and all his blood drained out. It was quick, but he was still bleeding out. He managed to make one small call for help.
”Hello? Bad?”
It came out as barely a whisper.
He was bleeding out.
It was painful.
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Bad was laying in bed as he heard some whimpers coming from the other room. He decided to check.
He opened the door and he was surprised to see Skeppy wasn’t having a peaceful sleep. He couldn’t just stand there, he definitely had to do something.
”Skeppy?”
Skeppy woke up, his face was wet with tears.
”B-Bad?”
He never heard Skeppy so scared before.
”What happened? You can talk about it.”
”W-well I had a nightmare.”
Bad was shocked. How could such a happy person have such bad dreams? Skeppy immediately started explaining.
”W-we were ghost hunting a-and I was hiding f-from a ghost a-and it was about to kill me s-so I c-called for you b-but you never came.”
Bad was sad. Why would his best friend think he would just run off in a situation like that? Skeppy started more explaining.
”Y-you ran off because I-I angered the ghost and wouldn’t save me b-because it was my fault.“
”I would never run away from you, even if you’re the reason I’m about to die.”
”O-okay.”
Bad thought he comforted Skeppy when he suddenly grabbed his shoulder.
”C-can you stay?”
”Of course I could.”
Bad got on the bed with Skeppy and hugged him, hoping he would have better dreams.
Thankfully, he had less nightmares.