Welcome to the world of hell (DSMP)

chapter 45

Real_Dragon23 how did you find this?

wait how does my other book keep jumping in readers

I keep procrastinating ;(

"what are you staring at? can you see me?"
I shook my head. it couldn't be like him. he fucking died from a heart attack.

my lips parted before I talked. is this really schlatt. does he remember everything he's done like ghostbur?
"schlatt. what the fuck are you doing here?"

he stood there, shocked.
"oh shit, you can see me? how have you been? how about my son, Tubbo?"
he bombarded me with questions. I guess he was real. I walked up to him to touch him. I wanted to make sure this wasn't some stupid dream.

my hand went right through. his skin was grey like ghostbur. but you could actually touch ghostbur.
"why can't I touch you like ghostbur."
I mutter. he either didn't hear me or he just dicided to ignore me.

instead of his usual attire, that was a suit, he wore something different. he wore a jumper like ghostbur but it was blue with a heart stitched on the right. his brown eyes turned completely white like the other ghost. and of course he still had his ram features that was, horns and floppy ears. but now he has little claws and hoofs.

my hand kept going through his body. should he even be here? it was normal for people to be curious. he seemed really uncomfortable.
"do you want some alcohol or are you just going to keep trying to touch me?"

I was slightly taken aback. his voice was pretty raspy and rough. a sigh left my lips.
"c'mon, there's a flower field not far away. we can continue talking while we're there."
he followed me after I said that. just like ghostbur, he didn't use his feet. or hoofs now. he just floated.

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we talked for hours. the vodka was really strong so I couldn't have much. turns out schlatt is now glatt and he only remembers negative stuff, unlike ghostbur. thus meaning, he practically remembers everything he's done before he died.

from time to time, he would try to talk about the revive book. I would always try to change the subject from it.
"look, the sun is coming up."
glatt looked over to the horizon. the sky was painted with beautiful colours. a mixture of pink, yellow, orange and red. a few grey clouds flew past.

my head turned back over to glatt. he was slowly fading.
"glatt, why are you fading?"
he just stayed silent.
"can you answer me? glatt. stop with this jokein-"
"it's morning. I'll see you at night again. at the same place, in the forest?"
"can you just answer me first."

he looked back at me. there was a sweet smile plastered on his face. before I knew it, he disappeared before my very eyes. the sun was now fully up. there was a cold breeze that shot by.

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there was nothing I could do. I didn't want to anything. so I just sat there, looking at the sun. I guess he can't be here in the morning. as soon as I was having a pretty decent time, life fucks me over.

another example, I was just staring off into the distance again. I had a few hours before I would need to sail to Tommy. then there was an arrow that shot right past my face and cut my skin. I rapidly stood up and spun around to see a skeleton, hidden under a tree. of course I killed it. it was easy. but it was still annoying. Tommy would probably ask why I had this stupid cut.

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this is a shorter chapter but I didn't really know what to do. I'm too tired. my sleep is horrible and I forgot how people act now. I also had a very vivid nightmare. that shit was scary.

byeee. thank you all so much for the support and y'all are awesome! have an amazing rest of your day!

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there was a huge fucking spider on my fucking bed and now I'm terrified.