The Aftermath

2. Allies?

(POV: Plug)

Funny, I hadn't noticed that it was always night around the mansions until this point. We didn't seem to be able to escape the night sky because it seems to follow where we go. How have I only figured this out at "this point"? Well, I was rudely awoken from my slumber by E. Gadd with the Poltergust 5000 as he wanted to research me after he discovered that I was different from the others only a few hours before.

"Oh hoho!" He cried out. "The readings are off the scale. You've got potential, my boy." He chanted to me. I did wonder sometimes whether E. Gadd is lonely, but I almost always reassured myself that he was not because he had us. But every time he spoke to a single ghost, I could tell that he missed his time with Luigi. In fact, I even saw him glancing at a postcard from Luigi and his puppy at a point.

That was when I saw the light of day for the first time. It was seeping through a window which was mostly covered with curtains, but they were just a crack open to allow this light to flood the house. I both questioned and answered why I'd never seen light. And yet, the pup was in the light. Could we go further? Could we explore more? Could we leave Evershade Valley?

I thought no more of it until later in the day. This was when Rob showed up. I was in the kitchen of the Treacherous Mansion, partially because my previous hiding spot had been compromised and partially because I kinda like the atmosphere that the kitchen had.

"Hi there. I'm Rob." He said, wandering through a wall into the kitchen. I peaked from my pot and waved slowly. How had he seen me already? But then, he continued.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Rob." He said. I peaked back into my pot and watched where he couldn't see me.

"Ugggghhh. What is wrong with you, Rob?" He seemed to ask himself. "You always make bad impressions, especially with the new ghosts." He sounded upset, aggregated even. He obviously didn't know I was here, and I wasn't particularly sure what I was to do.

On the one hand, I wanted to make this ghost feel better because bad feelings from earlier had risen back to my head and he seemed alone, possibly even to his own kind - I hadn't seen any more of his kind, after all.

However, my other hand was suggesting to me that we couldn't do this now because he'd think I was spying on him.

I was contemplating leaving when suddenly a "Strong Slammer", as I believed E. Gadd referred to them as (though we usually refer to them as stripe because they have stripes), phased into the kitchen. He seemed extra strange. His eyes were... twitching?

He looked like he was trying to shake something from his back, but I couldn't see what. I looked back at his eyes and-

"No," I said aloud, jumping out of the pot and in front of Rob. "This can't be happening." I shouted. Rob looked puzzled behind me, but I couldn't deal with him at that moment. With a flick of my tail, the Slammer was paralysed in the air for a moment or two.

"We-We gotta get the Professor!" I cried. "And fast."