The Master
The Master of Reality
Thomas didn't respond at all to Eddie's actions. Thomas was unable to be seen by her when she looked back. He had phased through the ground and came up slowly, resting on the swing set. He remained there, still in the park but not on the bench anymore. Thomas hummed softly, the melody seeming to bring a certain peace into the park. He watched the girl while he hummed, almost to the point of singing now. Thomas stopped and continued to watch everyone. "What an odd ghost... Quite cute...." He spoke aloud to himself. Thomas' eyes teared up as he looked at one of the many children. A little girl playing with a ball, a ways away from the group. Thomas felt her death, the image running through his head. She would trip, drop her ball, and run over to get it. A car would be the cause of her death, and it wouldn't be a fast one.
Thomas glided over to the girl and knelt beside her, smiling softly. He looked over at Eddie, wishing she wouldn't be here when it happened. He began to sing softly to the little girl, putting his hand on her head as the lullaby went on. Thomas stood up once he finished and simply waited there as the girl went back to playing. Just as he had saw it, it happened. The fall, the ball rolling away, the chase after it, the car.... Once it had all happened he went over to the little girl. He sat beside her as the car skidded away, singing some more. They were far enough away so that the rest of the little kids couldn't see, but Eddie could, and a few other people who seemed to be calling for an ambulance. Thomas' song seemed to flow smoothly, giving the dying girl a proper send away. No one could hear the singing, if they did then they would simply write it off as the wind. Eddie though, due to her being a ghost, could hear it just fine.
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Thomas glided over to the girl and knelt beside her, smiling softly. He looked over at Eddie, wishing she wouldn't be here when it happened. He began to sing softly to the little girl, putting his hand on her head as the lullaby went on. Thomas stood up once he finished and simply waited there as the girl went back to playing. Just as he had saw it, it happened. The fall, the ball rolling away, the chase after it, the car.... Once it had all happened he went over to the little girl. He sat beside her as the car skidded away, singing some more. They were far enough away so that the rest of the little kids couldn't see, but Eddie could, and a few other people who seemed to be calling for an ambulance. Thomas' song seemed to flow smoothly, giving the dying girl a proper send away. No one could hear the singing, if they did then they would simply write it off as the wind. Eddie though, due to her being a ghost, could hear it just fine.
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