The Girl Who Saw Him

Another story based off of one of my dreams.

Author's note: Because this story is based off of a dream, it does contain some dream logic! Please keep that in mind. I’m going to try my best to post a new part every day, but no guarantees

PART 3

"Krissy!" Shouted Kyle while I was unpacking, causing me to drop my basket of freshly washed clothes.

"My god, Kyle, you scared the hell out of me." I said, one hand placed over my heart, the other out in front of me.

"Maggie, you won’t believe this! I remembered - Krissy, my girlfriend, she lived in this dorm" He looked at me, eyes full of hope.

"Okay," I said nodding "maybe, when you died your spirit wanted to remain by Krissy's side. No scratch that, if that was the case you would be with Krissy not stuck here. um..." I paused thinking.

"Could I have just died in this dorm?" He asked.

"No, well possibly, but that can't be the reason you're trapped here. It has to be more traumatic in order to bound you to this room."

"Do you think that Krissy might have... you know, had a hand in my death?" There was a mixture of fear and sadness in his eyes.

"Let's not jump to conclusions, after I finish unpacking I'll go dig up some information about your death. okay?"

"alright"