[video via grimy bathroom mirror] i accidentally made him look like a poster from a bee movie

[gogoghostpowers]

[When the video turns on, Danny is in what Locke High students will recognize as one of the boy's bathrooms. He sniffles a little bit, leaning in closer to the mirror, giving everybody (and himself) a better view of exactly the state he's in.

He wipes a finger under his nose, swiping the goopy, glowing blood from it and holding it close up to the mirror. He then rubs it between two fingers and pulls them apart, the substance stretching out into a sticky string between the fingertips.]

...So. Uh. I guess this is what my blood looks like now. God, I hope no one saw me running over here.

I...don't think I'm supposed to be bleeding radioactive waste. Is--is this even safe? Am I going to get cancer and die of radiation poisoning from myself?

[He clutches his head in his hands, starting to look and sound a little hysterical.]

Oh no. How am I supposed to even clean this up?! I need a--a--one of those biohazard trash cans!! Oh my god.

Comments

[dyingtohealyou]

Come to think of it, if they see you bleeding weird radioactive goo that might just be enough to scare them off.

Too bad you'd have a whole lot of explaining to do afterward if you didn't want to end up under study.

[gogoghostpowers]

Under...study?

[dyingtohealyou]

Yeah. Like in a lab or whatever.

[gogoghostpowers]

[Danny ends up trying to imagine himself in that situation, but then he gets that weird feeling that only comes with echoes, and gets a very, very vivid mental image.]

You mean like...tied down to an operating table with metal restraints while a scientist tries to dissect you with a laser?

[dyingtohealyou]

[A pause.]

Well, if you want to go into detail like that... Sure.

[gogoghostpowers]

I-I just got a pulse. I...think that was a memory.

[dyingtohealyou]

Wait seriously?

You really did get put in a lab and all that shit?

[gogoghostpowers]

I guess so. I don't really remember how it happened, or what the--the scientist lady was saying to me, exactly, but. I couldn't move at all. And this lady was standing over me with a giant laser thing in her hand and was talking about taking me apart while she started firing the laser and bringing it up to my arm.

[dyingtohealyou]

[Excuse him while he tries to think of a way to respond to this without letting his surprise be too obvious. He's still in class right now, after all.]

Huh.

[gogoghostpowers]

...Do--do you think she actually was trying to dissect me because of my blood?

[dyingtohealyou]

How should I know? Is the blood thing the first weird mutation you've gotten, or are there others that are worth taking you apart for?

[gogoghostpowers]

W-well...I can turn parts of myself intangible for a few seconds, s-so that might be part of it, I guess...

[dyingtohealyou]

Intangible, huh?

[...]

I wonder why you didn't escape that way in your memory?

[gogoghostpowers]

I think the restraints were made of something that was like...intangible-proof. Somehow.

...I-I think that whole table and everything--it might've been set up just for me.

[dyingtohealyou]

[Huh...]

I guess it would take some planning to catch someone like you if your powers normally let you escape easily.

That's pretty creepy though. Sorry.

[gogoghostpowers]

Y-yeah.

But I guess it's alright...I mean, that hasn't actually happened to me, it only happened to...not-me? Past me? Me from another world? I don't know...but it wasn't me! So that means it. Doesn't really matter, right?

[dyingtohealyou]

I guess it only matters if you make it matter.

Or something like that.

And at least current you isn't getting probed or needled or anything, right?

[gogoghostpowers]

Yeah...although I hope no one finds out about the blood thing, or they might try doing it to me again.

[dyingtohealyou]

Yeah, no need to repeat history or whatever that wa

[There's a long pause before the writing starts up again.]

fuck

[gogoghostpowers]

Uh... A-are you okay?

[dyingtohealyou]

Speaking of labs it looks like I was stuck in one too

Fuck

[It can't be seen of course, but he leans his head on his hand, pressing his palm into his right eye. Hopefully his teacher will continue being occupied with the lesson and not notice.]

[gogoghostpowers]

O-oh man, you too?! Jeez, that's--this is messed up.

...h-how bad was it?

[dyingtohealyou]

They stuck a fucking needle in my eye

[gogoghostpowers]

That's--th-that's pretty bad!

B-but it's like the same thing--it didn't actually happen, right?!

[dyingtohealyou]

Maybe I don't know right now it's pretty fucking disturbing