a haunting

As Snow continued her story, Hal could only look at her with horror as the scene played in his head, detail by detail, like it was clipped out from a movie — the only thing was, it happened in real life and Hal was just there, sitting as he heard her story. He felt a chill down his spine just having to hear what happened and he was suddenly scared about the animatronic in front of him.

Would that mean then that this specific robot was the one the guard was stuffed into? Hal could only imagine the fear that the guard had when her body was dragged and hidden away like that. When Snow continued, Hal was suddenly thankful he'd finished his pizza before he asked because he was sure his appetite just died having to picture a rotting body. Curse his powerful imagery.

" They took away the decaying body and clea-a-aned the suit perfectly, e-e-everything in complete secret. But even after tha-a-at the soul never could leave the animatronic…and now it’s simply lost-st, with no idea of why-y-y she’s even still here.”

It was then the feeling of puking slowly faded and all Hal could feel was... a mix of sadness and anger. He gritted his teeth. The news of a dead body in an animatronic suit would have been devastating for whichever place it was in, but knowing how it all came down to that made Hal furious. Not even Snow's cheery smile could even get that out of his chest.

"Did... did anyone ever investigate what happened?" Did anyone else ever find out what really happened... to you? Hal wanted to ask. It was unfair; she was there for a job and leaving her death unsolved felt like they had just disrespected her.

Somehow, Hal felt like he wouldn't be surprised if the reason why the ghost was still there was that, maybe, it was still looking for her murderer. Maybe the ghost that haunted the pizzeria was harming others because of that incident about the intruder that took her life.

"So basically, you're saying that its possible that the case could have been ignored.." Hal said in a low voice. A missing person, a murder and a missing body. This was starting to sound a little bit of a horror flick right now. But more importantly, it was an unsolved case which then became the root of a horrible rumor at an unsuspecting pizzeria.

“Since that day…strange thi-i-ings had been happening at the pizzeria during the-e-e night. That’s why you must not co-o-ome here between…12 and 6 AM”

Hal gave her an assuring smile, "Well, I guess if the stories were true then I'm pretty sure I'd be an idiot if I try coming here with my poor coordination and frequent dizzy spells. I'd be dead before morning comes," he said jokingly, and yet his laugh was weak, almost terrified. Mostly because the though of going here at night could kill him.

"Still... that's... really horrible... what happened, I mean..." He needed to investigate and coming here at night could get him some leads to what happened. Maybe try and talk some sense into Snow? His astral form was virtually indestructible, he thought, he'd just wake up if he gets hurt. (Unknown to him, it was also most vulnerable form to be in.)

"S-say... has anyone ever tried, you know... looking into it? The incident?"

@"Silver"

"That's horrible," Hal said, cheeks puffed in frustration. This is injustice. No wonder there was a raging ghost in the pizzeria. Anyone would be angry for an offense that was only shrugged off. It was so unfair.

Hal was too busy mapping out his plan by now to even notice Snow's attempts at cheering him up. Hal was already decided he was going here at night. Maybe not tonight. Some other time when he can investigate a little more maybe... But he was going through with it. He was going to sneak in and find out what was going on. He's bound to find something important. No one can completely erase evidences and that he was sure of.

His contemplation almost had him almost ignore the milkshake until he heard the tap of the glass on the table. He didn't remember ordering for one so he looked at Snow a little questioningly. "Um..?"

A faint blush appeared on Hal's cheeks, a little flustered for the thoughtful gesture but also a bit guilty because he usually didn't get things out of nowhere. "Th-thank you," he stammered out as he pulled the glass a little closer to him .

It distracted him for a bit but just as soon as he took a sip from the milkshake, his thought returned to Snow's case. If he was going to be honest thought, next to feeling empathic about the incident, he was now growing more curious about it. The story was there but since the ghost was still there, the case was never really solved yet.

Hal gave her a soft smile,"It's kind of hard not to worry, you know."
@"Silver"