Waking up in a small bed, Dearest was still whimpering about the wound she had gotten in her stomach, she looked around to be in another room. The man was asleep right next to her.

She almost shrieked but held it in, she tried getting up but, the man brought her down back on the bed. Zoey looked at the man and tapped on his mask to make sure he was asleep.
It seemed like he was until, he let out an annoyed sigh. "What? Are you annoyed or something?" Zoey asked.

The man got up and looked at Zoey, he seemed mad rather than surprised that she's awake.
"I guess your not my savior," Zoey said, she got up and tried walking out of the room, but the man grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards his chest. Zoey was blushing, was he being flirty?

"What's your name, Stranger?" Zoey asked,
The man grabbed a notebook and wrote:"I'm Jason Voorhess, you must be another teenager?"

"Yeah, I'm another teenager, but I'm kinda short to be one."

"Size doesn't mean anything, what matters is that your safe form that mean person who tried to hurt you..." Jason wrote in the notebook, Zoey was wondering why Jason was being so nice to her. She was an unholy spirit.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Zoey asked, Jason let out a sigh thinking about Zoey's question, "your just like me."

"How?"
"We're both alone, we're both....dead."
Zoey looked down and saw a locket, she picked it up. "What this?"

"That's my mommy's locket," Jason wrote, he smiled under his mask about Zoey being curious. "Mommy said that she already likes you already."

"Mommy?" Zoey asked, "where is your mom?"

Jason looked down sadly, Zoey came and comforted him, "she died, didn't she?" Zoey asked.
Jason nodded. "You're right, we both are alone."

(Sorry of this was short to you, I'm really sleepy it's 4am I need to get some sleep...bye!)