"Now explain", Emily demanded.

"Ok, so.... I can see him", Ryan simply answered, causing doubt to build up in myself. Now I'm not that sure Emily will believe us anymore.

"What do you mean with that?", she asked raising an eyebrow.

"He's right next to me actually", Ryan answered pointing at me. Now my whole hope was gone. All of this sounded ridiculous and I wouldn't believe it by myself if I wouldn't be the ghost they're talking about.

"What?", Emily asked shocked, "you're kidding, right? You need some help!"

"No not at all. Let me explain! I'm not crazy! So it all started one day. A boy was always following me, but I tried to ignore him, then I asked him why he does this and he completely freaked out, because he said that No one can see or hear him, because he's dead. I didn't want to believe him, but it's true. The boy is Brendon and I have no clue what is going on, but you have to trust me if you wanna find out what happened to him", Ryan explained the whole situation quickly and in one breath.

"So, if it's right what you're saying... would that mean he can see me?", Emily asked gulping.

"Yes, he does."

"I'm going to kill you if that's a joke", she said, "if he's really next to you, then please ask him a question, you'll give me the answer, ok?"

"Sure."

"Ok, what song did we sing on Christmas where we were at the restaurant with aunt Maggie?", she asked biting her lip. I saw a glim of hope in her eyes so I began to smile bright, maybe we all still have a chance?

"It was 'baby it's cold outside'", I answered having the image of the Christmas party in front of my eyes, "Emily was playing the piano and I sang. I forgot the second verse so I just hummed along, nobody seemed to notice, but it was really funny", I laughed and felt a little but alive again, eventhough I'm clearly dead.

He repeated what I said and Emily began to cry out of nowhere.
I walked over to my sister and laid my hand on her shoulder. She looked up and turned her hand to the touched shoulder.

"Sometimes I feel something warm and familiar being next to me. Is that - is that him?", she asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes it's me, emily", I sobbed next to her.

"It's him", Ryan said, hearing his own voice break.

Now she totally broke down. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and she buried her face in her hands.
Ryan next to her was also crying.

"Hey, it's alright", Ryan softly said walking over to Emily to hug her tight.

When she stopped crying he looked her in the eyes and asked: "Will you help me finding the murderer of your brother?"

"Yes, I will."

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