{ P A R T  #3 }

Jack Frost

My heart. I can feel it. I can feel myself working.

I laugh in amazment. Wait ... did I laugh out loud?

The surrounding corpses smelt me they were suspicious but apparently I'm still a corpse.

I went up to the girl and wiped blood from the feast to her cheek.

"Come with me." I told her, hold on. I said something.

Am I a human again?

The girl was obviously confused so I held her wrist and guided her.

Walking slowly to my home. Dodging any suspicion.

"Be dead." I tell her. I show her by walking weirdly, bad posture and moaning and groaning.

So she tried. But she overdid it.

"Too much." I tell her and she tones it down.

We finally made it to my home. I lead her inside my home.

"Okay. Thanks for saving me back there. But I really need to go back Eugene needs me." She explains.

Does she know I'm dead?

"Eugene is dead. He never loved you." I blurt out.

"Excuse me?!" She yelled "How would you know that?! Prove it!"

"I ate his brain." I responded, I heard a lot of songs that always goes wrong when someone doesn't tell the truth.

Judging from her face. She looks shocked.

"You're not a corpse ... are you?" She staggered back.

I shrugged. I wasn't sure. I feel like a human but the other corpses are saying that I'm still dead.

"Stay away!" She warned me.

So I took a step back.

"What are you?" She asks trying to steady her voice.

"I don't know." I muttered.

"Wait ... are you turning into a cold-blooded killer?" She asks. I think what she means by 'Cold-Blooded Killer' was a corpse.

"U-um ... I'm turning into a human." I tell her, stuttering.

"So you're dead? Wait ... nevermind I need some alone time." She pursued the door to the exit.

I rushed and closed the door. She crossed her arms.

"It's too dangerous." I said. I pointed out to airplane window. Outside it showed clusters of corpses roaming this place.

She groaned.

"Well ... I'm not staying with you. Whatever you are." She sass-mouthed.

"My name is Jack Frost." I told her.

"Oh ... So the thing has a name now? I want to leave." She said. I ignored her. It didn't mind me.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

"My name is Elsa Arendelle and I demand you to guide me out!" Elsa ordered.

"I can't. Not yet we need to find the right time."

"And when is the right time?"

"About 3 weeks." I tell her.

She sighs. She lays on an airplane seat closing her eyes.

Okay Frost, You need a different approach.

I walk up to her and I open the storage on the top. She flinches startled from my sudden movement.

"What are you doing?" She asks but in an annoyed way.

I pulled out a blanket and placed it on her carefully. Her eyes were wide open and fixed on me.

"Wow. You're quite a gentlemen." She chuckled, flattered. "And I'm starving. If I'm going to stay here I need human food."

I just kept glancing at her, she didn't look starved. But how would I know? I mean I'm not exactly human.

"Please." Elsa added in a sincere voice.

"Okay. Stay here it's safe here." I told her in a stern voice.

I was hesitant to leave. Like I felt she was up to something.