I shot up wake with a surprisingly very light head. I couldn't remember much about what happened the last few minutes but, it all came back when I looked down.

There, I saw it, a horrifying thing.

Is that... My body!?

I was terrified. I looked at my hands to confirm what I was thinking. Transparent; yes... I was indeed... "... I'm a... I'm a ghost...?" I said to myself in an echoed voice.

I started to feel tears come down my face. I touched them and saw that they were black. I started to cry some more.

I'm a ghost now...

I saw my body and Vincent standing above it in triumph. He smiled his eerie again,

"Still alive Emily?" He asked it. He poked it to be sure I was dead. He chuckled. Soon, his chuckle became a laugh. That laugh soon became the laugh that echoed through my head for the rest of the night,

His very sinister laugh.

I watched him, disgusted as he dragged my body.

I became mad.

No, I became more than mad.

I was furious.

He dragged my body to the corner of the room and started to remove the floor boards. I watched him smile the whole time. It disgusted me.

After he was done hiding my body, he turned to the mess of blood, sweat and tears. He stopped smiling and just stared at the mess. I noticed his eyes changed but they stopped, and returned milky white again. He smiled,

"My job here is done." He said to himself, "Now, all I need to do it to make an excuse for why Emily didn't came to work this week."

I became so furious. He wanted to make up an excuse why I didn't come to work. And I love my work!

I felt eyes change like a flicking lightbulb. They stopped just after they changed...

To an evil and angry red.

Hmmm, seems fitting. I guess eye changing runs in the family.

I floated over to Vincent as he moped up the mess. I floated in fount him. He looked up and looked startled,

Could he see me? I asked myself.

He squinted his eyes and backed up,

"Red floating eyes? The night must be getting to me." He shrugged and continued to mop. My anger faded and my eyes changed back.

He... doesn't see me... I thought, only my red eyes...

I felt my eyes change again. Not red but blue.

A very cold blue.

I floated to the farthest corner and sat on the very cold floor. Thought I couldn't feel it, I pretended I could feel it. I curled myself in a ball and buried my head. I felt the black tears come down my face. I was sad, I was scared, and...

I stopped to look up once more. I heard the chimes;

6 o'clock...

I saw Vincent walk out to drain the evidences. I became even sadder and my eyes got deeper and deeper.

That was it...

I... I was a ghost for eternity. In this rotten place people call a restaurant, with no way of escape this hell. Or so I thought there was no escaping...