The Girl Who Saw Him

Another story based off of one of my dreams.

Author's note: Because this story is based off of a dream, it does contain some dream logic! Please keep that in mind.

PART 4

Finding the library wasn’t as nearly as hard as finding my dorm was, hopefully there won’t be any Caspers the friendly ghosts in here too.

“Kyle….” I paused, fingers hovering over the computers keys. “Shit.” I mumbled under my breath, I had forgotten to ask him his last name. I rolled my eyes at myself, index finger pressing down the backspace. “List of deceased students at XXXX College.” I clicked on the first search result. My eyes scrolled down the list of names, none of which were Kyle. “List of missing students at XXXX College.”

“What did you find out?” Kyle asked, appearing the second I walked into the room.

“Nothing really…” the door clicked shut behind me “They have you down as missing, Kyle. They don’t even know you’re dead.”

His eyes were glazed over, he cleared his throat. “So my family…”

“I’m sorry.” I interrupted him. “I’ll go around asking some staff about you tomorrow, its late now.”

I wanted to hug him but the dead can’t touch the living.