Joshua tried not to be too obvious as he glanced periodically at the people that the spirit had indicated to him. He tried to appear be observing the screen on his tablet. Most of the spirits in the car seemed to just be reliving a moment of their lives in a loop but others were trying to frantically gain attention to warn everyone off the train. They were ranting about teeth and bright lights which was strange enough just on its own. His attention was focused so much between the wandering spirits and his tablet that the voice that spoke up next to him made him jump. “They’re right you know.”<br/><br/>“Shit!” Several people turned to see the source and reason for the sudden outburst by the scruffy American while most paid the homeless looking fella no mind. They had no doubt just wrote him off as a delusional drunk or junkie. They probably figured he stole the expensive electronic device in his hand and was on his way to trade it with his dealer or pawn it. Joshua looked out of the corner of his  eye at the spirit sitting next to him. “Yeah I know you can see me and definitely hear me. You heard me in the cafe. The spirits, ghosts or whatever you want to call them, they’re right. You shouldn’t have gotten on here.”<br/><br/>“But you said…” Joshua stopped short when he remembered that only he could see and hear the wraith sitting next to him. Lucky for him it seemed as though most had written him off as crazy after the first outburst. He logged into Docs on his tablet and typed out what he wanted to say. “But you said to follow those people because our fates were intertwined.” He he tilted his tablet a bit so that the spirit could read it. “You’re assuming that I can read. You living are pretty presumptuous. Lucky for you I can read. Yes I told you to follow them and your fates are intertwined. I didn’t say whether or not fate had something good planned for the lot of you.”<br/><br/>Joshua scowled out the spirit and typed something very quickly on his tablet. “Why aren’t you trying to warn everyone like they are? What’s different about you?” Joshua noticed an old woman sitting not far from him on the opposite side adjusting her glasses to read what he was writing. He turned to her abruptly. “Do you mind lady?? Tend to your own business you old hag!” He didn’t really mean to bite at the old gal but he was in the middle of something important that he didn’t want to explain to civilians. “It's not her fault you know. She just wanted to see what the crazy man was typing. It won’t matter soon anyway.” Joshua glared at the spirit out of the corner of his eye. “Fine then I’ll answer your questions. It won’t matter soon enough.” The spirit paused for a moment for effect before they continued to speak. “They are still pissed off about dying and are trying to warn others to help them avoid Death’s embrace. They know something happened here but they can’t explain it so it's Death to them.”<br/><br/>Joshua waited a moment for the spirit to continue then typed some more. “Well what about you? You haven’t answered my question!!”<br/><br/>“Fine. I am loving being a spirit. I think everyone should be one. Also, I’m also what you call a Death groupie. I try to anticipate when someone or ones is going to perish and be there to get a glimpse of Death. Plus, being dead has lots of perks. I see lots of naked women and if I concentrate really hard, I can even touch them. I’m still working on getting better at that last part.”<br/><br/>Joshua typed on the tablet yet again. “Why bring me here to die with them? There were plenty enough people already to get your Death fix.”<br/><br/>“Mostly it was because I wanted someone to talk to. They all suck as conversationalists with their pessimistic view on being a spirit. They can be real party poopers. You were the only person there that could hear and see me. I know who you are Joshua. Are should I call you Nytmayr? You have a few groupies to on this side you know? Mostly the gals and it’ll be a big point for me when I tell them I was the last one you spoke to before you died. Spirits have needs too you know.”<br/><br/>Joshua was basically rage texting by now and possibly drawing the attention of some of the more attentive of the passengers. “SO i’M GOING TO DIE BECAUSE YOU WERE LONELY AND WANTED TO SCORE POINTS WITH MY FANGIRLS?? REALLY??”<br/><br/>“There’s no need to get all hostile and screamy. I know it sounds bad but it’s really not. We could hang out once it's done, I know where all your groupies hang out. I’m telling you fella, you will not regret it.” Joshua’s thoughts wandered to Murphy which brought him a sense of peace. He needed a bit of serenity right now. If dying would let him touch her again then it actually wouldn’t be a bad thing. Isn’t that what he wants, to hold her in his arms again? To actually feel her touch?<br/><br/>“Ok so let’s just move past the part where you, for all intents, murdered me. What’s going to happen to everybody? Do you know that happened to the others that vanished?” By this point Joshua had given up on the tablet and was just speaking in a low tone. He was definitely drawing attention now. The old woman next to him was not as nosey anymore and had moved to another seat away from him.<br/><br/>“I have no idea. I wasn’t here for the first incident. I heard about it and came to see Death. Maybe even touch them. I knew your fates were intertwined because you would all be on the train. I told you that to get you on the train to keep me company and score some females. I know. You don’t have to say it. I’m a bad person… err… spirit, ghost or whatever.”<br/><br/>“Well mister bad ghost person, do you have a name? At least then I would have something to call you.”<br/><br/>“I think it may be too late for that.” The spirit actually looked scared. Joshua knew that couldn’t mean anything good.