Screaming

Panic grew far too much for this poor ghost to bear.

Causing liquid to slowly drip from the man's mouth, before...vomiting out blood.
Onto the ghost below him, as it covers Charles face.

"Adam!"

"Hurry the fuck up!" Charles yelled out, as he strains under the ghost.

Adam was reading the spell from the opened page book, in Latin.
As Sophie, Edwin and John were in complete silence.

"...fire to the object in our presence!"

As soon as he concluded, the mask in Edwin's hand erupted into flames.

Making Edwin immediately drop the mask onto the floor, as it burnt to a crisp.
Burnt to a thick pile of ash and dirt, as the spell was broken and cursed object destoryed.

The ghost continue to scream!!!!
...for a moment or two, until...he stopped.
The solider blinked as the ghost had began to regain control of his body, becoming aware of his surroundings.
He turns his head, seeing that his burned mask that the ghost was wearing a moment ago is gone.

Pant..Pant..Pant..Pant

Cured of madness that was haunting him, the solider then went and got off of Charles.
Slowly backing away from the other ghost, before...collapses onto the floor.
Charles takes this as a opportunity to stand to get himself off the floor, straighting himself up.

Whimper

In pain and sorrow as this made the man feels sorry for him.
So he went and knelt down beside the solider, "Uh...It's okay, uh-sir? Everything's okay now" he tells him a kind and carefully voice.
Having his hand on his shoulder, "Hey, it's alright, mate"
Charles has join in with him as he crouch down on the other side of the ghost.
"You won the war. Kids read about it in school books, yeah? You done brilliantly" he explains to the solider.
On what happened after he death, that people in the future do read and know all about the history of the terrible war.
Praising the solider for his hard work, as Edwin came over to them and crouch down.
"Charles, we have to hide before Death comes to collect him..." Edwin start to say, reminding his partner what happens next.
"...before Death comes to collect him" he told Charles.
The ghost ghost nod his head and the two got up from the floor, as Charles slung his backpack over his shoulder.

Whimpering

"You three better go before she gets you all too" said Adam.
So Charles immediately went and suddenly out of nowhere, grabbed the man.
Dragging hin over to the big window as Edwin just simply follows them behind.
"We better get into positions" Sophie said to Adam before the two went and start to move.

*Outside*

*Imagine the man is with Edwin and Charles*

"Charles..."

"...that was a job well done" Edwin said as the three ghosts were current clinging on the brick walls of the building.

"Yeah, pretty chuffed about it myself" Charles replied, feeling proud about comeplete another job.
Then he grimaced, "Except for the part where he choked me" the boy added.

Laughs

Then suddenly...

A sudden of bright blue light radiated through the double glass window, causing the three to stop laughing.

"Death" Edwin whisper out as he look at his partner on the other side of the window.

"She's here"

*Inside*

Sobbing..Sobbing

The solider was in the same place and position as before.
Still on the floor of the office, crying his eyes out as the ghost held his head in his hands.
Remembering the pain and agony of the war, the fear and terror of what it was like back then.

Then...

...someone suddenly appeared in the room.
A woman, who just appear out of nowhere, immediately came out of the shadowy.

Footsteps..Footsteps

Going over to where the solider is, before stopping right in front of the man but not too closed.
Both Sophie and Adam were trying very hard to act so normal right now.
That they were none the wiser, pretending not seeing the two figures in the room the best they could.

"Hello, Wilfred" she greets him in a polite and calm tone, so the womn doesn't scared the ghost.
Causing the solider to stop crying, sniffled

Once he had calm himself down, Wilfred then looked up.
To see a woman standing there, looking down at him with two caring kind eyes.

"Uh..."

"Sorry, do I know you?" Wilfred asked, if he knew or recognise this complete stranger that is standing in front of him.

"We've met before, yes" the woman, who is known as Death, answered as this wasn't the first time she had met this ghost.

"Sure. It'll come to me" an confused Wilfred replied as he went and wiped the imagined tears off his face.
Like when he was once human, "Uh..."

"You've been fighting out battles for too long, Wilfred" Death states as the woman went and knelt down to the man left.
Being face to face with each other, "You died over a hundred years ago. I came for you then. But..." she said before Death paused.

For dramatically effects, "...you were so confused, so filled with anger and with hate" Death describe to him.
Then she smiled, "You seemed a lot better now" she told Wilfred, that he looks better than before.

Chuckle

"Are you ready?" Death asked.

"Where...Where am I going now?" the ghost with curiosity wondering where he will be going now, now that he's dead.
"When I was in India, they're talk about reincarnation" Wilfred stated, remembering something from his past.
"There's a poem. I...I read by Kipling, um...uh...They..." the ghost said before he stopped.
Trying so hard to remember what it was, but it wasn't coming to him.
"They will come back, come a gain..." Death started to say.
"...as long as the red Earth rolls. He never wanted a leaf or a tree. Do you think he would squander souls?" she continue to say, reciting the poem, word by word.

"Yeah..."

"...yes. That was it, exactly" Wilfred replied.
The he looked up at the woman, "Is that what will happened to me?" the ghost ask Death.
Wanting to know if that what's going to happen, when someone moves on from here.

Making the woman smiled, "Now is when you find out" she tells him as Death held out her hand to him.