Gregory
"Hey...where are we going?" No answer. "Who are you?" No answer. Well...not until we reached that cold room. "Evan. Just Evan." The ghost looking boy said voice dead and monotone. "Forever 17 and dead since 1983." He adds. I shivered slightly. "This is my room. Used to be. I'm rarely in here. Only when I need to be." "Since I'm dead there's really no use for sleeping, changing my clothes or even a routine anymore." "However I will play around if I'm bored or just because it's fun." Evan floats around the room. Up and down, left and right, flips, etc. His eyes remain empty. A pair of beautiful blue and green eyes yet dark and empty. Like the void. "So..." Evan's eyes turn to me. "What brings you here?" His hand reaches for my face and under my chin to lift my face. "Ah-" "Well..." "It was my friend's idea really..." "He kinda...trapped me here."
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"Trapped?" "Well they aren't a very good friend then are they?" Evan gave my face a slight squeeze causing me to let out a small squeak. "He is..he just jokes like that."

Evan
"So trapping you in a dark and empty house alone is funny and a joke?" I pull him towards me with my free hand. The other still gripping his face. "Take a moment to think about this Gregory. Alive or not I could do anything to you and this ''Friend'' of yours would know nothing about it." "It's obvious I don't get visitors often.." My cold and dead hand caresses his face then through his hair. "I could torture you till my liking, I could kill you, I could keep you captive for whatever I wanted." "And no one would have a clue." "It's an interesting thought isn't it?" I took my hand away from his face and back into the pocket of my dark and blood stained jeans. I watch as his eyes widen, looking down at the floor in fear of the thoughts. How cute.

'He looks so cute when he's scared. I wonder how adorable he'll look when covered and stained with blood..'

A smirk made it's way onto my face at the sadistic thoughts. "I hope I haven't scared you too bad. I'm supposed help you and you're supposed to trust me." Gregory turned to me. "You're insane." He backs away. "Maybe. But I would never abandon you like this so called friend of yours." I reach for his face both hands cupping his face. "Why don't you stay with me?" "All you need is to say a few words and I'll make it all painless."

Takes a knife out

"You tricked me you bastard..." Gregory backs up. "Trick you? Now why would I do something so evil to you?" "I just want to make you happy. Stay here with me and I'll shower you with my love!" I grip the knife falling for all the thoughts of his cute blood stained face. "No!" He shouts. "No?" I frown. "Why not?" "Why not!? How about because you're going to kill me!" 
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I let out a giggle. The small laugh turning into a psychotic laughter. "If you weren't dead like me how else would I keep you?" My breathing became heavy. "Isn't it obvious I'm obsessed with you!?"

Cliffhanger. Ha.